The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13: 011 Fu Yunshen: I have kidney deficiency?

Editor: Henyee Translations

The incident with Jiang Moyuan was a warning from the past.

The only thing to be thankful for was that not everyone knew about it, and neither Jiang Moyuan nor Ying Luwei made a fuss. Otherwise, it’s hard to say how the other three wealthy families and the smaller clans of Shanghai City might have sneered behind their backs.

Ever since the true daughter was brought back home, the Ying Family has never had peace.

Zhong Manhua’s expression turned cold, “That’s true, had you not mentioned it, I would have forgotten; let’s have Chen Zhou stay at the Zhong Family’s house instead.”

She absolutely would not allow such an incident to happen again, tarnishing the Ying Family’s reputation. There would be no place for her to save face.

It seemed she needed to hire a few more tutors to teach Ying Zijin the proper manners and the tea ceremony and flower arranging that the daughters of wealth and nobility should know.

Zhong Manhua began to make calls to the Zhong Family, “Mm, yes, Chen Zhou will be staying with you, third brother. Zhiwan is the same age as him, so they can take care of each other…”

Seeing that Zhong Manhua had changed her mind, the butler finally relieved, went upstairs to call someone.

**

In the bedroom on the third floor.

The girl was sound asleep in bed, her sleeping position anything but steady, curled up and wrapped in a blanket like a pufferfish.

A pair of slender legs were half-exposed to the air, her skin as white as cold porcelain under the sunlight shining through the window.

Suddenly—

“Ding dong.”

“Ding dong ding dong!”

The phone under the pillow started ringing frantically, vibrating non-stop.

Ying Zijin pressed her head, feeling somewhat irritated.

She opened her eyes, turned over, took out her phone, and opened an app called “Weibo.”

It took dozens of seconds to load, and the inbox was filled with red dots.

The girl looked down, her cold eyes showing signs of impatience.

At the very top of the Weibo homepage was a post that Ying Luwei had just made at half past eleven, tagging her in it.

Within just a few minutes, it had been shared thousands of times.

[ @YingLuweiV: Thank you everyone for your concern [heart], I have recovered now. I came here specially to give everyone an update. I owe a lot to @YingZijin this time, so I want to say sorry to Xiao Jin here. Your aunty was too careless and hurt herself, and then you had to give so much blood for your aunty. If you blame your aunty, I can understand, but I just hope that you won’t run off in a huff next time. Everyone is really worried about you. ]

Ying Luwei is a famous pianist from Hua Country, beautiful in appearance.

With a noble status and from a prestigious family, she also has a fiance who dotes on and loves her, well-matched in social status.

Such a life-winning scenario is something people can’t even envy.

Moreover, she is personable, so she is quite popular online with over forty million followers, even more popular than some second-tier celebrities.

After this Weibo post was released, the topic #YingLuweiRecovered quickly climbed to the hot search list and was still rapidly rising.

Every comment under the Weibo post was from fans offering encouragement and comfort.

[ Sister, rest well, we are all still waiting for your concert. ]

[ Our Luwei is truly kind-hearted and beautiful. She even comforts the child when she’s hurt. ]

[ Luwei is just like a little fairy. Every time I listen to Luwei play piano music, no matter how upset I feel, I can calm down. ]

Ying Zijin was uninterested in all this; she glanced over it, ready to uninstall Weibo and go back to sleep.

But before she could exit, her phone “ding-donged” with another series of sounds.

It was from the private message inbox, from messages by people she hadn’t followed.

[ Why did you run? Luwei was so worried about you, just let her rest easy. ]