Chapter 189: 182 Seeing Zhong Zhiwan, Encountering the Principal Coming to Pick Up Someone Personally [3rd Update]
She neither left nor came closer, just stared at her.
Her eyes were not cloudy with age, but instead, were extremely clear, as if they saw right through something.
In almost an instant, Zhong Zhiwan’s heartbeat stopped.
Swiftly, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, and beads of sweat also appeared on her forehead.
Zhong Zhiwan’s heart churned wildly, and her face also lost its composure, turning pale as paper.
She forced a smile, one that was as ugly as a grimace, with a twisted mouth. Her voice was strained, “Grandpa… Grandpa.”
Old Master Zhong remained emotionless, his hands behind his back, he said indifferently, “Wanwan, come with me.”
Saying so, he proceeded upstairs first.
Zhong Zhiwan did not dare disobey; she pinched her fingers and quickly followed.
Her face was still hot and flushed, her mind somewhat foggy.
When had Old Master Zhong come back from the company?
And how much had he heard?
Zhong Zhiwan stole another glance at Old Master Zhong, noticed his calm demeanor, and her heart that had been in her throat eased slightly.
If Grandpa had really heard the words she said, wouldn’t he have exploded in anger?
However, as soon as she entered the uppermost attic, Zhong Zhiwan heard two words.
“Kneel.”
It was cold, devoid of any warmth.
Zhong Zhiwan’s complexion grew even paler, and she knelt uncontrollably.
Old Master Zhong had indeed heard everything!
Old Master Zhong then said, “Lift your head, look at the front.”
Zhong Zhiwan shivered with fear as she lifted her head, her body trembling.
But Old Master Zhong wasn’t looking at her. He pointed to the photo in front of them and said, “Looking at your grandmother’s picture, do you dare to repeat the words you just said?”
“Do you have the nerve to confess all that you have done during this time in front of your grandmother?!”
Zhong Zhiwan’s lips trembled, her words faltering, “Grandpa…”
Old Madam Zhong had passed away many years ago.
Old Master Zhong was busy with the company’s affairs, and her parents also had their own matters to attend to.
So before she started grade school at the age of six, she grew up beside Old Madam Zhong.
Old Madam Zhong was very good to her, always granting her wishes.
“Zhong Zhiwan, what did you say last time?” As he looked at Zhong Zhiwan curling in on herself, Old Master Zhong finally erupted with anger, “You later reflected with me, saying that it was only because of petty jealousy, that you have lost your head momentarily, and swore you’d never do it again.”
“What about now? Behind the scenes, you’ve been spreading malicious gossip about Zijin to outsiders, and all of it was sheer fabrication!”
“Have you lived up to the way I and your grandmother taught you?”
Zhong Zhiwan’s body shook again, and she dared not lift her head.
Because she knew Mu Chenzhou would not meddle in other people’s affairs, even less so speak up for Ying Zijin, that’s why she spoke with such confidence.
But other people were different.
Old Master Zhong knew the ins and outs of the situation and could tell at once she had done it on purpose.
She usually disguised herself well, but this time she had been caught red-handed.
Thinking back to the words he had just heard from her, Old Master Zhong was so angry that it pained his heart and filled him with rage, “Normally at school, are you also tarnishing Zijin’s reputation like this?!”
Zhong Zhiwan cried out, “I didn’t!”
School?
Almost the entire high school adored Ying Zijin, even calling her God Ying.
She found it laughable.
Look, how easy it was.
With just a pretty face and a top score on a mid-term exam, she won everyone’s hearts.
That included Old Master Zhong, and even the teachers.
“Grandpa, why are you only defending her?” Zhong Zhiwan cried unrestrained, her weeping growing louder, “Could it be that she matters to you more than I do?”
“Zhong Zhiwan, so this is what you think.” Old Master Zhong was utterly disappointed, “Ask yourself, what do you lack? In these past several years, whom did I cherish the most?”
Zhong Zhiwan bit her lip hard.
Yes, before, Old Master Zhong did favor her.
But last year end, after he met Ying Zijin, she was no longer the only favored one.
At that time, upon Old Master Zhong’s return, he didn’t look for her first but eagerly had Zhong Manhua bring Ying Zijin back.
She knew Ying Zijin had been forced to donate blood to Ying Luwei several times, but she didn’t tell Old Master Zhong.
Latterly, seeing Old Master Zhong treating Ying Zijin so well, surpassing her, was unbearable.
“Zhong Zhiwan, you will kneel for one full day and night,” Old Master Zhong had seen through Zhong Zhiwan’s true nature completely, “You should be thankful you’re my granddaughter; had you been my grandson, I would have already applied family discipline.”
Anyone in the Zhong Family who erred would be punished according to the family law.
Old Master Zhong left the attic and locked the door behind him.
Steward Zhong was present earlier, now he came over and said, “Master Zhong, before Miss Cousin returned, the older young miss was well-behaved in every aspect. How could…”
“It was my lack of foresight,” Old Master Zhong was exhausted, “In the critical years for shaping her character, I left her solely in her mother’s care.”
Lady Zhong was also skilled at pretense.
It took her more than three years to slip up in front of Old Master Zhong.
But by then, she had already given birth to Zhong Zhiwan; it wasn’t anything monstrous or outrageous, so it was impossible to kick her out of the Zhong Family.
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