Zhong Zhiwan didn't look up or say anything, but she had been paying attention to Ying Zijin the whole time.
When Mrs. Zhong went to look for Ying Zijin, she also saw it.
She naturally knew that Mrs. Zhong was going to back her up and warn Ying Zijin.
After all, Ying Zijin was just an adopted daughter, and her status couldn't be compared to hers.
However, Zhong Zhiwan didn't expect that not only was Ying Zijin not threatened by Mrs. Zhong, but she also brought the fire to her.
Zhong Zhiwan didn't even have the ability to think, let alone stop her. Her mind was blank, and her ears were buzzing.
She listened to Wei Hou's angry roar in the recording.
"You gave me this calligraphy, which means you stole it. You can't run away!"
It was you who asked me to put my seal on that set of words.
She then heard herself say.
"I asked you to do it, and you did it? Master Wei Hou, are you ready to offend the Zhong family by slandering me like this? "
"My grandfather dotes on my cousin very much. Do you think he will listen to your explanation when he sees you? Will he believe me, or will he believe you? "
Zhong Zhiwan stood at the corner of the stairs, her hands and feet cold.
The blood drained from her face. The intense shame and embarrassment almost made her cry out loud.
Mrs. Zhong was shocked and angry. She suddenly looked at the girl and said, "What are you doing? Take out your phone! "
Ying Zijin's fingers clenched, and the phone naturally fell into her palm. "Mrs. Zhong, I didn't make it public because of Grandpa."
She tilted her head slightly, and her voice was low and cold. "It doesn't mean that you can provoke me."
Mrs. Zhong's face darkened.
When one was old, one's greatest wish was to have children and grandchildren to enjoy the rest of their lives.
Old Mr. Zhong was no exception.
After all, he had watched Zhong Zhiwan grow up by his side. How could he not have feelings for him after more than ten years of being grandfather and grandson?
Although Old Mr. Zhong had reprimanded Zhong Zhiwan last time, he was very concerned about her health after the incident. He had even found a doctor to take a look at her.
Mrs. Zhong knew Old Mr. Zhong's temperament very well.
The old man had always rewarded and punished. As long as someone did something wrong, even if it was his own son, he would still punish him.
"Zhong Zhiwan!" Old Mr. Zhong was really angry this time. He couldn't believe it. "You stole your cousin's painting and gave it to Wei Hou?!"
"Grandpa …" Zhong Zhiwan's eyes were misty with tears. "Grandpa, I just, just …"
It was just because of a little jealousy.
She didn't mean any harm.
"Shut up!" Old Mr. Zhong's chest heaved up and down violently. He was obviously very angry. "Now, immediately! Go to the attic and reflect on your actions. Come out only when you realize your mistake! "
This time, Zhong Zhiwan's tears really flowed out. She was stunned. "Grandpa?"
"Butler!" Old Mr. Zhong didn't even look at her. He shouted angrily, "Send Eldest Miss to the attic."
Zhong Zhiwan tried to refute but was "invited" away by the butler.
"And you!" Old Mr. Zhong turned his head again. "Don't think that I don't know what you've been up to in private. If you have the time, educate Wanwan properly. Look at her, what's wrong with her recently?"
Mrs. Zhong's face was stiff. She was embarrassed and embarrassed. Her face was burning with pain.
She was no longer as arrogant as before. She lowered her head. "It's my fault, Old Mr. Zhong. I've neglected to discipline Wanwan recently."
"I don't want to listen to such polite nonsense." Old Mr. Zhong was still angry. "It's the mother's fault for not disciplining her daughter. Apologize to Zijin!"
Mrs. Zhong's expression changed again.
She had been married into the Zhong family for so many years. When had she ever been forced to apologize?
The person she had to apologize to was a lowly adopted daughter.
Mrs. Zhong gritted her teeth. "I'm sorry." The three words were as soft as a mosquito's fly. She was too embarrassed to stay any longer. She lifted her skirt and hurried upstairs.
"Zijin, Grandpa is ashamed." Old Mr. Zhong took a deep breath. "I didn't expect Wanwan to do such a thing. I didn't teach her well."
"It's not your fault." Ying Zijin's eyebrows relaxed. She brought a cup over. "Grandpa, have some water."
After Old Mr. Zhong drank the water, he forgot what he wanted to say.
"Grandpa, I'll go back to my father's place first." Ying Zijin nodded slightly. "I'll come to see you anytime."
Thanks to Zhong Zhiwan, Old Mr. Zhong was able to release all the pent-up anger in his body.
She also took some pills to nourish Old Mr. Zhong's body.
"Okay, okay, okay." Old Mr. Zhong immediately calmed down. He smiled. "Zijin, your father …"
He didn't continue. Instead, he changed the topic. "Remember to tell Grandpa if you need anything."
After Ying Zijin left, Old Mr. Zhong drank another cup of water and muttered.
How strange.
Why did he feel that his body was much more relaxed after he vented his anger?
Old Mr. Zhong scratched his head. He couldn't think of a reason, so he leisurely went to water the flowers.
**
In the attic.
Zhong Zhiwan had been kneeling for an hour.
She desperately wiped her tears. She felt so wronged.
Didn't nothing happen in the end?
Moreover, Ying Zijin even stepped on Wei Hou to gain the recognition of Shengqing Hall.
After another half an hour, Mrs. Zhong came up to Zhong Zhiwan to bring hot milk.
She put the cup on the table, raised her hand, and slapped Zhong Zhiwan. She said coldly, "Do you know what you did wrong?"
Zhong Zhiwan covered his face. His tears flowed even harder. "I shouldn't have been blinded by greed."
"Slap!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he received another slap on his face.
"You were wrong." Mrs. Zhong shook her head in disappointment. "You were wrong for not cleaning up and removing all traces. You even took away the call recording."
"And you were wrong for being jealous of an adopted daughter. You lowered your status and made a move."
Zhong Zhiwan was stunned.
"Zhiwan, you're the eldest daughter I've carefully raised. How can you be worse than an adopted daughter?" Mrs. Zhong half-squatted and sighed. "Your grandfather is right. You need to reflect."
"Your opponents are the socialites in the capital, not that adopted daughter."
"She's not worth you taking seriously. Do you understand?"
Zhong Zhiwan pursed his lips. "Mom, but Grandpa …"
"Your grandfather is old and muddle-headed. He's been blinded." Mrs. Zhong suppressed her anger. "But he watched you grow up. He can't really punish you. Kneel for a while longer. I'll go plead for leniency."
Zhong Zhiwan replied sullenly.
"There's more." Mrs. Zhong stood up. "Your aunt doesn't want that adopted daughter to offend Young Master Family Mu. So, she asked him to come and live with us next month."
"Zhiwan, I don't need to say more about what Family Mu in the capital represents, right?"
Zhong Zhiwan wiped his tears. "I know."
Mrs. Zhong was satisfied and went out.
**
A few days later, the students of Class 19 learned about what Zhong Zhiwan had done.
They all agreed that they should put her in a sack on a dark and windy night and let Jiang Ran blow her head off.
"Papa YIng, are you going to let Zhong Zhiwan go just like that?" Xiu Yu frowned. "If you ask me, you should post this recording on the school forum and let others see what kind of person she is."
She was a goddess?
The group of boys were blind.
"No need." Ying Zijin lowered her head. She was still accepting the reward task on the NOK forum. "I don't care."
She didn't care about Zhong Zhiwan.
In the Zhong family, she only cared about Old Mr. Zhong.
"Tsk." Xiu Yu turned her head. "Jiang Ran, why don't you go and scold Zhong Zhiwan and break her heart?"
Jiang Ran's face darkened. "Are you crazy?"
Did he have the time to do that?
Xiu Yu shrugged. "Papa YIng, where are we going to eat today?"
After Ying Zijin completed the last D-level task, she looked up. "The cafeteria."
Jiang Ran was about to leave the school when he heard these two words, but he stopped.
His underling bumped into his back and almost cried in pain. "Brother Ran, why aren't you leaving?"
Jiang Ran followed Xiu Yu with a sour face. "I'm not going out. Let's go to the cafeteria."
Qing Zhi's cafeteria had the eight major cuisines of Hua and Western food.
The food was cheap and tasted good, so students basically ate in the cafeteria, even the children of the four wealthy families.
But Jiang Ran was not included.
When Zhong Zhiwan saw Jiang Ran walk in, he paused and subconsciously straightened his back.
But when he saw Ying Zijin, he frowned.
"Zhiwan, you've lived a long life." The girl next to him was surprised. "Jiang Ran actually came to the cafeteria to eat, but it's not strange that Ying Zijin is also here."
Everyone knew that ever since Ying Zijin went to Class 19.
Qing Zhi's male and female school bullies followed behind her.
Zhong Zhiwan's nails pinched his palms and he smiled faintly. "She, she just likes to seduce men."
The girl was stunned.
"In the beginning, she seduced Teacher Ying's fiancé, and then she seduced Fu Yunshen." Zhong Zhiwan said casually, "Now, she won't even let Jiang Ran go."
The girl didn't expect this. After hearing this, she immediately felt disgusted. "That's quite a long story."
"There's something even more disgusting." Zhong Zhiwan put down his chopsticks. "You don't know, just a while ago, she …"
He couldn't finish his sentence.
Because Zhong Zhiwan noticed that Ying Zijin glanced in her direction.
She raised her head and wiped her lips with a tissue. She was very calm.
At such a distance, he couldn't hear what she said.
Even if she heard it, there were so many people in the cafeteria. What could Ying Zijin do?
Zhong Zhiwan threw away the tissue and prepared to leave the cafeteria.
But she hadn't stood up yet.
The girl's slender fingers turned, and the chopsticks between her fingers flew out.
"Bang!"
They were forcefully inserted into the dining table in front of Zhong Zhiwan.
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