The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot Chapter 217 – Chapter 217: 209 Ying Tianlv Finds Out that Ying Yuexuan is a Fake Rich Heiress [3 Chapters]

Chapter 217: 209 Ying Tianlv Finds Out that Ying Yuexuan is a Fake Rich Heiress [3 Chapters]

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The somewhat familiar name and location suddenly halted Madam Mu's pace.

Furrowing her brow, she began to ponder where she had heard the pronunciation of the two syllables “Zijin.”

However, Mu Cheng had already entered the courtyard by then, and within a few seconds, even his figure was out of sight.

Without being summoned, Madam Mu dared not linger there.

Without coming to a conclusion, she hurriedly left.

After returning to her room, Madam Mu thought for a long time before she finally remembered.

Wasn't the foster daughter adopted by the Ying Family in Shanghai City named with those two syllables?

But could a foster daughter's name be spoken by Mu Cheng's own mouth?

It sounded like Mu Heqing was supposed to go find her personally.

Madam Mu felt there was no possibility at all.

However, she was always cautious and would not overlook the slightest hint of a disturbance.

After pondering for a long while, Madam Mu made a phone call to Shanghai City.

She didn't ask the Ying Family directly, she asked Mu Chenzhou.

After all, she wanted accurate information.

If the Ying Family exaggerated, she wouldn't be able to make proper judgments.

Upon hearing the name “Ying Zijin,” Mu Chenzhou was stunned for a moment.

“Her?” His tone then became much more indifferent, “She herself isn't much, her confidence comes from the Zhong Family and the Fu Family.”

The Zhong Family, Madam Mu knew what that was about.

Ying Zijin was the Ying Family's foster daughter, but Elder Zhong treated her quite well.

Madam Mu never cared to involve herself with other families' affairs.

But the Fu Family?

Madam Mu recalled Mu Heqing spending some time in Shanghai City when he was young, developing some connections with the Fu Family.

As she was pondering, Mu Chenzhou added, “There are several young masters in the Fu Family, among them the seventh in line, a playboy, but he is the most beloved by Old Master Fu, so he is quite arrogant.”

His move from the capital to Shanghai City was no secret and had long been talked about in Shanghai City's social circles.

Mu Chenzhou was not fond of socializing, but he did not resist it either, so he got to know many heirs and heiresses.

He had naturally heard about the incident at Century Mall.

Even his own elder brother and sister-in-law could be commanded at will; indeed, he was spoiled by Old Master Fu.

Such a person was of no interest to him for further understanding.

His impression of Ying Zijin was similar.

It was just that he was more disappointed.

“Ying Zijin is with him, but her grades at school are quite good, and she is quite popular.”

Hearing this, Madam Mu did not inquire further, knowing what kind of situation it was.

Those who had no strength of their own and relied on others could never grow for long.

How could such a person be worthy of any connection with the Mu Family?

The Sun sloped westward, gradually settling on the sea's surface.

The number of people coming to the island increased, especially in the Bounty District, with many coming and going.

Having looked around and not found the medicinal herbs she needed, Ying Zijin didn't stay there any longer.

After parting ways with Yun Shan, she took off the human skin mask Fu Yunshen had given her and then changed into another disguise.

Although her face-changing was merely basic makeup, it was enough to fool detection devices.

When going to Norton University, she had specially prepared several identity documents and passed through customs smoothly.

However, two hours had passed, and the siblings, Di Wu Yue and Di Wu Feng, were still following behind her without leaving.

But she didn't rush them.

“By the way, miss, what is your name?” Di Wu Yue finally remembered to ask an important question, “I haven't seen you on this island before, are you new here?”

Ying Zijin did not respond but looked up, “How long have you been here?”

There were many permanent residents on the island.

But in order to qualify for permanent residence, one had to accrue over one hundred thousand Growth Points on the NOK forum.

As a consumable, Growth Points accumulated slowly but were expended quickly.

“Not long, just two months,” Di Wu Yue waved her hand and then sighed sorrowfully, “But even after so long, I haven't earned enough for the fare to go home.”

She sounded disheartened, “Brother, the people here are really hard to deceive, not like when we were in the capital, those fools, it was so easy to swindle each one, a quick hundred thousand in the account.”

Di Wu Feng patted his clothes, which were no different from a beggar's, and wore a look of unfathomable depth without speaking.

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“Miss, don't mind it,” Di Wu Yue said, holding her forehead, “There's something wrong with my brother's brain, he's slow to react.”

Ying Zijin nodded: “So you have two more siblings?”

Di Wu Yue, though quirky in her ways, was definitely not dumb.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have packed up her fortune-telling stall so efficiently.

“Yep,” Di Wu Yue counted on her fingers, “I've got another brother named Di Wu Hua and a sister named Di Wu Xue.”

Ying Zijin gave her a look.

This naming method was undeniably ridiculous.

“My brother and I were dumped here by our grandfather,” Di Wu Yue didn't hide anything, “He wanted us to train here. Miss, if you hadn't generously transferred me five hundred, my brother and I would've surely starved to death today.”

Ying Zijin fell silent for a moment.

She remembered something from a long time ago.

The last time she was on Earth, she stayed in Hua Country for less than three years.

It was just before she left that she went out for a stroll.

At that time, it was still the Dynastic Era, but it was already coming to an end.

She took a few disciples and passed on some of her abilities.

One of them was Di Wu Shaoxian.

Divination is not something you can simply learn by reading Zhou Yi or Plum Blossom Easy Number and other books.

Like ancient martial arts and ancient medicine, it requires talent.

Di Wu Shaoxian had an extraordinary talent in divination, even capable of deducing major events like the fate of a nation.

However, also because they've peered into the future or altered cause and effect, diviners tend to have short lifespans.

The moment she saw Di Wu Shaoxian, she had already seen the span of his life.

36 years.

Changing one's lifespan is too difficult, especially for the diviner themselves.

If diviners want to alter their own lifespan, then the lifespans of their closest kin would correspondingly decrease, and they would also suffer unprovoked disasters.

So generally speaking, diviners wouldn't do this.

But when she left Earth, Di Wu Shaoxian was just over twenty years old; what happened afterward, she didn't know.

And now, she couldn't calculate something so far in the past.

Ying Zijin turned her head: “Have you ever heard the name Di Wu Shaoxian?”

“Di Wu Shaoxian? That sounds familiar.” Di Wu Yue scratched her head and bumped Di Wu Feng's arm, “Bro, who was that again, do you remember?”

It took a whole thirty seconds for Di Wu Feng to respond.

His speech was slow, too, frustrating Di Wu Yue enough to want to shake him: “Ancestor.”

“Oh right, right, the ancestor!” Reminded by this, Di Wu Yue remembered as well, “He's the grandfather of my grandfather's grandfather, and I don't know how many grandfathers back. But he died young, alas, never mind, our family hasn't lived long lives anyway, my grandfather can't even get out of bed now.”

She blinked: “Miss, how did you know the name of our family's old ancestor?”

Although in the capital, the Di Wu Clan was as renowned as the Nie Family and the Mu Family.

But in truth, over the past decade or so, fewer and fewer people knew of the Di Wu Family; many even thought they were just swindlers.

She and Di Wu Feng were of the direct lineage, descendants of that very same Di Wu Shaoxian.

“Figured it out.”

“…”

Di Wu Yue's lips twitched: “Miss, you really do seem like a fortuneteller.”

“Not too bad.” Now that she had confirmation, Ying Zijin's expression relaxed a bit and she became more generous, “If you want to go back to Hua Country, I can offer you a ride for free.”

Hua Country, Shanghai City.

Since the last time she was locked up in a detention center for a full fifteen days and received a warning from Ying Tianlv, Zhong Manhua had been quiet for quite a while.

But even though Zhong Manhua tried to conceal the incident of her detention, the news spread to many people.

As a result, these days, those noble ladies who used to fawn over her now walked the other way when they saw her.

Zhong Manhua had never experienced such humiliation.

Yet Ying Tianlv paid her no mind at all.

These past few days, every day she dragged Ying Yuexuan along to vent.

Even though Ying Yuexuan was always compliant with Zhong Manhua, she was getting annoyed, but she couldn't refuse.

“Mom, my sister wasn't at school, I checked. After what you did, don't bother her,” Ying Yuexuan held back, still respectful, “Can you just drop your prejudices? Many of the things you know might just be secondhand stories you've heard.”

“Yes, I know, having prejudices is my fault, but can you blame me?” Zhong Manhua still felt very hurt when it came up, “She's my own flesh and blood, yet she's inferior to you in every way. I've tried teaching her but it's no use. What's wrong with wanting my daughter to be successful?”

Outside the door, the hand Ying Tianlv had on the door paused.

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