The True Heiress Is an All-Powerful Bigshot

Chapter 22: Little Kid, How Are You Taking Advantage Of Me?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Did he want the entire world to go crazy with him?

She hoped it would just be someone with the same name, but—

After Ying Zijin’s gaze moved down and landed on the name behind the first principal’s column, her expression became blank.

It was indeed this lunatic.

The first time they met, he even wanted to dissect her nerves.

Wen Tinglan noticed the slight change in the girl’s expression. “Sister?”

Ying Zijin came back to her senses and asked with a complicated expression, “Which major do you want to study at Norton University?”

If she remembered correctly, when she was still at Norton University, it only had majors in theology, spiritual studies, research on supernatural phenomena, and alchemy. It was a stark contrast to other universities.

A normal person wouldn’t be able to understand the thoughts of a lunatic.

Wen Tinglan shook his head and said indifferently, “I’m just thinking about it. It’s not like I can get accepted.”

Unlike other universities, Norton University didn’t have exams and didn’t look at the college entrance examination results. Only by having a recommendation letter personally sent by the school could one have the initial qualifications to enter the school.

In other words, even if someone was the top scorer of the college entrance examination or had a perfect score on the SAT, as long as he didn’t have a recommendation letter, he wouldn’t be able to get accepted.

No one knew what the admission criteria of Norton University were, let alone what students it recruited.

But even so, Norton University still beat out all the other universities and ranked first.

“If you want to go, you can go.” Ying Zijin pondered for a moment and said, “Nothing is impossible.”

But if it was theology, he should forget it.

Thinking of this, she looked down at the encyclopedia of Norton University. After confirming that there were normal majors like physics, mathematics, and mechanical science, she was relieved.

Wen Tinglan’s jaw tightened and he clenched his fists as he asked, “Sister, why don’t you come back from Hucheng? I can support you and Dad.”

He could feel that his sister had changed. She used to be quiet, but she wasn’t as indifferent as she was now. It was as if nothing could faze her.

What had the Ying family done to her?

“That’s something to discuss in the future. We’ll talk about it after you graduate from university.” Ying Zijin said with an aloof expression, “I came back this time because I wanted to bring you guys to Hucheng.”

Wen Tinglan’s gaze turned cold again and the corners of his lips sagged. “I’m not going.”

He hated Hucheng and those people.

“We’ll discuss it when we get back.”

The siblings walked home together. When they were a few steps away from the courtyard, an aroma wafted over from afar.

After Ying Zijin pushed open the door and raised her head, she stopped in her tracks.

In the kitchen, a slender and familiar figure came into view.

The man seemed to be doing something and had his head lowered.

His charming eyes had a gentle and affectionate look in them.

Wen Fengmian was washing his hands. When he heard them return, he turned around and asked, “Yaoyao, why didn’t you tell us that you were bringing a guest back? I didn’t even prepare anything.”

Ying Zijin fell silent for a moment before rubbing her head and saying, “I forgot.”

It wasn’t that she had forgotten, but she thought that a pampered young master like him might not be able to stand this environment, so she booked the best hotel in the county for him.

Unexpectedly, he had followed her here and was even cooking.

“Sir, it’s not her fault.” Fu Yunshen leaned half of his body out of the kitchen as he said, “I insisted on coming. I was too presumptuous.”

When Ying Zijin looked up, she saw the Peppa Pig apron the man was wearing. “…”

When Fu Yunshen noticed her gaze, he looked up and said with a smirk, “Why are you staring at me again? Am I that good-looking?”

“Ugly.”

How mean.

“Yaoyao, what are you talking about?” Wen Fengmian covered his mouth with his fist as he coughed a few times. “Isn’t this your favorite cartoon character?”

“Favorite cartoon character?” Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows and looked down at the cartoon character on his apron.

Peppa Pig?

Her taste was quite adorable.

Ying Zijin said without any expression, “I don’t like it anymore.”

How unacceptable. It wasn’t in her nature to like such things.

Wen Tinglan also glanced at the Peppa Pig apron and his eyebrows twitched. “Dad, how many years ago is this from?”

However, his sister had saved up money to buy a stuffed pig in the past and wouldn’t be able to fall asleep if she didn’t hug it.

Wen Fengmian only said with a smile, “No matter how many years it’s been, I still remember it.”

Then, he seemed to have thought of something and looked at the young man with a frown. “Yueyue, why did you run away when your sister came back?”

“I…” Wen Tinglan was about to answer, but he stopped.

He couldn’t possibly say that he left because of resentment.

At this moment, Ying Zijin walked into the kitchen and said, “He was just feeling shy.”

“Shy?” Wen Fengmian was surprised. “You’ve never been shy even when you received so many love letters, yet you feel shy when you see your sister?”

Wen Tinglan was speechless.

He could only admit, “I haven’t seen my sister in a long time.”

“Still, you shouldn’t have run.” Wen Fengmian stopped smiling and said with a very serious look, “It’s so late. What if something had happened?”

“I won’t anymore.” Wen Tinglan didn’t like to talk too much. After he sat beside Wen Fengmian, he looked at the kitchen with a wary expression and asked, “Who is that?”

The man was tall and slender. Even though he was wearing a comical apron, it couldn’t hide his innate noble aura.

He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, like a model.

“Mr. Fu is Yaoyao’s friend,” Wen Fengmian explained. “There’s no one at his home today, so he’s spending the lantern festival with us.”

Wen Tinglan didn’t respond. His eyes were lowered with a cold and wary look.

“Yueyue, I know that you might feel a little resentful towards Yaoyao.” Wen Fengmian deliberated for a moment before saying, “But you’re siblings after all. I can’t accompany you two for the rest of your lives.”

“Dad.”

His tone was very cold.

“Okay, okay, okay. Let’s not talk about this anymore.” Wen Fengmian coughed and said with a smile, “Let’s watch the gala.”

**

In the kitchen.

Ying Zijin asked him, “Why are you here?”

“Huh?” When Fu Yunshen heard this, he said with a mirthful look in his eyes, “Didn’t you agree to take me in? Did you lie to me?”

“No.” Ying Zijin squatted down and took out the vegetables from the bag on the ground. “I’m afraid that we’ll mistreat you.”

She could naturally tell who was good to her.

There wasn’thing she could do but treat those people better.

“How am I being mistreated?” Fu Yunshen chuckled. “If you hadn’t taken me in, I would have been homeless today.”

Ying Zijin narrowed her eyes, but didn’t ask further. “Let me do it.”

She couldn’t possibly let a guest cook.

She raised her hand and was about to take the flour from Fu Yunshen’s hand when he turned around. Her cold fingers accidentally touched the man’s lips.

The touch startled both of them at the same time.

Ying Zijin immediately retracted her hand. Her expression didn’t change, but her fingertips were still burning.

The narrow kitchen was filled with the fragrance of jade on the man’s body.

Using his height advantage, Fu Yunshen looked at her from above. His eyes were lowered, and his tone was as flippant as ever. “Little kid, why are you being so touchy?”