The voice on the other end of the phone was unfamiliar.
It was a man.
His tone was very polite and his voice was low.
"Hello, Sister Zijin. I'm sorry to disturb you at this time," he said. "I'm Ying Tianlu."
Ying Zijin tilted her head and said indifferently, "I'm not your sister."
Her words were filled with endless indifference.
There were no fluctuations in her emotions, nor was there any warmth.
It was hard to imagine what kind of suffering she had gone through to become like this.
Ying Tianlv, who had never known how to show mercy to a woman, felt his heart turn cold.
Although he had only met Ying Zijin once, she still smiled at him at that time.
Her smile wasn't big, but it was sincere.
Ying Tianlu was silent for a moment. "Sorry, I didn't mean to call you that."
He paused and continued, "I already know everything that mom did to you. I really didn't expect her to do such a thing."
"The damage has already been done. I know that it's useless to say anything. I'm not asking for your forgiveness. I just hope that I can give you some compensation."
At the dining table, Old Mr. Zhong glanced at Ying Tianlu.
After confirming that he was not in cahoots with Ying Zhenting and Zhong Manhua, he put on his reading glasses and took out his iPad to surf the Internet.
At the same time, Old Mr. Zhong was also hesitating whether he should tell Ying Tianlu the truth.
Ying Zijin told him that she had left the Family Ying and didn't want to be involved with anyone in the Family Ying.
He needed to respect her wishes.
Ying Tianlu was about to speak when he heard the girl's calm voice. "You don't have to compensate me. I'm fine, as long as you don't bother me."
"It's really my mom's fault for being too impulsive about the pink diamond." Ying Tianlu pressed his forehead and sighed. "I'm not pleading for her. She has done so many things. She should be detained for a few days to clear her head."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.
Ying Tianlu looked at the interface and smiled bitterly.
If he hadn't been using Old Mr. Zhong's phone, he probably wouldn't even be qualified to talk to Ying Zijin.
He really did not expect that Zhong Manhua would force Ying Zijin to donate blood to Ying Luwei 13 times within a year, regardless of whether she was willing or not.
Ying Tianlu massaged her temples and returned the phone to Old Mr. Zhong. "Grandpa, thank you."
"Okay." Old Mr. Zhong nodded. "Sit down and eat."
Ying Tianlu sat down and saw that Ying Yuexuan seemed to be in a daze. She called out, "Huahua, what are you thinking about?"
"Ah? Oh, oh. "Ying Yuexuan came back to her senses and sat down.
The maids served all the dishes. There were only three of them, so their appetites were not that big.
Ying Yuexuan was a little absent-minded as she ate. She kept eating the rice and did not touch the dishes.
It was not that she did not feel that Old Mr. Zhong was not as affectionate to her as before.
She could almost immediately tell that Old Mr. Zhong knew that she was not his biological granddaughter.
If that was not the case, Old Mr. Zhong would not treat her like this.
However, Zhong Manhua and Ying Zhenting had clearly agreed to keep it a secret from others.
How did Old Mr. Zhong find out?
"What's wrong?" Old Mr. Zhong put down his chopsticks. "Is it not to your taste?"
Ying Yuexuan shook her head. "No."
"Maybe she just came back from abroad and is not used to it." Ying Tianlu did not notice Ying Yuexuan's abnormality. He thought for a moment. "Grandpa, is Zijin still in Qing Zhi?"
"What do you want?" Old Mr. Zhong snorted. "I'm telling you, she doesn't want to see you. Don't disturb her."
"Grandpa, that's not what I meant." Ying Tianlu smiled helplessly. "Mom went too far. I have to make it up to her."
"There's no need for that." Old Mr. Zhong waved his hand. "Zijin told me that she will feel better if she doesn't see you."
Ying Yuexuan did not say anything. She was still eating with her head down. She was a little ashamed of her thoughts just now.
Ying Zijin was the real daughter of the Ying family. She was just a dove that had taken over the magpie's nest.
How could she have such thoughts? It was so wrong of her.
Ying Yuexuan looked up. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother."
Ying Tianlu was thinking of a solution. He turned his head when he heard her. "What's wrong?"
"Actually, I …" Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips. "It's nothing. My stomach just doesn't feel well. I need to go to the bathroom."
She swallowed back the words "I'm not your biological sister".
She was afraid that Ying Tianlu would not be so nice to her if he knew.
**
On the other side.
Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows and said, "Your brother?"
Ying Zijin imitated him and leaned against the railing, looking up at the sky. She looked quite lazy.
The sun shone on her almost transparent skin and covered it with a faint layer of gold.
"Yes." She placed the cards in front of him. "Pick a card, Brother."
Fu Yunshen's hand paused.
Her voice was monotonous. It was still as cold as usual, as if she was just casually kicking him.
But it was like a feather, floating around his heart and plucking at his heartstrings.
A breeze seemed to blow past his ears, bringing with it a slight flow of air. It made him feel numb and itchy.
This was the first time she had called him that officially.
It was extremely lethal.
Fu Yunshen clenched his fist and coughed twice. "Yaoyao, you're too much."
"Too much?" Ying Zijin turned her head and pondered for two seconds. She understood. "You can't."
“？”
"You can't do it just because I called you that. You can't do it in the future."
Fu Yunshen's eyes gradually darkened. His eyes were as deep as the sea. "In the future?"
"Yes, it depends on my mood. I might call you that again in the future. You have to get used to it." Ying Zijin did not say anything else. "Pick a card."
"…"
Fu Yunshen pressed his head and realized that he and the child's brain circuits were not on the same line.
He was beastly.
He raised his hand and picked three cards.
After Ying Zijin turned over the cards, she fell into silence for the first time.
Even when she was calculating the whereabouts of Norton, she did not feel any resistance.
But this time, when she was calculating the small matters of Fu Yunshen, there was a lot of resistance.
Fu Yunshen looked at the three blank cards in her hand and raised his eyebrows. "Yaoyao, where did you buy them online? You've been cheated. He didn't even draw a picture for you."
Ying Zijin put away the cards expressionlessly. "Forget it."
"Yes?"
"Don't talk to me. I don't want to talk to you now."
"…"
**
After the College Entrance Examination, the first and second year of high school had their final exams.
After the exams, the summer vacation officially began.
But because they were going to be in the third year of high school, the second year of high school had to make up for another month of classes.
This time, because Ying Zijin was not in the final exam, the results of the elite class were changed.
Zhong Zhiwan also returned to the first place of the grade.
However, the attention she received was much less than usual. Basically, the campus forum was discussing Ying Yuexuan, who had just returned, and Ying Zijin, who had been sitting on the throne for a long time.
"Papa YIng, a lot of people are guessing why you didn't take the exam." Xiu Yu looked at the post. "Tsk, there are actually people who think you cheated. I think they're all in the memory of a fish and forgot about the public Q&A."
Jiang Ran took a sip of coke and sneered. "If anyone doubts, then put them in a sack and beat them up."
Ying Zijin looked up. "Feet."
Jiang Ran shut up.
He did not know what his mother said to their class president, which caused him to be controlled tightly.
"Papa YIng, what are you doing?" Xiu Yu came over. "Drawing?"
"Yes." Ying Zijin nodded. "Designing."
She had nothing to do, so she designed a few clothes for a clothing company under First Light Media and sent them to a design competition in Continent O.
Anyway, she could make money.
"In the past, I really didn't believe that anyone could be omnipotent, until I met Papa YIng." Xiu Yu sighed. "Why is there such a big gap between people?"
Ying Zijin casually drew with a pen and said casually, "If I give you 300 years to learn, you'll know how to do it."
"…" Xiu Yu choked. "No, no, I still want to be reincarnated."
Originally, she did not have a good impression of tutoring, but of course, she was happy to come to school with Ying Zijin.
Xiu Yu seemed to have thought of something. She turned her head and looked at Jiang Ran. "Shouldn't you go back to the capital?"
"No." Jiang Ran leaned on the table and was very annoyed. "Let's talk about it next year."
The capital was so chaotic. It was not as peaceful as here.
He could not help much even if he went back.
**
After class, Ying Zijin went to see Old Mr. Zhong.
Old Mr. Zhong also remembered something important. "Zijin, I don't think Tianlu is that kind of person. Do you think we should tell him about it?"
"No need." Ying Zijin held the pen and did not look up. "There's no need."
It was difficult to get rid of it decisively, but it was easy to get involved.
If she accepted Ying Tianlu's compensation, she and Family Ying would have karma again.
"Okay." Old Mr. Zhong sighed. "Don't interfere in their family matters anymore. Tianlu is a good child."
Ying Zijin stayed with Old Mr. Zhong for two hours and finished a draft.
She picked it up and looked at it under the light. She felt that it was quite ugly.
She crumpled the paper, threw it into the trash can, and left the study.
Zhong Zhiwan only dared to come in after Ying Zijin left.
During this period of time, she did not dare to cause any trouble. She was focused on pleasing Old Mr. Zhong. She also rushed to do the servant's work. Finally, Old Mr. Zhong's attitude towards her warmed up.
"Grandpa, your trash is full. I'll help you take out the trash."
Old Mr. Zhong responded indifferently.
Zhong Zhiwan pursed her lips and walked to the trash can. She squatted down and was about to pick up the bag when she noticed a crumpled piece of paper.
She glanced at it and saw a scrap of paper.
----- Digression —
The author's assistant suddenly reminded me that it was the third anniversary of my entry. In the blink of an eye, I had been writing for three years.
Three years of 6.72 million words. It was enough to prove that I was a highly productive person. Author!
Thank you for your support along the way, especially the babies who have been following me since the first book. I love you guys so much ~
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