The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

He didn’t study biology, so he didn’t quite understand the fourth analytical opinion.

But he could not misunderstand the authentication conclusion.

Ying Tianlv’s lips pressed tightly, his gaze moved down and saw the signature at the bottom right corner of the document.

Authenticator: Lu Ling

Lu Ling was someone Ying Tianlv knew to be an expert-level physician at the First Hospital.

He was retired from the capital, possessed superb medical skills, and had a certain reputation in the international medical community.

However, Lu Ling tragically died in a car accident three years ago.

At that time, Shanghai City even held a memorial service for him, and people from major families in the capital came especially to offer their condolences.

Given that this paternity test report came from Lu Ling, the timing of the test was definitely over three years ago.

With this thought, Ying Tianlv flipped through the report again and found the date.

Authentication Date: October 24, 2016

Ying Tianlv pressed on his temples, but his emotions just couldn’t settle down.

Meaning, four years ago, Ying Zhenting and Zhong Manhua had already found Ying Yuexuan’s biological mother and had a paternity test done, but still chose to keep Ying Yuexuan with the Ying Family.

He had thought that Ying Yuexuan’s parents were both deceased.

Now it seems her mother is clearly still alive.

Ying Tianlv flipped through the papers again, but he didn’t find the paternity test report for Ying Zijin.

He slowly exhaled and put back Ying Yuexuan’s paternity test report.

He stood up, leaned against the wall, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

After more than ten minutes, he went downstairs to Zhong Manhua’s bedroom.

Ying Tianlv’s eyelashes drooped down as he knocked on the door, “Mom.”

In the bedroom.

Zhong Manhua, hearing that Ying Tianlv was willing to talk to her, immediately got up, opened the door, and smiled, “Tianlv, do you need your mother’s help with something?”

“I just have a few words to say, and then I’ll leave,” Ying Tianlv said coldly, “Mom, didn’t you conduct a paternity test right when you brought Xiao Xuan back?”

Upon hearing these words, Zhong Manhua’s mind buzzed, “Tianlv? What are you saying? Why would we need a paternity test?”

“I know the truth now,” Ying Tianlv said in a mocking tone as he saw her expression, “Mom, it’s come to this, and you’re still planning to hide it from me? Hmm?”

Zhong Manhua truly hadn’t expected Ying Tianlv to know as well. She pursed her lips and gave a strained smile, “It wasn’t intentional to hide it from you, it’s just that I didn’t know how to say it.”

“Now you can say it,” Ying Tianlv insisted with a sharp look in his eyes, “When you were looking for someone, you didn’t do a paternity test?”

“Xiao Xuan wasn’t found, she was adopted by your father and me,” Zhong Manhua explained, feeling cornered, “I had to tell you about the previous matters.”

“It was an adoption?” Ying Tianlv was slightly astounded, “So, you not only failed to find Zijin, but you also deliberately adopted another person to replace her?”

He had thought that they had simply got the wrong baby in the beginning.

“What do you mean replace?” Zhong Manhua couldn’t stand to hear such words, her face cooling down, “Xiao Xuan is Xiao Xuan, she’s irreplaceable.”

Seeing Ying Tianlv’s expression getting worse, she softened her tone, “Under those circumstances, no one could be found, you were too young then, you have no idea how many people were watching the Ying Family, and if such a scandal broke out, would the Ying Family still have what it has today?”

“Your father and I were considering this family, can’t you understand me a little?”

“Her name and birthday were taken, isn’t that called replacing?” Ying Tianlv inhaled deeply, “And you’ve kept it from me and even used her as a blood bank, Mom, are you really her mother? How could you do that?”

He paused, then laughed mockingly, “I forgot, I saw on the news the day before yesterday that a biological mother could send her own daughter to the ICU, nearly failing to save her. Compared to that, you’re still okay.”

Being spoken to in such a way by her own son, Zhong Manhua’s face alternated between pale and flushed.

She slammed the table, her heart and lungs aching with anger. “Is this why you came to talk to me today?”

“I’m done talking.” Ying Tianlv loosened his tie, his expression even more indifferent, “You’re my mom, and no matter how much I resent or hate you, I can’t lay a hand on you.”

“But one thing, I cannot compromise on—Zijin’s identity, it must be made public.”

“No way!” At this, Zhong Manhua’s voice suddenly became stern, “Your father and I have said that only Xiao Xuan is the rightful young mistress of the Ying Family. She’s your sister, isn’t she? If her identity is revealed, what will she do? Won’t she be ridiculed?”

Ying Tianlv’s expression paused, filled with disappointment, “She’s already gotten enough, and I never said she wasn’t my sister.”

Sixteen years of affection, that wasn’t fake.

“Fine, you go,” Zhong Manhua sneered in extreme anger, “See how you can announce it without your father’s and my permission. You still say Xiao Xuan is your sister, do you really want her driven out of the socialite circles?”

Ying Tianlv was no longer angry, he nodded slightly, “I understand, you said the same thing to Grandpa back then.”

He didn’t look back to see how ugly Zhong Manhua’s face had become as he closed the door.

After leaving the Ying Family, Ying Tianlv made a phone call.

“I need a favor, help me look into someone.” He spoke indifferently, “Jing Hongzhen, ‘jing’ as in well, ‘hong’ as in red, ‘zhen’ as in the Zhenguan period.”

Something was said on the other end of the line.

Ying Tianlv added, “Yes, no matter the cost, help me find this person as quickly as possible.”

**

Across the ocean.

Airport.

When Di Wu Yue saw Ying Zijin again, she stumbled, “Damn! Miss, you’ve changed your face!”

“It’s just a mask.” Ying Zijin said casually, “If you want one, I can give you one.”

“Yes, yes, yes.” Di Wu Yue was elated, rubbing her hands together, “Can I have Xie Manyu’s face then? I really like her looks.”

Di Wu Feng glanced at her languidly, “You’re dreaming.”

“You guys get on the plane first,” Ying Zijin nodded, “I’m waiting for someone.”

She had informed Fu Yunshen, and he’d agreed to let her bring two more people.

There was more than one airline here. Yun Shan and Yun Wu were on a different passenger jet.

Yun Wu coincidentally was heading to the capital and took Di Wu Yue and Di Wu Feng along on the way.

Di Wu Yue was quite reluctant to part: “Miss, we’re about to go our separate ways. Can I know your name now?”

Ying Zijin fell silent for a moment, “My surname is Ying.”

“Ying?” Di Wu Yue scratched her head and muttered, “I don’t seem to have heard of any major clan with the Ying surname.”

In her view, someone as formidable and young as Ying Zijin must surely be nurtured by a major clan.

As for the Four Major Noble Families of Shanghai City, Di Wu Yue had only heard of one “Fu.”

The Ying Family wasn’t even worthy of reaching her ears.

“Well, Miss, I’ll wait for you in the capital,” Di Wu Yue waved her hand, “Anyway, we have WeChat and can contact anytime.”

Hearing these words, Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow, “A relationship maintained with money?”

In these past few days, her WeChat conversation with Di Wu Yue had only two types of messages.

Transfer of money.

Payment received.

That’s it.

“I promise, I will definitely pay it back,” Di Wu Yue coughed lightly, blinking her eyes, “Miss, I did a fortune reading for you. The hexagrams show that your love luck is coming in the next few days; you must seize the opportunity.”

Having said that, as if afraid of being hit, she scurried into the cabin.

Di Wu Feng followed behind at a leisurely pace.

Ying Zijin didn’t pay much attention to what Di Wu Yue had said.

If her fate were truly calculated, she might end up dead.

She has always been unable to see her own future.

It’s only when others do something that involves her, can she see it.

Divine Calculator of the World, yet she does not include herself.

Ying Zijin yawned and leaned against a nearby palm tree, waiting.

After ten minutes, Rita Bevin arrived.

She wore sunglasses, still clad in a black leather jacket, seemingly unconcerned about how bright the sun was, “You’re quite punctual.”

Ying Zijin turned her head, without any pleasantries, “You want to buy Calming Flower?”

“Yes,” Rita said, “I won’t hide it from you, we found the Number One Poison Master, and she said she would only meet with me if I brought her Calming Flower.”