"…"
As soon as she said that, the whole living room went silent for a moment.
Mrs. Zhong, who was in the kitchen, leaned in and scolded Old Mr. Zhong before he could say anything. "Wanwan, don't talk nonsense."
Then she said to Zhong Manhua, "Wanwan is talking nonsense. Don't take it to heart."
Zhong Manhua forced a smile. "Third Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? Wanwan is so well-behaved."
However, her heart was pounding non-stop.
At that time, Mrs. Mu was there, so she didn't ask about it in detail. She only knew that Ying Zijin hit someone.
After that, she didn't receive any more calls, so she forgot about it.
If Ying Zijin was really fired, how could she show her face?
Old Mr. Zhong didn't say anything. He put on his reading glasses, picked up his phone, and said slowly, "I'll call Qing Zhi."
"Dad, don't worry about it." Zhong Manhua didn't want to embarrass herself, so she lowered her voice. "Let me do it."
"Do you think I don't know how stubborn you are?" Old Mr. Zhong waved his hand. "You do it. I'm afraid you'll scold the child first."
Zhong Manhua was embarrassed and angry. "Dad, what are you talking about?"
Old Mr. Zhong ignored her. He found the number of the teacher in charge of the Elite Class and called her.
The call was quickly connected.
"Hello, Mr. Zhong. I'm Zijin's grandfather. I want to ask about Zijin today. She …"
Listening to Old Mr. Zhong and Mr. Xu's conversation, Zhong Zhiwan tightened her grip on the cup.
Given what Ying Zijin had done this morning, she would definitely be fired if no one did anything about it.
Even if Old Mr. Zhong went now, it would be too late.
She really couldn't understand why her grandfather was so nice to an adopted daughter. No matter how successful the illegitimate children of the Zhong family were, they couldn't soften Old Mr. Zhong's heart at all.
What right did an adopted daughter who didn't know anything have?
"What?!" As Old Mr. Zhong spoke, his expression suddenly changed. "Okay, okay, okay. I understand. Thank you, teacher."
Zhong Manhua could not sit still. She was extremely anxious.
When Old Mr. Zhong finally hung up, she said, "Dad, it's my fault for not teaching her properly. Don't worry, I'll …"
Old Mr. Zhong interrupted her. "What did you do this morning?"
Zhong Manhua was stunned. "Mrs. Mu and I were having morning tea at the old mansion to discuss some matters. Dad, why are you asking about this …"
"You have time to drink tea, but no time to go to school?" Old Mr. Zhong was furious. "Do you know how much Zijin has suffered at school? You didn't even ask what had happened and you immediately assumed that it was her fault? You don't want to go because you feel embarrassed? "
"If it had not been for that brat from the Fu family, Zijin would have been fired. You are her mother, are you just a decoration? Huh?! "
"I'm more useful than you even if I gave birth to a vase!"
Zhong Manhua was stunned by the scolding and her face turned red.
Zhong Zhiwan was slightly shocked.
Ying Zijin was not fired?
Or did Fu Yunshen help her?
Zhong Zhiwan pursed his lips. He was in a bad mood.
"You don't believe your daughter? What kind of mother are you?" Old Mr. Zhong was very angry. "When Zijin comes later, apologize to her."
Zhong Manhua suddenly looked up. "Dad!"
Old Mr. Zhong did not look at her. He turned around and dialed another number.
**
When Ying Zijin received the call, she had just finished a new round of physiotherapy for Wen Fengmian.
She glanced at the caller ID and picked up the call. Her tone was gentle. "Yes, I'm free tonight. Okay, I'll come and see you later."
"What's wrong?" Wen Fengmian was worried. "Is it about Family Ying?"
"No." Ying Zijin pressed his shoulder. "I'll come back tomorrow. Dad, remember to take your medicine on time."
"Yaoyao, don't tire yourself out." Wen Fengmian wanted to say something but stopped. "Dad is still young. Take care of yourself. Don't buy any medicine. Eat something good for yourself."
As a parent, he always thought of his child.
"Don't worry about that." Ying Zijin peeled a piece of chocolate. "I won't mistreat myself when it comes to food."
It was true that she was short of money.
Money could be earned again, but she could not miss out on good food.
"Be careful." Wen Fengmian saw her out and reminded her. "Take care of yourself. Don't get into conflict with your classmates in school. You can ask Yuyu to help you with your studies. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Ying Zijin nodded and waved lazily. She picked up her bag and left.
Forty minutes later, she arrived at the Zhong family's old mansion.
The old mansion of the four wealthy families happened to be located in the four directions of Hu City. Usually, it was quite far away from each other.
"Hey … Zijin, come here." Old Mr. Zhong was very happy to finally see her. He waved at her. "Let Grandpa see if you've lost weight recently."
Ying Zijin paused for a moment before walking over. "Grandpa."
"You've lost some weight." Old Mr. Zhong touched his chin and reluctantly said, "But you've become prettier. That's good. Grandpa will buy you some clothes later. It's not good to wear black all the time."
Ying Zijin nodded.
"Sit, sit," Old Mr. Zhong patted the seat next to him. "I've stewed black chicken soup today. It's good for your health."
With Old Mr. Zhong's permission, the servants served the food and everyone else sat down.
Zhong Zhiwan pinched her chopsticks. She had no appetite at all. She was flustered.
Old Mr. Zhong glanced at Zhong Manhua indifferently. He was not angry.
Zhong Manhua suppressed her anger and could only force herself to apologize.
However, the girl did not even look at her. It was as if she did not hear her. She was eating the Golden Sand Corn very seriously.
Zhong Manhua's face was livid.
She was not going to give her a way out in front of so many people.
"You like this?" Old Mr. Zhong noticed. "Ask them to make another plate."
Ying Zijin shook her head slightly. "It's okay, Grandpa. I can't eat that much."
Old Mr. Zhong was afraid that she would be too polite. He only said, "Just tell me what you like. We're waiting in the kitchen."
Zhong Zhiwan could not stand it anymore. She stood up and said coldly, "Grandpa, I'm full. I'm going back to my room."
Old Mr. Zhong nodded and did not say anything.
Zhong Zhiwan held her breath and went upstairs.
Mrs. Zhong understood her daughter well. She smiled and said, "Old Mr. Zhong, the Elite Class has been very heavy recently. Wanwan is going back to study seriously. Don't blame her for not talking to you."
This sentence reminded Old Mr. Zhong. "Zijin, are you stressed about your studies? Do you want Wanwan to give you some tuition?"
Mrs. Zhong almost could not hold back her laughter.
Zhong Zhiwan was the top student in the grade. How could she have the time to give tuition to an adopted daughter?
"Thank you for your kindness, Grandpa." Ying Zijin leaned back in her chair. She looked lazy. "But I'm going to change classes."
"Change classes?" Old Mr. Zhong was stunned. "Why?"
Ying Zijin drank a mouthful of soup. "I don't want to stay here anymore. It's so annoying."
Zhong Manhua had been holding it in. Finally, she could not stand it anymore.
She slammed her chopsticks on the table and said angrily, "The Elite Class is the best class in Qing Zhi. Do you know how much effort it took for you to get into the Family Ying class with your grades?"
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