Chapter 392 Zhong Manhua is hospitalized after being angered [2 updates]
how so?
Didn't Ying Zhenting love Zhong Manhua very much?
How could he have other women outside?
There were bushes in the rooftop garden, so Ying Yuexuan squatted down.
She covered her mouth, not daring to utter a single sound.
Ahead, Ying Zhenting was still talking with Jing Hongzhen.
"If she weren't our daughter, would I be so devoted to her?" Ying Zhenting suppressed his anger. "Didn't you see that I even drove away my own daughter for Xiao Xuan's sake?"
"Didn't you want to bring her back?" Jing Hongzhen said calmly. "You've seen how capable she is now, so you're regretting it, aren't you?"
Ying Zhenting remained silent.
He couldn't refute that.
"Alright, I just came to ask." Jing Hongzhen laughed.
Ying Yuexuan hurriedly left, afraid of being discovered.
As soon as he stepped out of the garden and downstairs, he ran into Ying Zhenting's secretary.
She ignored her secretary and left quickly.
The secretary looked at Ying Yuexuan with disdain, and scoffed, "She really thinks she's some kind of pampered young lady..."
A few minutes later, Ying Zhenting also came down.
The secretary immediately straightened her posture: "Mr. Ying, Miss Ying came up to see you just now, didn't you see her? I saw she left in a hurry, I wonder if something happened?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zhenting's face darkened.
He said that the reason Jing Hongzhen would come to see him today must be because she knew Ying Yuexuan would also be there, and she deliberately wanted her to hear these words.
He told his secretary and the others not to come up, but since Ying Yuexuan was the eldest daughter of the Ying family, her secretary naturally wouldn't stop her if she wanted to come up.
“I’ve seen him, nothing happened.” Ying Zhenting said coldly. “Go and call the finance director up, I have something to ask him.”
The secretary hurriedly left.
After he went downstairs, Jing Hongzhen came out of the rooftop garden.
Ying Zhenting suddenly looked at her, his gaze sharp.
"Don't worry, she couldn't have told your wife." Jing Hongzhen was in a good mood. "I'm leaving, and I won't be back for at least three months."
**
On the other side.
Ying Yuexuan returned to the Ying family's old residence in a daze.
"Xiaoxuan, what's wrong?" Zhong Manhua asked with concern when she noticed her pale face.
"Mom." Ying Yuexuan's tears flowed instantly, and she choked out, "Mom."
How could she be an illegitimate child?
Illegitimate daughters are universally despised in wealthy families.
"Xiao Xuan, don't cry." Zhong Manhua assumed that Ying Yuexuan was upset because her identity had been exposed. "Even if Zijing doesn't come back, you are still your mother's daughter and the eldest daughter of the Ying family."
Hearing this, Ying Yuexuan became even more panicked.
If Zhong Manhua knew she was an illegitimate child, would she still treat her so well?
No matter how much Zhong Manhua doted on her, she absolutely could not tolerate Ying Zhenting having a child with another woman.
what to do?
"Alright, get ready." Zhong Manhua said, "Mom will take you to get your hair and makeup done and choose a dress. The banquet starts this afternoon, and you are the hostess, so you can't be negligent."
Ying Yuexuan pinched her palm, forcing herself to come to her senses, and whispered, "Thank you, Mom."
"There's no need to thank me," Zhong Manhua laughed. "You're my daughter. If I don't treat you well, who else should I treat well?"
She picked up her bag: "Let's go."
**
To celebrate Ying Yuexuan's coming-of-age ceremony, the Ying family booked the entire lobby of the Queen Hotel.
Ying Yuexuan was wearing a haute couture gown, looking every bit the elegant socialite.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she finally calmed down.
But she waited for a long time, until 4:30, and still no one came.
But the banquet is scheduled to begin at five o'clock.
At this time last year, half the people had already arrived by 3 o'clock.
Ying Yuexuan's heart turned cold.
She also has many close friends among the socialites in Shanghai's elite circles.
Today is her coming-of-age ceremony, but none of those socialites came, not even a single gift.
Is it really that important whether or not she is the real heiress of the Ying family?
Ying Yuexuan lowered her head and choked out another sob: "Mom, is my coming-of-age ceremony... is it ruined?"
Zhong Manhua's face turned ashen. She slammed her teacup down and sneered, "These people are so condescending!"
“They should all have gone to your sister’s place,” Ying Yuexuan said in an even lower voice. “She is your real daughter.”
People are naturally inclined to sympathize with the weak.
Seeing Ying Yuexuan like this, Zhong Manhua forgot all her guilt towards Ying Zijin.
"Let's go." She stood up, her voice icy. "Go to the Zhong family. Your coming-of-age ceremony won't be ruined; they've all gone to the Zhong family."
She did invite Grandpa Zhong over, but he said he would only celebrate Ying Zijing's birthday.
Ying Zijing's birthday party was held at the Zhong family's place.
After making the call to Ying Zhenting, Zhong Manhua led Ying Yuexuan out of the hotel.
However, as soon as she stepped out of the hotel, she was surrounded by flashing lights.
There were many reporters at the hotel entrance; they were from various media outlets in Shanghai.
Upon seeing Zhong Manhua and Ying Yuexuan, they raised their cameras and immediately began taking pictures.
Ying Yuexuan's face turned pale, and she immediately stepped back, using her bag to cover her face.
"What are you doing?" Zhong Manhua's expression was very ugly as she angrily rebuked, "Taking photos without permission is an infringement of portrait rights. Do you know that this is illegal?"
However, the media doesn't care about any of that.
They handed the microphone to Zhong Manhua and asked her questions directly.
"Madam Ying, you have never publicly announced Miss Ying Zijing's identity. May I ask, do you think that she comes from the countryside, does not understand the etiquette of a wealthy family, and is not as good as Ying Yuexuan, so you do not acknowledge her?"
"Mrs. Ying, last year the ISC official website announced the six candidates who would directly qualify for the international competition. Miss Ying Zijing was one of them. As far as I know, Miss Ying Yuexuan is from the same school as Miss Ying Zijing. It is obvious that the school did not choose Miss Ying Yuexuan."
"Madam Ying, Miss Ying Zijing's piano skills are renowned as unparalleled. You have mistaken a fish eye for a pearl. Do you regret it?"
Every question is extremely sharp, hitting the nail on the head.
Zhong Manhua's face turned pale and then red, and she trembled all over as she was questioned: "You, you all..."
One of the reporters then asked, "Madam Ying, now that the truth is out, you are still showing favoritism, only holding a birthday party for your adopted daughter. Do you really deserve to be a mother?"
Upon hearing this, Zhong Manhua felt a surge of anger, and a string in her mind snapped.
She couldn't catch her breath, her head lolled to the side, and she fainted.
"Mom!" Ying Yuexuan quickly supported Zhong Manhua, panicking. "Mom! Quick, call 120!"
The media were stunned when they saw Chung Man-wah, which was a great pity.
They didn't care and just carried their cameras away.
Ying Yuexuan bit her lip and had no choice but to take out her phone and start dialing for emergency help.
**
On the Zhong family's side.
Contrary to Ying Yuexuan's expectations, apart from the students of Qingzhi Class 19 and the people Ying Zijing knew in the capital, no one from Shanghai's elite circle was invited to the Zhong family's old residence.
Ying Zijin had no intention of making the birthday banquet too grand.
Old Master Zhong took over the work from Butler Zhong and directed the servants to work together.
Fu Yunshen sat in the living room.
He turned his head and looked at the Qingzhi students playing in the garden outside the villa, his eyes gentle.
“Young Master, you were right to have foresight.” Yunshan lowered his voice, “You knew that once the Ying family found out no one was going, they would definitely cause trouble, so you arranged for the media to go there in advance and deliberately ask the Ying family those questions.”
Fu Yunshen's gaze sharpened, and he smiled nonchalantly: "Hmm?"
He learned this move from Nie Chao.
"Young Master, you don't know, Madam Ying fainted from anger." Yunshan gloated. "She's been taken to the hospital now. Ying Zhenting and Ying Yuexuan have both gone there. I think Ying Yuexuan will have to spend her coming-of-age ceremony in the hospital. Serves her right."
“No.” Fu Yunshen said calmly, “Today is just Yaoyao’s coming-of-age ceremony.”
Yunshan was stunned for a moment before realizing that Ying Yuexuan's entire identity, including her name and birthday, was fake.
"I really feel sorry for Miss Ying," Yunshan muttered, "She's stuck with such a family."
Fu Yunshen seemed to be deep in thought. After a long while, he spoke: "Soon, she won't be Miss Ying anymore."
Yunshan was stunned at first, then overjoyed: "Young Master, you got it?"
Fu Yunshen lowered his eyelashes and smiled, "I'm currently pursuing it."
Yunshan: "..."
He didn't realize it until he heard it; he thought the young master was about to come out.
**
In the garden.
Xiu Yu was poking at ants with a twig, but his ears perked up: "Father Ying, is there anything happy you can share?"
"Yes." Ying Zijing leaned against the tree. "He confessed his feelings to me."
She paused, then raised an eyebrow: "You should have known beforehand."
Xiu Yu coughed lightly, his expression serious: "Isn't this all for your lifelong happiness, just to give you a boost? Aren't you surprised?"
"It was quite a surprise. I was going to say yes right away." Ying Zijin rested her chin on her hand, looking languid. "But I haven't said it yet. He said that if he wants to pursue me, he wants me to experience what it's like to be pursued. This step can't be skipped."
Xiu Yu paused for a moment, then sincerely exclaimed, "To be so considerate of your feelings and still be able to hold back, you're a god-like man."
She was torn between sympathizing with Fu Yunshen, who could have easily taken the position, and feeling sorry for herself, who was still single.
Xiu Yu continued gossiping, "So how long are you planning to let him pursue you?"
"I don't know." Ying Zijing thought for a moment, "It depends on his performance."
"Sigh." Xiu Yu said sadly, "I don't know why, but I feel a pang of sadness, like someone marrying off their daughter."
Upon hearing this, Ying Zijing straightened up and placed one hand on Xiu Yu's shoulder.
For the first time, Xiu Yu felt a chill run through her body. She stood up and asked, "Father Ying, what's wrong?"
"Nothing much." Ying Zijin rolled up her sleeves. "I'll teach you ancient martial arts."
Xiu Yu: "..."
**
An hour later, the sun had set and night had fallen.
Xiu Yu collapsed to the ground: "I'm not coming anymore, I'm dying."
If she had known that taking that one pill would grant her the talent for ancient martial arts and subject her to such training, she would never have taken it, even if it meant death.
"This is just the basics." Ying Zijing reached out and pulled her up. "You haven't condensed your inner strength yet; you need to practice more."
"Let's eat first." Xiu Yu waved his hand. "You'll have energy after you eat."
Ying Zijin nodded.
Just then, her phone rang.
It was Fu Yunshen's call.
Ying Zijing answered: "I'm right outside, so close, why are you calling?"
On the other end of the line came his gentle, steady voice: "Yaoyao, look up."
At the same time, Xiu Yu exclaimed in surprise: "Father Ying, look, look!"
Ying Zijin raised her head.
In the dark night sky, countless fireworks bloomed at the same time.
Finally, it all boils down to one sentence—
Happy 18th birthday, Yaoyao.
She stood quietly under the night sky, her hand raised, passing through the light.
This magnificent fireworks display belongs only to her.
**
After March, the weather gradually warms up.
After leaving the company, Ying Tianlu got into his car.
He has already moved the companies he and several other young masters founded abroad to China, but they are still small in scale and cannot compare with the Ying Group at all. They are still located in the suburbs.
Ying Tianlu is aware of this, which is why he is working hard to develop the company.
He plans to have the capabilities to rival those of the Ying Group within at least a year.
He was completely disappointed in Ying Zhenting, but he didn't want the Ying Group to continue to be controlled by Ying Zhenting.
Ying Tianlu took a drag on a cigarette, lowered his eyelids, and looked at the new messages on WeChat.
Upon seeing this, his expression brightened.
[Tianlu, we found out. This woman is indeed Jing Hongzhen, but there is very little information about her. All we know is that she used to be a socialite in Shanghai, but her family is no longer around.]
This family had connections with the Ying family before. I suspect they might be old acquaintances of your father, which is why he adopted her child.
Ying Tianlu frowned and replied.
Okay, I understand.
He slowly exhaled, inserted the car key into the lock, turned the steering wheel, and started the car.
After getting on the highway, the speed increased to 80km/h.
Just then, frantic alarm sounds rang out from inside the car.
[Beep beep beep—]
Ying Tianlu's expression changed, and he immediately stepped on the brakes.
The car didn't slow down; in fact, it sped up.
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