The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180: 174 Mu Heqing: I’m here to pick up Xiao Ying [1 update]

Ying Zhenting didn’t feel there was anything wrong with what he had done.

In his opinion, children should listen to their parents.

If he, as a father, couldn’t even control his daughter, that would be a dereliction of duty.

Five million was quite a lot, Ying Zijin hadn’t seen that much money in her year with the Ying Family.

If it weren’t for the sake of Ying Corporation, he wouldn’t have taken it out.

Where else are there parents who beg their children?

Zhong Manhua was assertive, but Ying Zhenting was even more domineering.

She had always been in charge of domestic matters, but now that Ying Zhenting had spoken, she didn’t have the heart to stop him and couldn’t let Ying Zhenting lose face.

“No need,” Ying Zijin stood up, not even glancing at the check, her expression indifferent, “I’m leaving now. No need to see me out.”

“…”

Just six words quieted the entire private room.

Zhong Manhua’s ears buzzed, astonished, “Zijin, what did you say?”

“You think it’s too little?” Ying Zhenting frowned deeply, his voice growing cold, “In the Ying Family, you should have corrected those greedy little habits of yours.”

Ying Zijin ignored him and looked toward Zhong Manhua, “It seems you haven’t told him.”

Zhong Manhua’s body shook, and her complexion turned paler bit by bit.

Ying Zhenting keenly sensed something was amiss, but all he wanted now was to establish an elder’s authority, his expression even colder, “That’s your mother. Are you not even calling her mom anymore?”

“Madam Ying, Mr. Ying, you really are something,” Ying Zijin nodded slightly, “I don’t like to talk. This must be the longest speech I’ve given in my life.”

“I never wanted to return to the Ying Family. It was you who, against my will, threatened my father and brother, forcibly transferred my household registration, and took away my ID card.”

“It was also you who made me donate blood to Ying Luwei, used me as a living blood bank, without ever considering that extracting blood from a person too many times could be fatal.”

If she hadn’t woken up in time, she really would have died.

The girl spoke lightly, as if these matters had nothing to do with her, her detachment like that of a heartless stone.

“At a banquet last summer, Madam Ying, to keep me from embarrassing her, specifically sent me a glass of juice laced with sleeping pills.”

Zhong Manhua’s mind went blank, all strength drained from her body.

She stared blankly at the girl, her lips quivering slightly, “How did you know, I clearly…”

She had clearly washed the glass clean and eliminated any other traces.

Moreover, she had specifically consulted the family doctor about the dosage, which would definitely not harm the body but only cause someone to sleep for a while.

Having these things laid bare like this was more than she could bear.

Ying Zhenting wasn’t aware of this incident; he was on a business trip at the time.

He did know about that banquet, which was held by a Shanghai City family clan. Although they were not as prominent as the Four major noble families, they were still a major clan.

Looking at Zhong Manhua’s ghastly pale face, Ying Zhenting scolded, “Your mother did that for your own good. If you had learned proper etiquette, wouldn’t she have let you go?”

“That’s all I have to say,” Ying Zijin yawned, turned her head, and smiled faintly, “Having parents like you, I only feel nauseous.”

“And please remember, my Ying is not your Ying.”

She was originally surnamed Ying, and had nothing to do with the Ying Family.

Furthermore, her name was not only given by Wen Fengmian, her best friend had also named her.

She won’t give it away.

“Good, very good.” Elderly dignity seriously provoked, Ying Zhenting laughed in anger, “Then I’d really like to see how you’ll live without the Ying Family!”

“Since you want to leave, then leave behind the bank cards the Ying Family gave you and the clothes your mother bought for you.”

Finally, Ying Zijin looked at him, “You gave me a card?”

Zhong Manhua felt even more embarrassed, whispering, “Zhenting, I forgot to buy clothes, they, they are all leftovers from Xiao Xuan.”

As if slapped publicly, Ying Zhenting’s face stiffened.

Zhong Manhua pursed her lips, for the first time speaking kindly and persuasively, “Zijin, don’t be willful. Mom has said, your treatment in the Ying Family won’t be bad. Where else could you go back to?”

“Back to Qingshui County? That place is poor and backward, plus your foster father is so ill, how could he afford your education? Listen to your dad and come back home.”

Once the cause was severed, nothing remained.

Ying Zijin pushed back her chair and walked out.

Zhong Manhua was anxious and angry, feeling humiliated, and stood up to chase after her.

“Let her go,” Ying Zhenting blocked her, “It’s just a tantrum from running away from home. When she has no financial support, she’ll come back.”

“Zhenting, there’s something I haven’t told you,” Zhong Manhua spoke even lower, “Zijin… she already moved out three months ago, and I haven’t given her any money.”

Ying Zhenting’s brow furrowed, “Why didn’t you tell me this kind of thing earlier?”

“I…”

“Enough, stop talking.” Ying Zhenting stood up, strode out, and caught up with the girl.

But before he could say anything to retain her.

“Crack—”

With a jarring noise, a glossy black Maybach pulled up at the entrance of the café.

The passenger side window rolled down.

Mu Heqing beckoned, “Xiao Ying, get in.”