The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Chapter 175: Chapter 169: Severing Ties with the Ying Family [2 Updates]

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There are several types of hemophilia, and Ying Luwei is afflicted with the moderate form of Hemophilia A.

It’s not as severe and frequent as the severe type, but she will occasionally bleed.

“Mom, this…” Ying Luwei looked troubled, “Given the circumstances at the time, Xiao Jin definitely wouldn’t have been willing.”

“If she isn’t willing, just tie her up and bring her here.” Old Madam Ying coughed heavily and said sternly, “Do you really think the Ying Family adopted her out of charity?!”

The Ying Family has no shortage of illegitimate children, and there are numerous factions; if there were no benefits involved, why would they adopt a daughter for no reason?

Otherwise, if they were to adopt, they would adopt a son who, once grown, could help with the company.

Initially, Old Madam Ying had been unwilling for Ying Zhenting to bring home someone from a small county town.

Adopting an infant was one thing, as they have no memories anyway.

But an adolescent who was almost an adult, could they really be raised to feel like their own?

The events that followed proved all these concerns.

“Mom, don’t be angry,” Ying Luwei said, as this is what she wanted, comforting her softly, “It’s already night, we can’t find Xiao Jin now, let’s wait until tomorrow morning and try to find my sister-in-law first.”

“Your sister-in-law is really clueless,” Old Madam Ying said, her chest heaving with anger, “Isn’t she just a foster daughter? Is it worth all this trouble?”

“It’s good that Xiao Xuan is still in Oceania; if she came back and saw an extra person in the house, wouldn’t that make her uncomfortable?”

Old Master Ying also had illegitimate children, but none had successfully risen in rank.

Old Madam Ying hated all illegitimate children, let alone those with no blood relation whatsoever.

“Mom, it’s all my fault,” Ying Luwei said, feeling very guilty, “If I had known, I wouldn’t have told you and upset you.”

“I’m fine,” Old Madam Ying said, pressing her temples as if realizing something, “Luwei, hasn’t your friend come to see you lately?”

This was referring to Lu Zhi.

Ying Luwei’s smile stiffened: “Mom, she’s been busy recently, went abroad.”

She wouldn’t tell Old Madam Ying that she and Lu Zhi had fallen out.

“Sigh.” Old Madam Ying let out a sigh, “It seems my headache problem truly can’t be cured.”

“Mom, don’t say such dispiriting things,” Ying Luwei cooed, “Isn’t there a genius doctor at Shao Ren Hospital? It’s just that this doctor only sees one patient a week, and I’m still in the queue. By the summer vacation, I should be able to secure an appointment.”

“My daughter is considerate,” Old Madam Ying said, her worries turning to joy, “You should also visit Moyuan more often to strengthen your relationship.”

**

Outside the hospital ward.

“Ah, Old Man Fu, it seems you’re truly better now.” Old Master Zhong was waiting for Ying Zijin to finish her surgery and, upon seeing Old Master Fu approaching, commented, “You even walk with the same flair as I do, brisk and breezy.”

“Buzz off.” Old Master Fu was aggravated, “I suppose your frame has become more robust, eh?”

Old Master Zhong had not gotten along with him since they were young.

Even when playing poker, Old Master Zhong never let him win.

Blaming him for pocketing snacks?

So what if he did?

“Well, I’m relieved you’re in good health,” Old Master Zhong said, sighing instead of retorting this time, “We used to get up in the morning and practice Tai Chi together. Ever since your illness twenty years ago…”

At those words, Old Master Fu fell silent for a moment: “Let’s not bring up the past.”

Old Master Zhong knew that the event from twenty years ago was taboo for Old Master Fu.

He actually didn’t know what had occurred, but he did remember that year, Shanghai City was destabilized for an entire month.

Many strange figures came to Shanghai City, visiting the Fu Family before departing.

But since Old Master Fu wouldn’t speak of it, Old Master Zhong couldn’t press for answers, no matter how curious he was.

“That’s right, we’ve gotten old,” Old Master Zhong said, patting Old Master Fu’s shoulder, “It’s time for us to step down and hand things over to the younger generation.”

As the two men were discussing this, a nurse came out from the operating room.

Old Master Zhong hurriedly went to meet her: “Nurse, how did it go?”

“The patient’s fracture wasn’t serious, and the surgery went very smoothly,” the nurse reported, “It’s just that she must rest properly for the next few days; the young lady has fallen asleep.”

Only then did Old Master Zhong breathe a sigh of relief and then turned to Old Master Fu: “Old Man Fu, I have to thank your grandson this time. If it weren’t for him, Zijin might have…”

Old Master Fu coughed several times, clearly proud: “My Xiao Qi has always been kind-hearted.”

There was another thing he refrained from saying, afraid that it might provoke Old Master Zhong to roll up his sleeves and start a fight.

If he wouldn’t save his own wife, then whom would he save?

Old Master Zhong was unaware of Old Master Fu’s inner thoughts: “I’ll go take a look at your grandson.”

**

Because the situation was serious, both old men didn’t go back and shared a room in the adjacent ward to spend the night.

The next day, First Hospital welcomed another delegation.

Upon seeing the newcomers, Old Master Fu was truly startled: “Heqing?”

“Yichang?” Mu Heqing, equally surprised, saw Old Master Fu, “You’ve recovered?”

“Just by chance,” Old Master Fu nodded, “King Yama found me disagreeable and sent me back.”

Old Master Zhong, having never interacted with Mu Heqing, yet still recognized him, also greeted him: “Old Mr. Mu, what brings you here?”

He had spent so much time in the capital; he had seen the Mu family members.

But the number of Mu family members who had seen Mu Heqing could be counted on one hand.

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Seeing him would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

And yet, why would he come to Shanghai City in person?

“I, Xiao Fu, and Xiao Ying are friends,” Mu Heqing said without airs, smiling, “I heard about their car accident and came to see them.”

Old Master Fu didn’t show much reaction, but Old Master Zhong almost tore off his own mustache.

Mu Heqing, the man respected by everyone in the capital, friends with his granddaughter?

To use the word ‘friend’, Mu Heqing clearly regarded Ying Zijin as a person of equal status.

Mu Heqing nodded to the two elders and walked into the ward.

At this time, Ying Zijin was still sleeping, so he didn’t disturb her.

Fu Yunshen was awake.

Sitting beside him, Mu Heqing asked, “Do you know who did it?”

“Yeah, we know,” Fu Yunshen said, “and we’ve gone to catch them.”

“Leave this matter to me,” Mu Heqing said with a cold laugh, “Daring to touch you and Xiao Ying, they didn’t weigh their own lives.”

“Then please be careful,” Fu Yunshen’s eyebrows rose, “I’m afraid that your anger could bring disaster to the whole Shanghai City.”

“Smartass,” Mu Heqing suppressed the urge to slap him, “I’m well aware of that point.”

After a pause, he asked, “How come I heard that you got internal injuries because you were saving Xiao Ying? So you came only for Xiao Ying?”

“Yeah,” Fu Yunshen said lazily, “unlike your Mu family that has your deterrence, nobody dares to move anyone.”

“It seems the Ying Family also has some unruly people,” Mu Heqing frowned, “I originally thought it was someone from the Fu Family.”

“This matter is easy to settle,” Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, “but there is one thing I need Old Mr. Mu’s help with.”

Mu Heqing looked serious, “Tell me.”

“Yaoyao’s household registration is still with the Ying Family; their adoption of her is legal, and it’s difficult to move her out now that she is underage,” Fu Yunshen smiled, “I need Old Mr. Mu’s help to legally sever her ties with the Ying Family.”

Mu Heqing knew that being too ostentatious in Shanghai City could bring trouble, so he nodded, “Alright, don’t worry, leave it to me.”

**

Ying Family.

It was also early in the morning when the old residence welcomed back a middle-aged man.

The butler respectfully opened the door for him: “Master.”

“Zhenting,” Zhong Manhua hurried over, her eyes still red, “Zhenting, you’re finally back.”

This middle-aged man was the current head of the Ying Family, Ying Zhenting.

Ying Zhenting was forty-eight this year, still strong and vigorous.

Under his leadership, the Ying Family was able to suppress the Zhong Family.

“What exactly happened?” Ying Zhenting furrowed his brow, “Manhua, don’t rush, tell me slowly.”

After so many years married to Zhong Manhua, Ying Zhenting knew her well.

Proud.

She would never easily ask for help.

This was the first time Zhong Manhua had phoned him asking him to return.

There must have been some significant incident.

Zhong Manhua started to speak, “It’s just—”

But before she could finish, Old Madam Ying, who had followed closely behind, interrupted her.

She slammed her cane hard on the floor, “Now is not the time for your nonsense. Luwei’s hemophilia has flared up again; hurry up and call that foster daughter and have her prepare at the hospital.”

At these words, both Zhong Manhua and Ying Zhenting were taken aback.

Ying Zhenting spoke up, “Mother.”

“It’s no use talking to me,” Old Madam Ying said irritably, “Are you going to just watch your sister die?”

With that one sentence, Ying Zhenting was left with nothing to say.

He also saw how pale and bloodless Ying Luwei looked.

Ying Zhenting pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, “Manhua, make the call.”

Zhong Manhua’s hands trembled.

On one hand, she couldn’t contact Ying Zijin at all.

On the other hand, she didn’t want Ying Zijin to donate blood to Ying Luwei.

But with Old Madam Ying there, she couldn’t voice what was happening.

If Old Madam Ying suffered a stroke in reaction, she would be the culprit.

Zhong Manhua pursed her lips and remained still.

“Manhua?” Ying Zhenting furrowed his brows again.

He took out his own phone, found Ying Zijin’s number, and was about to call.

Just then, the door was kicked open.

A group of uniformed officers strode in, their expressions cold.

The leader looked at Ying Luwei, “Arrest her.”