how so?

Doesn’t Ying Zhenting love Zhong Manhua very much?

Why is there another woman outside?

There were bushes in the rooftop garden, so Ying Yuexuan squatted down.

She covered her mouth, not daring to utter a sound.

Ahead, Ying Zhenting was still talking to Jing Hongzhen.

"If she was not our daughter, why would I do so wholeheartedly for her?" Ying Zhenting suppressed his anger, "Don't you see that for Xiaoxuan, I even drove away my own daughter."

"Don't you want to take her back?" Jing Hongzhen said calmly, "You see how powerful she is now, so do you regret it?"

Ying Zhenting said nothing.

He couldn't refute this.

"Okay, I'm just here to ask." Jing Hongzhen laughed.

Ying Yuexuan hurriedly left for fear of being discovered.

As soon as I left the garden and went downstairs, I met Ying Zhenting's secretary.

She ignored the secretary and left quickly.

The secretary looked at Ying Yuexuan with more contempt and sneered: "I really think of myself as a young lady..."

A few minutes later, Ying Zhenting also came down.

The secretary straightened his posture immediately: "Mr. Ying, the eldest lady came up to see you just now. Didn't you see it? I saw that she left in a hurry. I wonder if something happened?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zhenting's face darkened.

He said, why did Jing Hongzhen come to him today? It must be because he knew that Ying Yuexuan would also come, and he deliberately wanted her to hear these words.

He asked the secretary and others not to come up, but as Ying Yuexuan is the eldest daughter of the Ying family, if she wanted to come up, the secretary would not stop her.

"I've seen you, nothing's wrong." Ying Zhenting said coldly, "Go and call the director of the financial department up. I have something to ask."

The secretary went down quickly.

After he went down, Jing Hongzhen came out of the garden on the roof of the building.

Ying Zhenting looked at her sharply.

"Don't worry, she can't tell your wife." Jing Hongzhen was in a good mood, "I'm leaving, and I won't show up again for at least three months."

**

the other side.

Ying Yuexuan returned to the Ying family's old house in a daze.

"Xiaoxuan, what's wrong?" Zhong Manhua saw that she looked wrong and was very concerned, "

"Mom." Ying Yuexuan's tears suddenly flowed out, and she choked with sobs, "Mom."

How could she be an illegitimate daughter?

Illegitimate girls in wealthy families are simply looked down upon by everyone.

"Xiaoxuan, don't cry." Zhong Manhua only thought that Ying Yuexuan was sad because her identity was exposed. "If Zijin doesn't come back, you will still be your mother's daughter and the eldest daughter of the Ying family."

Hearing these words, Ying Yuexuan became even more panicked.

If Zhong Manhua knew that she was an illegitimate daughter, would he still be so kind to her?

No matter how much Zhong Manhua doted on her, he would never tolerate Ying Zhenting giving birth to a child with another woman.

what to do?

"Okay, let's clean up." Zhong Manhua said, "Mom will take you to do some styling and choose a dress. The banquet is about to begin in the afternoon. You are the master, so you can't neglect it."

Ying Yuexuan pinched her palms and forced herself to wake up. She whispered: "Thank you, Mom."

"What's there to be thankful for?" Zhong Manhua smiled, "You are your mother's daughter. If your mother doesn't treat you well, who will treat you well?"

She picked up her bag and said, "Let's go."

**

In order to hold a coming-of-age ceremony for Ying Yuexuan, the Ying family rented out the lobby on the first floor of the Queen Hotel.

Ying Yuexuan was wearing a high-end dress, looking like an elegant wealthy lady.

She looked at herself in the mirror and finally calmed down.

But she waited for a long time, until 4:30, but no one came.

But at five o'clock, the party will start.

This time last year, half of the people came at three o'clock.

Ying Yuexuan's heart dropped.

She also has many good friends among celebrities in Shanghai.

Today is her coming-of-age ceremony, but none of the ladies came, not even gifts.

Is the real eldest daughter of the Ying family really that important?

Ying Yuexuan lowered her head and choked again: "Mom, is my adult ceremony... is it ruined?"

Zhong Manhua's face turned livid, he slammed the tea cup in his hand and sneered: "These people look down upon others!"

"They should all have gone to live with my sister." Ying Yuexuan's voice was even lower, "She is your biological daughter."

People have always sympathized with the weak.

Seeing Ying Yuexuan's appearance, Zhong Manhua forgot her guilt about Ying Zijin again.

"Let's go." She stood up and said coldly, "Go to the Zhong family. Your coming-of-age ceremony will not be ruined. They must have all gone to the Zhong family."

It's not that she didn't invite Mr. Zhong to come over, but Mr. Zhong said that he would only celebrate Ying Zijin's birthday alone.

Ying Zijin's birthday party was held at the Zhong family.

After calling Ying Zhenting, Zhong Manhua took Ying Yuexuan out of the hotel.

However, as soon as she left the hotel, she was surrounded by flashing lights.

In front of the hotel, there were many reporters, all from various media outlets in Shanghai.

After seeing Zhong Manhua and Ying Yuexuan, they raised their cameras and immediately started taking pictures.

Ying Yuexuan's face turned pale and she immediately backed away, covering her face with her bag.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Manhua looked ugly and shouted angrily, "Do you know that taking photos casually is infringing on portrait rights and is illegal?"

However, why would the media care about this?

They handed the microphone to Zhong Manhua and asked questions directly.

"Mrs. Ying, you have never announced Miss Ying Zijin's identity to the public. Do you think she comes from the countryside and does not understand the etiquette of wealthy families, and is not as good as Ying Yuexuan?"

"Mrs. Ying, last year the ISC official website announced the candidates for direct international competition. There were six candidates in total, and Miss Ying Zijin was one of them. As far as I know, Ying Yuexuan and Miss Ying Zijin are from the same school. They are very

It is obvious that the school did not choose Ying Yuexuan."

"Mrs. Ying, Miss Ying Zijin's piano is said to be a masterpiece. You mistook the fish eyes for pearls. Do you regret it?"

Every question is extremely sharp and goes right to the point of pain.

Zhong Manhua's face was green and red, and his whole body was shaking when he was questioned: "You, you..."

One of the reporters then asked: "Mrs. Ying, now that the truth has been revealed, you are still partial and only hold a birthday party for your adopted daughter. Are you really worthy of being a mother?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhong Manhua felt angry rising up, and a string in her head snapped.

She couldn't catch her breath, tilted her head and fainted.

"Mom!" Ying Yuexuan quickly supported Zhong Manhua and started to panic, "Mom! Quick, call 120!"

The media were very sorry when they saw Chung Man-wa fainted.

They didn't care, they all took their cameras and left.

Ying Yuexuan bit her lip and had no choice but to take out her mobile phone and start dialing the emergency number.

**

Contrary to what Ying Yuexuan thought, apart from students from Qingzhi Class 19 and people Ying Zijin knew in the imperial capital, no one from the celebrity circle in Shanghai was invited to the Zhong family's old residence.

Ying Zijin had no intention of making his birthday party grand, and only entertained those around him.

Mr. Zhong took away Butler Zhong's job and directed the servants to work together.

Fu Yunshen was sitting in the living room.

He turned his head and looked at the Qingzhi student playing in the garden outside the villa with gentle eyes.

"Master, you still have the foresight." On the side, Yunshan lowered his voice, "You know that after the Ying family found out that no one was there, they would definitely cause trouble, so you arranged for the media to go there in advance and deliberately asked the Ying family those questions."
To be continued...