The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181: 175 Slap in the Face Part 2, Emperor Ying Shows His Power【2 More Updates】

While the Mu family has a General’s Background, over the years, their business ventures have already propelled them to become the strongest commercial empire in the imperial capital.

Not to mention the four major noble families of Shanghai City, those business families in the imperial capital also have to build good relationships with the Mu family.

“You’re talking about Chen Zhou? Today he went to Verdant with Wanwan, said he wanted to look around the campus,” Madam Mu smiled, “You know how young people are, always active. We can’t really control them.”

“I see,” Zhong Manhua felt a bit uncomfortable, “Sister-in-law, thank you for taking care of everything these days. I am planning on bringing Chen Zhou back to the Ying Family.”

It was true that the Zhong Family was her maternal family, but since she had married into the Ying Family, she had to consider the Ying Family’s interests.

“Bring him back?” Lady Zhong’s face soured instantly, “Why suddenly take him back? Wasn’t it you who said that you were afraid the foster daughter would clash with Chen Zhou, and that’s why you sent him to the Zhong Family in the first place?”

Zhong Manhua felt embarrassed and awkward: “Zijin has already moved out, there is no more clashing.”

“Moved out?” Lady Zhong was surprised, “Isn’t she the one you brought over from the small county town? You actually let her move out?”

Zhong Manhua did not answer, merely saying, “Chen Zhou was personally handed over to me by Madam Mu, he should still be with the Ying Family.”

“Manhua, that’s not right of you,” Lady Zhong was also firm, “Xiao Xuan is overseas, and there is no one from the Ying Family close to Chen Zhou’s age. Do you want him to be bored and lonely all by himself?”

“I think it’s better this way. Let Wanwan be with her for now, and when Xiao Xuan comes back, then it wouldn’t be too late for Chen Zhou to go to the Ying Family.”

To have married into the Zhong Family, Lady Zhong was not someone to be trifled with.

A chance to get close to the Mu family had been handed to her by Zhong Manhua; how could she possibly let go?

Zhong Manhua opened her mouth but couldn’t think of a good reason, so she could only agree: “Alright then, Xiao Xuan will be back by mid-June, it’s not many days away.”

Lady Zhong frowned slightly.

So soon?

It’s already May 31st today.

Lady Zhong’s thoughts spun, and she had already made up her mind, then laughed again: “Alright, let’s do that.”

**

Noon.

During lunch, Wen Tinglan only ate rice, not touching the dishes even once.

It seemed he had once again retreated into his protective shell, refusing to communicate with the outside world.

Wen Tinglan’s mood had been off for the past couple of days, and even though he tried to hide it, it was impossible for Ying Zijin not to notice.

She had studied micro-expressions, and even if something flickered by in a fifth of a second, she could catch it.

“I’m fine,” Wen Tinglan said when she asked him about it, just gripping his chopsticks tighter, “The college entrance exam is near, and I’m under a lot of pressure.”

Ying Zijin went silent for a moment.

Although Wen Tinglan had almost fully recovered, he still habitually isolated his emotions, unwilling to talk about anything.

That time when she was bitten by a snake, Wen Tinglan semi-carried her to the hospital, severely spraining his own ankle in the process, yet he never uttered a complaint.

“If there is anything, tell your sister,” Ying Zijin gave him an apple, “Keeping it to yourself is not good for your condition.”

“I really am fine,” Wen Tinglan lowered his head, “Sister, go rest. You’ve only just been in a car accident; I’m perfectly okay.”

Ying Zijin didn’t ask again; she knew persistence might be counterproductive.

She picked up her chopsticks and served him some dishes.

Then, after finishing a mouthful of rice, Wen Tinglan broke the silence, “Sis, are you really cutting ties with the Ying Family forever?”

“Yeah, no more,” Ying Zijin leaned back lazily in her chair, “I can be beaten up now.”

The young man’s expression slightly shattered.

“You reminded me,” Ying Zijin pondered, “Starting tomorrow, you’ll run five kilometers with me every day to get in shape.”

The young man’s expression completely broke.

He shouldn’t have spoken to his sister.

What bad luck.

**

Wen Tinglan returned to his class dispirited, took out the pillow and earplugs that Ying Zijin had prepared for him, and began his studies. _{ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com}

Ying Zijin stood outside the doorway of the Elite Class for a while before calling over the class president.

The class president, also a boy, was somewhat reserved, “Hello, Sister.”

Although the students in the third year of high school were all older than Ying Zijin, they got used to calling her sister following Wen Tinglan.

They also knew that in the midterms of second year, someone from the Elite Class had scored a full mark, an abnormal occurrence.

They were more than willing to call her grandma, not just sister, if they could learn something from her.

Ying Zijin glanced at Wen Tinglan and spoke softly, “Sorry to bother you, let’s talk over there.”

The class president scratched his head and followed her.

“Has something happened these past days?” Ying Zijin asked, “Xiao Lan seems off.”

“Sister, please don’t tell Tinglan that we told you.” The class president hesitated before speaking, “Sister, you know the school has three interview slots for Norton University, right?”

Ying Zijin nodded, “Go on.”