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The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50: 048 Weibo Hot Search

In the photo, Ying Zijin and Jiang Moyuan were embracing, looking very intimate.

Not only that, but Jiang Moyuan’s suit jacket also had a deep-colored stain that looked like alcohol.

He was facing sideways, his expression quite ugly.

Ying Feifei stared at this photo, blood boiling within her.

She’d been worrying about how to punish Ying Zijin, and now the opportunity had come.

As long as this photo was exposed, Ying Zijin would not only ruin her reputation, but she’d also be kicked out of the Ying family.

Ying Feifei was excited and about to send a WeChat message to ask Zhong Zhiwan for Ying Luwei’s contact information, but she dismissed the idea the next moment.

No, it can’t be given to Ying Luwei.

Ying Luwei was so good to Ying Zijin that she might just treat it as nothing happened.

After thinking it over, Ying Feifei decided to hand the photo over to Ying Luwei’s fan club.

Last time, the microblog scandal was eventually clarified, but since it had brought a wave of hate towards Ying Luwei, her fans were very dissatisfied with Ying Zijin.

Of course, their discontent was not expressed openly but there was no lack of cold ridicule and scathing remarks in private.

If the fans found out that Ying Zijin was actually seducing their future brother-in-law Jiang Moyuan, they would certainly explode with anger.

Ying Feifei sneered and opened Weibo, directly sending the photo to several moderators of Ying Luwei’s super-topic chat.

She wanted to see how Ying Zijin would turn things around this time.

**

Jiang Ran returned to the KTV private room alone, face dark with anger.

Xiu Yu kicked him and asked, “Where did you send our dad off to?”

Angry, Jiang Ran snorted, “He ran off with that scumbag.”

He was supposed to fight with him, but he had been stood up.

The underlings were frightened upon hearing this, “Brother Ran, what does this scumbag look like? Are we about to have a mom?”

“Get lost!” Jiang Ran laughed angrily. “You all have such sick minds.”

He was very angry, so he took out his phone and sent a WeChat message.

[I’m telling you, Fu Yunshen is not a good person at all; you’d better stay away from him. Do you know that he almost beat someone to death in the past?]

No response.

Jiang Ran persisted and sent another message.

[He lived in the capital for ten years and only returned to Shanghai City when he was fourteen. Can you imagine how old he was when he beat someone? Such violence at a young age, what if he hits you one day?]

Still no response.

Jiang Ran had no choice but to send an emoticon package.

This time there was a reaction.

[Your message has been sent but was rejected by the recipient.]

Jiang Ran stared at the red exclamation point for three seconds, so angered that he threw his phone and started chugging beer, downing seven or eight bottles within a minute.

The underlings were dumbfounded.

“This guy’s really not normal today; might be having an episode again.” Xiu Yu sighed, “I’ll ask where Daddy Ying is.”

The reply came instantly.

[Something came up, let’s get together another day.]

After replying to Xiu Yu’s message, Ying Zijin didn’t bother to remove Jiang Ran from the blacklist, feeling completely at ease.

“Yaoyao.”

A voice called him from the right.

Ying Zijin looked up, “What’s up?”

“I’m quite happy that you’ve made new friends,” Fu Yunshen tilted his head, his voice gentle, “At your age, you should mingle more with your peers.”

The pressure put on her by the Ying family that year made him really fear for her mental health.

He couldn’t end up like him.

“No rush.” Ying Zijin brushed dust off her sleeve, her voice indifferent, “You’ve helped me, so naturally, I want to help you too.”

She hadn’t deliberately concealed her knowledge of medicine, even though it was very likely to expose her identity.

“Ah!” Old Master Fu’s face beamed as he pulled out a thick red envelope, “Your grandfather and I have been lifelong enemies, Don’t be shy with me.”

It was after Elder Zhong had seen him that day and hinted at it that he learned that the eldest Miss Ying was the real foster daughter.

Just as pitiable as his Xiao Qi.

Ying Zijin wouldn’t offend the old man’s intentions, and when she accepted it, she tested Old Master Fu’s pulse, at once comprehending the hidden conditions within his body.

The toxin had eroded Old Master Fu’s heart meridians, and for these three years, he had been sustained solely by medication.

The situation was worse than she had thought.

And this toxin…

Ying Zijin lifted her head, her gaze cool as water.

It reminded her of an old acquaintance, an extremely unpleasant memory.

The more Old Master Fu looked at the girl, the more pleased he became, prodding indirectly, “Zijin, what do you think of our Yunshen?”

With a glance, Fu Yunshen’s expression was half mockery, half smile, “Grandpa.”

But Old Master Fu acted as if he hadn’t heard.

“Hmm?” Ying Zijin nodded her head, “He’s quite good.”

“Oh, that’s good then,” Master Fu was content and overjoyed, “Let’s all have dinner together tonight.”

He was determined to have this granddaughter-in-law, and if it infuriated Elder Zhong to death, all the better.

**

The dinner for the three people was quickly prepared by the servants.

Ying Zijin finished eating and departed at eight o’clock.

And it was at this very moment, the chief host of Ying Luwei’s super-topic community made a Weibo post, accompanied by a picture, and tagged Ying Corporation’s official corporate Weibo account.

[@YingLuweiOfficialSupportGroupV: I didn’t mean to occupy public resources, nor do I want to cause everyone trouble, but this matter is just too despicable, I had no choice but to make it public, and I would like to apologize to everyone here first.

May I ask @YingCorporation, where is your conscience?!

If I’m not mistaken, hasn’t our Luwei already been engaged to her brother-in-law? So, what is this Ying family’s foster daughter doing? [Question][Question][Question]]

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