Ying Luwei, this bright boy, attracted everyone's attention.
Fu Yunshen was still leaning sideways against the counter. He tilted his head slightly to glance at what was said.
The light in peach blossom eyes is hazy, deep and moving.
He withdrew his gaze again and glanced at the phone screen.
On the screen is the text message that was just sent.
[Young Master, the Jiang family has announced the cancellation of the engagement to the entire city of Shanghai. 】
Xiu Yu was talking about this matter as well. She sighed and said, "I thought Jiang Moyuan was such an affectionate man, but it turns out that this really proves the old saying that 'husband and wife are birds of the same forest, but when disaster strikes, they fly away separately'."
"Haha." Jiang Ran sneered, "Then you are really deceived by his superficial appearance. He is the son of that old woman. He is a heartless person."
Not to mention the younger brother, even Xiu Yu heard Jiang Ran mention the Jiang family for the first time: "You mean, your grandfather married a second wife not long after your grandmother passed away?"
Mr. Jiang has three wives, which is an ordinary figure among wealthy families.
The first wife was beautiful but unlucky. She died of illness just a few days after marrying into the Jiang family and left no children.
His second wife was Jiang Huaping's mother, but she also passed away when Jiang Huaping was in his teens.
When Mr. Jiang married his third wife, he was over 40 years old, and his third wife was less than 20 years old.
This third wife, now Madam Jiang, gave birth to Jiang Moyuan.
"What a vixen." Jiang Ran's voice was filled with irritation, "Otherwise, my grandma wouldn't have died."
Xiu Yu was sensitive and didn't ask any further questions.
As for Jiang Ran and Jiang Huaping, the Jiang family can no longer control them.
With their power in the imperial capital, they can easily kill a few members of the Jiang family.
I thought today's celebration party would be peaceful.
But what no one expected was that because of a position near Ying Zijin, the two sides started fighting again.
"Go away, you fuzzy blond foreigner." Sheng Qingtang held Berg tightly with one hand and tried to squeeze into the seat. "You all have body odor. It's useless to spray cologne. Don't stink others."
"Bullshit, old boy!" Berg was furious. "You are an old man with no strength left. What are you trying to rob me of?"
"Oh, sorry." Sheng Qingtang grinned, "I just had my teeth fixed a while ago."
Ying Zijin: “…”
Class 19: “…”
So this is a game of musical chairs?
Mr. Zhong let out a long sigh and was happy.
Fortunately, he didn't have to fight for a seat as his granddaughter reserved one for him.
In the end, Sheng Qingtang and Berg blocked each other and the seat became vacant.
"Hmm?" After Fu Yunshen finished explaining to the waiter, he saw that there was an empty seat next to the girl. "Yaoyao even saved a seat for me? I'm really touched."
"No." Ying Zijin propped up her chin with her hand, looking lazy, "Didn't you see that your chair was taken away?"
Fu Yunshen slowly lowered his head and saw the chair carried by Sheng Qingtang: "..."
OK.
He shouldn't expect children not to say anything unkind.
"Old naughty boy, it's all your fault!" Berg was furious. "If it weren't for you, I would have been able to sit there."
"I don't care. If I can't sit, you can't sit either." Sheng Qingtang put down the chair and sat next to Berg. "I want to keep an eye on you."
"I think it's better if you two stop arguing." Zhuo Lanhan was also helpless, "The little girl knows how to do it anyway, so why not both of you go in."
Sheng Qingtang glared: "How can that be possible?"
"Okay, okay!" Berg was happy. "I brought the Honorary Professor Qualification Certificate from the Royal Academy of Art this time. As long as Master Ying signs it, it will be fine."
He couldn't win the fight even though he was on someone else's territory.
Sheng Qingtang only regretted that he didn't bring a watermelon, so he threw the watermelon at Berg.
——
A group of people in Han Pavilion were happily celebrating Ying Zijin's success, but Zhong Manhua had been sitting in the Ying family's old house for the whole day, looking dazed.
This shock made her mentally ill again, and she had hallucinations just like sixteen years ago.
Fortunately, she had some spare medicine, and after taking a few pills, she was able to calm down.
Zhong Manhua tried hard to suppress her inner anger: "The person hasn't come back yet?"
"Madam, Miss Lu Wei is on her way." The housekeeper was also trembling with fear today. "She hasn't been feeling well these past two days."
Zhong Manhua just wanted to sneer.
Feeling uncomfortable?
Isn't that all your own fault?
"Call again." Zhong Manhua said coldly, "I want to see her before six o'clock."
The butler quickly responded: "Yes."
At 5:56, Ying Luwei came back.
She was in no mood to be polite with Zhong Manhua at the moment, and her expression was very cold: "Sister-in-law, what do you want to talk to me about? I have something else to do, and time is too tight."
Ying Luwei had just finished speaking.
“Bang!”
A vase came flying towards her, only an inch away from her feet, and the fragments grazed her neck.
Ying Luwei was startled, but even more angry: "Sister-in-law, if you were sick, I would call a doctor for you. You called me back just to get angry with me?"
She has been spoiled by all the elders of the four wealthy families since she was a child. Who dares to bully her like this?
"Ying Luwei, I really want to kill you!" Zhong Manhua's voice was almost filled with tears, and her eyes were red. "Your elder brother and I have treated you well, how could you do such a thing? Are you worthy of us?!"
Ying Luwei's heart skipped a beat. She had a bad feeling and smiled, "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? When have I ever let you and brother down?"
"Look for yourself!" Zhong Manhua stood up and threw the letter in her face. "Why did you steal my daughter and throw her away 16 years ago?!"
boom!
These words were like thunder, and in an instant, Ying Luwei's mind was emptied.
She opened her eyes wide and looked at the papers falling from above her head, and her blood froze.
impossible.
How did Zhong Manhua know about this? !
The butler beside him was also shocked: "Miss Lu Wei?"
"You were only eight years old 16 years ago, eight years old!" Zhong Manhua cried, "How old was she then? She was less than one year old. How could you be so cruel to steal your blood relative and throw her away?"
"No... No!" Ying Luwei trembled all over and spoke incoherently, "It has nothing to do with me. I didn't do it. She crawled out by herself!"
"Yes, that's right. She crawled out by herself. What does it have to do with me?"
Zhong Manhua was so angry that she was shaking all over: "The evidence is irrefutable, and you are still trying to argue?"
Ying Luwei stared at the three names on a piece of paper, her nerves breaking down again: "It wasn't me, I told you it wasn't me!"
She suddenly screamed, pushed open the door and rushed out.
The butler turned around suddenly: "Madam?"
Zhong Manhua just waved her hand, looking very tired: "Wait for Zhen Ting to come back."
The housekeeper hesitated for a moment: "But if the old lady knew about this, then——"
His words were interrupted by a ringing telephone.
It's a landline.
Zhong Manhua didn't intend to answer the call, so the housekeeper stepped forward and answered: "Hello? What?!"
His face changed drastically and he turned around: “Madam, it’s the person who sent the letter.”
Zhong Manhua finally reacted and stood up abruptly: "Hey? What do you want?"
"I don't want anything." The voice on the phone couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman. "I'm just trying to help you find out something you can't find out otherwise."
Just one sentence made Zhong Manhua's face turn red.
If you say you really can't find it, that's impossible.
But the Ying family only investigated for two years and never investigated again.
Because at that time, the Ying family already had a new eldest daughter.
"Is it really just like that?" Zhong Manhua didn't believe it. "What benefits don't you want to get from the Ying family?"
"Haha." The voice on the phone laughed as if it heard something funny. "You Ying family are not worthy of giving us benefits, but I am quite curious."
"How does the Ying family plan to deal with this matter? Won't they give Miss Zijin an explanation?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Yes, the Ying family lost their eldest daughter, but they found her very quickly. We just don't know who lost her." Zhong Manhua tried to control her trembling voice. "Zijin is my adopted daughter. She has nothing to do with what happened 16 years ago. Don't go out and say anything nonsense."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, then he smiled again, this time with a much colder tone: "Very good, this is Madam Ying's choice."
"I hope you won't regret it."
——
The other side.
Ying Luwei returned to her apartment and saw the Weibo post from Jiang Group announcing the cancellation of the engagement.
In an instant, all emotions including fear, terror, humiliation, etc. rushed to her head along with the blood.
But Ying Luwei's expression was unusually calm.
She took out her cell phone and dialed a number: "Hello, it's me. I don't want her hand anymore. I want her life."
——
At eight o'clock.
A group of people came out of Han Pavilion.
Berg was very happy holding the qualification certificate signed by Ying Zijin.
"Little Miracle Doctor, why did you agree to him?" Sheng Qingtang was heartbroken. "Let me tell you, the people at the Royal Academy are not good people."
"It's okay." Ying Zijin yawned, "I don't have to do anything anyway."
Just signing my name.
Sheng Qingtang sighed and was about to say something.
A large truck was coming straight towards the girl at a very high speed.
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