Chapter 95 Boss Ying One-Handedly Tortures Zhong Zhiwan [1st Update]
Although Zhong Zhiwan didn't look up or speak, she kept her eyes on Ying Zijin.
She also saw it when Madam Zhong went to find Ying Zijin.
She naturally knew that Madam Zhong was there to support her and warn Ying Zijing.
After all, Ying Zijing was just an adopted daughter, and her status and position could not compare with hers.
Zhong Zhiwan never expected that Ying Zijin would not only not be threatened by Madam Zhong, but would instead draw the fire to her.
Forget about stopping her, Zhong Zhiwan didn't even have the ability to think anymore; her mind was blank and her ears were ringing.
She listened to Wei Hou's furious roar in the recording.
—This calligraphy was given to me by you, which means you stole it. You can't escape it!
—You're the one who made me put my seal on that calligraphy.
Then I heard her say it herself.
"I told you to do it, and you did it? Master Wei Hou, by slandering me like this, are you already prepared to offend the Zhong family?"
My grandfather dotes on my cousin. Do you think he'll listen to your explanation if he sees you? Does he believe me or you?
Zhong Zhiwan stood at the corner of the stairs, her hands and feet icy cold.
The color drained completely from her face, and the intense shame and embarrassment almost made her cry.
Mrs. Zhong was both shocked and furious. She glared at the girl and yelled, "What are you doing? Take out your phone!"
Ying Zijing clenched her fist, and the phone naturally fell into her palm: "Madam Zhong, I didn't make it public for my grandfather's sake."
She tilted her head slightly, her low voice icy: "That doesn't mean you can mess with me."
Madam Zhong's face darkened.
When people get old, their greatest wish is to be surrounded by their children and grandchildren and enjoy their twilight years.
Grandpa Zhong was no exception.
After all, Zhong Zhiwan was someone he watched grow up. How could there be no affection between them after more than ten years of living together as grandfather and granddaughter?
Although Grandpa Zhong scolded Zhong Zhiwan last time, he was quite concerned about her health afterwards and even found a doctor to take a look at her.
Mrs. Zhong knew Mr. Zhong's temperament very well.
The old man always had a system of rewards and punishments. If someone did something wrong, even if it was his own son, he would still punish him without hesitation.
"Zhong Zhiwan!" Old Master Zhong was truly enraged now, and even more so, he couldn't believe it. "You stole your cousin's painting and gave it to Wei Hou?!"
“Grandpa…” Zhong Zhiwan’s eyes welled up with tears, her vision blurred. “Grandpa, I just… I just…”
It was just because of a little jealousy.
She had no other malicious intent.
"Shut up!" Old Master Zhong's chest heaved violently, clearly furious. "Now, immediately! Go to the attic and reflect on your actions. You may come out again when you realize your mistake!"
At this moment, Zhong Zhiwan's tears truly flowed, and she was quite surprised: "Grandpa?"
"Butler!" Old Master Zhong didn't even look at him. He roared, "Take the young lady to the attic."
Zhong Zhiwan tried to argue, but was "invited" away by the housekeeper.
"And you!" Old Master Zhong turned his head again. "Don't think I can't see your little tricks in private. If you have time, give Wanwan a good talking-to. See what's been going on with her lately?"
Mrs. Zhong's face stiffened, feeling both embarrassed and ashamed, her face burning with pain.
She had lost all her previous arrogance and lowered her head: "It's my fault, sir. I have indeed neglected to discipline Wanwan lately."
"I don't want to hear this kind of polite nonsense." Old Master Zhong was still furious. "If a daughter is not taught properly, it is the mother's fault. Apologize to Zijing!"
Madam Zhong's expression changed again.
She's been married into the Zhong family for so many years, when has she ever been forced to apologize?
The person he apologized to was an adopted daughter of humble origins.
Mrs. Zhong gritted her teeth, barely uttering the words "I'm sorry," and, unable to bear it any longer, hurried upstairs, lifting her skirt.
"Zijin, your grandfather is ashamed." Grandpa Zhong took a deep breath. "I never expected Wanwan to do such a thing. It's my fault for not teaching her well."
“It’s not your fault.” Ying Zijing’s expression relaxed as she handed over a cup. “Grandpa, have some water.”
After finishing his drink, Grandpa Zhong forgot what he was going to say.
"Grandpa, I'm going back to my dad's place now." Ying Zijing nodded slightly. "I'll come to see you anytime."
It was also thanks to Zhong Zhiwan that Grandpa Zhong was able to release all the pent-up energy in his body.
With the addition of medication, Grandpa Zhong's health was completely restored.
"Alright, alright." Grandpa Zhong immediately lost his temper and smiled, "Zijin, your father..."
She didn't continue the conversation, but changed the subject: "If you need anything, remember to tell Grandpa."
After Ying Zijin left, Grandpa Zhong drank another glass of water and muttered something to himself.
That's strange.
He felt much lighter after venting his anger.
Grandpa Zhong scratched his head, unable to come up with a reasonable explanation, and then leisurely went to water the flowers.
**
In the attic.
Zhong Zhiwan has been kneeling for an hour.
She frantically wiped away her tears, feeling utterly wronged.
In the end, nothing happened, right?
Moreover, Ying Zijin gained Sheng Qingtang's favor by stepping on Wei Hou.
Half an hour later, Mrs. Zhong came upstairs to bring Zhong Zhiwan some hot milk.
She placed the cup on the table, raised her hand, and slapped Zhong Zhiwan across the face, coldly asking, "Do you even know what you did wrong?"
Zhong Zhiwan covered her face, tears streaming down her face even more fiercely: "I shouldn't have been so blinded by greed."
"Smack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he received another slap across the face.
“You misspoke.” Madam Zhong shook her head, very disappointed. “Your mistake was that you didn’t clean up the mess and remove all traces, and the phone recording was also taken away.”
"His mistake was being jealous of an adopted daughter and lowering himself to do something against his own standards."
Zhong Zhiwan was stunned.
“Zhiwan, you are the young lady I have carefully raised. How can you be inferior to an adopted daughter?” Madam Zhong squatted down and sighed. “Your grandfather is right. You need to reflect on this.”
"Your opponents are the socialites in the capital, not that adopted daughter."
"She's not worth your time, understand?"
Zhong Zhiwan pursed her lips: "Mom, but what about Grandpa..."
“Your grandfather is old and senile now, and he’s been blinded by greed.” Madam Zhong suppressed her anger. “But you’re someone he watched grow up, so he can’t really punish you. Kneel for a little longer, and I’ll plead for you.”
Zhong Zhiwan responded sullenly.
"And another thing," Madam Zhong stood up, "your aunt doesn't want that adopted daughter to offend the young master of the Mu family, so she's having him come to stay with us next month."
"What does the Mu family in the capital represent, Zhiwan? I don't need to explain it to you, do I?"
Zhong Zhiwan wiped away her tears: "I know."
Madam Zhong was satisfied and left.
**
Within a few days, the students in Class 19 also learned about what Zhong Zhiwan had done.
They all agreed that on a dark and stormy night, they should put her in a sack and let Jiang Ran smash her head in.
"Father Ying, are you just going to let Zhong Zhiwan off like this?" Xiu Yu frowned. "If you ask me, we should put this recording on the school forum and let others see what kind of person she is."
Is this all? A goddess?
A bunch of boys are blind as dogs.
"No need." Ying Zijing lowered her head, still accepting the bounty mission from the NOK forum. "Ignore it."
She didn't care about Zhong Zhiwan's situation.
In the Zhong family, she only cares about Old Master Zhong.
"Tsk." Xiu Yu turned his head. "Jiang Ran, how about this, you go and give Zhong Zhiwan a good scolding and break her heart."
Jiang Ran's face darkened: "Are you crazy?"
Does he have the time for this?
Xiu Yu shrugged: "Father Ying, where should we eat today?"
After completing her last D-level mission, Ying Zijing looked up and said, "The cafeteria."
Upon hearing those two words, Jiang Ran stopped in his tracks as he was about to leave the school.
The younger brother bumped into his back and almost cried out in pain: "Brother Ran, why aren't you moving?"
Jiang Ran, with a sour face, followed behind Xiu Yu: "We're not going out. Let's go to the cafeteria."
Qingzhi Canteen offers all eight major Chinese cuisines, as well as Western food.
The food is cheap and tastes good, so most students, even the children of the four most prestigious families, eat in the cafeteria.
But Jiang Ran is excluded.
When Zhong Zhiwan saw Jiang Ran walk in, she paused for a moment, and her back straightened even more unconsciously.
But when he saw Ying Zijin, he frowned.
"Zhiwan, I've never seen anything like this before." The girl next to her exclaimed in surprise, "Jiang Ran actually came to eat in the cafeteria, but it's not surprising that Ying Zijing is here too."
Everyone knows that ever since Ying Zijing went to Class 19.
The male and female school bullies of Qingzhi were all following behind her.
Zhong Zhiwan pinched her palm with her fingernails and smiled faintly: "Her? She just likes to seduce men."
The girl was taken aback.
“At first, she hooked up with Teacher Ying’s fiancé, and then she got involved with Fu Yunshen.” Zhong Zhiwan said casually, “Now, she’s even after Jiang Ran.”
The girl didn't expect that after hearing this, she would immediately feel disgusted: "That's really hard to describe."
“There’s something even more disgusting.” Zhong Zhiwan put down her chopsticks. “You wouldn’t believe it, just a while ago, she…”
The rest of the sentence was left unsaid.
Zhong Zhiwan noticed that Ying Zijin glanced in her direction.
She looked up, wiped her lips with a tissue, and remained calm.
At such a distance, I couldn't hear what she was saying.
Even if she heard it, with so many people in the cafeteria, what could Ying Zijing do?
Zhong Zhiwan threw away the tissue and prepared to leave the cafeteria.
But she still hadn't stood up.
With a flick of the girl's slender fingers, the chopsticks flew out from between her fingers.
"Smack!"
It just abruptly inserted itself into the dining table in front of Zhong Zhiwan.
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(End of this chapter)
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