True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

"..."

As soon as these words came out, the whole living room was silent for a moment.

Mrs. Zhong, who was in the kitchen, leaned out and reprimanded Mr. Zhong before Mr. Zhong spoke, "Don't talk nonsense, Wan Wan."

He said to Zhong Manhua again, "Wan Wan is just talking nonsense. If you are fired or not fired, don't bother with her."

Zhong Manhua smiled reluctantly: "What did the third sister-in-law say, Wan Wan is so well-behaved."

My heart was beating incessantly.

At that time, because Mrs. Mu was there, she didn't ask carefully at all, she only knew that Ying Zijin had beaten someone.

She didn't get a call after that, and she forgot about it.

If Ying Zijin was really fired, where would she put her face?

Mr. Zhong didn't say anything. He put on his reading glasses, picked up his mobile phone, and said slowly, "I'll give Qingzhi a call."

"Dad, don't worry about it." Zhong Manhua didn't want to lose face, so he suppressed his voice, "I'll do it."

"When I don't know your strong temper?" Mr. Zhong waved his hand, "Come on, I'm afraid you will scold the child first."

Zhong Manhua was ashamed and angry: "Dad, what did you say?"

Mr. Zhong ignored her, brought up the phone number of the head teacher of Yingcai from the address book, and called.

Connected there soon.

"Hey, hello teacher, I'm Zijin's grandfather. I want to ask Zijin about her today..."

Listening to the conversation between Master Zhong and Teacher Xu, Zhong Zhiwan squeezed the cup tightly.

As for what Ying Zijin did this morning, no one would take care of him, and his dismissal was certain.

Even if Mr. Zhong went now, it would be too late.

She really couldn't understand why her grandfather was so kind to an adopted daughter. No matter how successful the Zhong family's illegitimate children were, they couldn't make Old Master Zhong feel softer.

An adopted daughter, He De He Neng, who knows nothing?

"What?!" Mr. Zhong was talking, his expression suddenly changed, "Okay, I understand, thank you teacher."

Zhong Manhua was restless and restless.

After finally waiting for Mr. Zhong to hang up, she said, "Dad, I didn't teach her well, don't worry, I'll just go back..."

Mr. Zhong interrupted her directly: "What did you do in the morning?"

Zhong Manhua was stunned: "Mrs. Mu and I are having morning tea at the old house to discuss things, Dad, if you ask this is..."

"Have time for tea, but no time to go to school?" Mr. Zhong was immediately furious, "Do you know how much grievance Zijin suffered in school? You don't ask what happened, just think it's her fault? It's okay to feel ashamed. went?"

"If that kid from the Fu family hadn't come forward, Zijin would have been expelled. Are you a motherfucker? Ah?!"

"Your father and I give birth to a vase, which is more useful than you!"

Zhong Manhua was scolded, his face flushed red.

Zhong Zhiwan was slightly surprised.

Ying Zijin was not fired?

Or did Fu Yunshen help her?

Zhong Zhiwan pursed his lips, feeling a little bad.

"Your daughter, don't you believe that you are such a mother?" Mr. Zhong was very angry, "Zijin will come in a while, and apologize to her."

Zhong Manhua suddenly raised his head: "Dad!"

Mr. Zhong didn't look at her, turned his back and pressed 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 notes, picked it up, and said in a relaxed tone: "Well, I'm fine tonight, okay, I'll go back to see you later."

"What's wrong?" Wen Fengmian was worried, "is it the Ying family's side?"

"No." Ying Zijin pressed his shoulders, "I'll be back tomorrow, Dad, remember to take your medicine on time."

"Yaoyao, don't be too tired." Wen Fengmian hesitated, "Dad is still young, you should take care of yourself, don't buy any medicine, eat something good for yourself."

As a parent, you are always thinking about your children.

"You can rest assured about this." Ying Zijin peeled off a piece of chocolate, "I won't wrong myself when it comes to eating."

She is short of money.

If the money is gone, you can earn it again, and the food cannot be missed.

"Still pay attention." Wen Fengmian sent her out and urged, "Protect yourself, don't conflict with your classmates in school, you can help Yuyu with your studies, and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Ying Zijin hummed, waved lazily, and left with her schoolbag on her back.

Forty minutes later, she came to the Zhong's old house.

The location of the old houses of the four giants happened to occupy the four directions of Shanghai City, and it is usually quite far away from the door.

"Zi... Zijin, come here." When he finally saw someone, Mr. Zhong was very happy and waved to the girl, "Let Grandpa see if he has lost weight recently."

Ying Zijin paused before walking over: "Grandpa."

"I've lost a little weight." Old Man Zhong touched his chin, reluctantly satisfied. "But I've become pretty, very good. Grandpa will buy you some clothes. It's not good to wear black all the time."

Ying Zijin responded one by one.

"Sit and sit." Mr. Zhong patted the seat next to him, "I simmered the black chicken soup today, and made a good supplement."

With Master Zhong's permission, the servants served the meal, and everyone else took their seats.

Zhong Zhiwan was holding his chopsticks, he had no appetite at all, and his heart was filled with panic.

Mr. Zhong glanced at Zhong Manhua lightly, not angered and arrogant.

Zhong Manhua endured it, and had to bite the bullet and apologize.

However, the girl didn't even give her a look, as if she hadn't heard her, she was eating Jinsha corn seriously.

Zhong Manhua's face was ashen.

In front of so many people, don't give her a step down?

"Want to eat this?" Mr. Zhong noticed, "Let them make another plate."

Ying Zijin shook his head slightly: "No need, grandpa, I can't eat that much."

Mr. Zhong was afraid that she would be polite, so he just said, "Just say what you like, the kitchen is waiting."

Zhong Zhiwan couldn't take it any longer, she got up with a cold expression: "Grandpa, I'm full, so I'll go back to the house first."

Mr. Zhong nodded and said nothing.

Zhong Zhiwan held his breath and went upstairs.

How could Mrs. Zhong not understand her daughter, she said with a smile, "Master, the elite class has been studying a lot recently. I'm going back to study hard lately. Don't think she doesn't talk to you more."

This sentence reminded Mr. Zhong: "Zijin, is there a lot of pressure on studying, do you want to let Wanwan make up for you?"

Madam Zhong also almost couldn't hold back her smile.

Zhong Zhiwan is the first in the grade, how can she have spare time to make up lessons for an adopted daughter?

"Thank you grandfather for your kindness." Ying Zijin leaned on the chair with a lazy expression, "But I'm going to change classes."

"Change one?" Mr. Zhong was taken aback, "What?"

Ying Zijin took a sip of the soup: "I don't want to stay anymore, it's annoying."

Zhong Manhua had been enduring it all the time, and finally couldn't bear it any longer.

She threw the chopsticks on the table with a "snap", and said with anger, "The elite class is the best class in Qingzhi. Do you know how much effort it took you to get into the Ying family with your grades?"

"If you don't wait, don't wait, do you think you represent you alone?"

Mr. Zhong: At least the vase looks good. What can you do?

Mr. Zhong: There is no merit, just a poisonous tongue :)