Chapter 429: 395 You parents are really disgusting [1 more update] Chapter 429: 395 You parents are really disgusting [1 more update] Before they came from the capital, they had confirmed that the appropriate candidate was the young lady of the Ying Family.
The Great Elder said the young lady of the Ying Family was born at one minute and one second past one o’clock on March 24th, there could be no mistake.
The man’s gaze was icy cold, like the blade of a knife.
Zhong Manhua had never seen such a thing; she began to tremble: “Rea…Really, Xiao Xuan, she wasn’t born on March 24th. We just changed her birthday to that date when we adopted her.”
She also knew that Ying Yuexuan’s actual age was a bit older.
It was just that she had been in a terrible mental state during that time. Without Ying Yuexuan’s company, she might have ended up in a mental institution.
She didn’t know why these people valued the birth time so much, but she absolutely couldn’t let them take Ying Yuexuan away.
Upon hearing this, the man let out a cold laugh.
He strode forward, grabbed Zhong Manhua’s collar with one hand, and lifted her up.
Zhong Manhua’s face turned even paler.
Her feet dangled in the air, and her eyes were filled with fear.
On the other side, Ying Zhenting was still lying on the ground, also pale.
Although he was over fifty, he often exercised and was in better shape than many younger people who smoked and drank excessively.
Yet, the man in black seemed to lightly kick, without exerting much force, but made him feel as though all his organs were churning.
Even the bodyguards carefully chosen for the scions of the Four major noble families were not this formidable.
“Adopted?” The man looked at Zhong Manhua indifferently, a hint of mockery in his eyes. “You think a few words can deceive me? Do you take me for a fool like those from your worldly families?”
Zhong Manhua’s mind was no longer functioning.
She couldn’t understand some of the terms the man used. She just instinctively wanted to protect Ying Yuexuan.
Who were these people, anyway?
Zhong Manhua’s voice trembled violently, becoming incoherent: “I, I’m telling the truth, just go to any family in Shanghai City and ask, they, they all know that Xiao Xuan was adopted by the Ying Family, so she really wasn’t born on that day!”
“Where is your biological daughter then?” The man seemed to half believe her, but his voice grew colder. “You are all smiles and warmth towards the daughter you adopted. Why is your biological daughter not present? Could it be that she is your enemy?”
They had been staking out the outside of the old Ying house for half a day already.
The man also feared capturing the wrong person, so after observing Ying Yuexuan’s, Ying Zhenting’s, and Zhong Manhua’s interactions, he was repeatedly sure they were biologically related.
That single sentence made Zhong Manhua’s face turn red, with shame.
But with her life and death hanging on the man’s whim, Zhong Manhua, no matter how humiliated, had to spit out the rest of her words.
Her lips quivered: “She, she has severed ties with our Ying Family, I swear, I’m telling the truth. Go find Ying Zijin, she is the one born on March 24th!”
The man’s eyes narrowed, his grip softened slightly, and he slowly uttered three words, “Ying Zijin?”
“Yes!” Grasping at straws, Zhong Manhua pleaded, “It’s her, you can check. It’s really easy, everyone in Shanghai City knows, how could I possibly deceive you?”
Only then did the man turn his head and give a sign to the person in black on his left: “Go and inquire.”
He then let go, casually throwing Zhong Manhua to the ground.
The person in black left quickly, understanding the command.
Zhong Manhua was finally able to breathe fresh air, gasping deeply for breath.
Seeing the man’s action, she was stunned, then took out her phone shakily: “You, you can call to ask.”
The man took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, coldly stating: “I don’t like using those things, understand?”
Zhong Manhua didn’t dare utter another word, her teeth chattering.
The man glanced around the hall and sat down on the sofa, quite leisurely.
But every minute and every second was like torment over a fire for the three members of the Ying Family.
Ten minutes later, the person in black returned.
He bowed, kneeling on one knee, performing an ancient courtesy: “Second Young Master, after asking several families, she is indeed the Ying Family’s Foster Daughter, and Ying Family’s real daughter is named Ying Zijin.”
“Good.” The man looked up, his gaze turning towards Zhong Manhua, menacing: “Ying Zijin, where is she?”
“She…” Just as Zhong Manhua was about to answer, she realized she didn’t have any information, making her even more embarrassed. “I, I don’t know.”
The man’s gaze then swept towards Ying Zhenting.
Ying Zhenting stiffened: “I don’t know either.”