Quickly Transmigrate: I am the Heroine in a Bloody and Abusive Story

Chapter 212 The Overlord Insists on Using Me as Bai Yueguang’s Stand-in (100)

While Ni Fang was fully immersed in the busy filming, the lives of the people around him were like being caught in a violent storm, undergoing a tremendous change that was turned upside down.

Ye Haotian stared solemnly at the crucial kinship identification report in his hand, his eyes seemed to penetrate the thin paper.

It was written in black and white that Zhong Ying and Ni Fang's DNA indeed came from the same parents.

Although the truth was already clear, Ye Haotian felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Even if I knew the truth, what would it matter? I still couldn't do anything.

Even if he wanted to tell Ni Fang that her biological parents were Zhong Youlin and Zhou Jingyun, she was no longer the wild child without parental love, and she no longer had to face the world alone. She was fully qualified to enjoy the love and wealth that the Zhong family could give her.

But Ye Haotian could not forget the warning look in Zhong Youlin's eyes. Zhong Youlin seemed very reluctant to recognize Ni Fang.

why?

He knew that Zhong Ying didn't want Ni Fang to return to the Zhong family because she didn't want another person to appear and take away her parents' love for her, but why did Zhong Youlin do this?

As Zhong Ying's boyfriend, the most important thing he should do now is to stay with Zhong Ying, ask her to accept that she has a sister who is away from home, and tell her that there is a little girl who has been away from home for a long time, so long that the little girl herself has forgotten that she has a complete family.

But whenever this topic came up, Zhong Ying would change the subject. Although there had never been anything wrong with her expression, Ye Haotian could still see disgust and irritation in her eyes.

When did Zhong Ying become like this?

Ye Haotian felt dazed.

Gradually, he no longer wanted to see Zhong Ying. He always felt that every time they met, he would waste the little love he had left for her.

Ye Haotian asked himself, he really liked Zhong Ying, liked her noble elegance, liked her neck that could never be lowered, but the current Zhong Ying was nothing like she used to be. Every time they met, he realized clearly that the original Zhong Ying had been buried on the stage along with her dream.

Ye Haotian couldn't help but think of Ni Fang. She seemed to always have endless energy. She was so fresh and full of vitality. Even her cheeks were a healthy pink. She looked pretty without any blush.

What was he thinking about?

Ye Haotian held his head and forced himself to stop making such meaningless comparisons. Ni Fang had clearly told him the meaning of respect, so why couldn't he do it?

Ye Haotian suddenly realized that he seemed to always do things that disappointed Ni Fang.

No, maybe there was something he could do.

……

The sun was setting, and when the last bit of sunlight disappeared behind the clouds, the door of the Zhong family slowly opened.

"Mom, slow down. You finally got back from the hospital, you need to take better care of your health." Zhong Ying carefully supported Zhou Jingyun and went up the stairs step by step.

Behind Zhong Ying is the servant of the Zhong family, but she still takes care of her mother personally. At this moment, she places all her hopes on her mother.

Only mother can save herself!

During this period of time, Zhong Ying keenly noticed that her father's attitude towards her had changed greatly. A few days ago, he even deliberately tested her to ask if she remembered that there was a younger sister in the family.

Zhong Ying's head suddenly exploded. She had told her father that she didn't remember her sister at all! Her father also took the initiative to mention that in order to take better care of her, he sent her to her aunt's house in the United States when her sister was born!

How could she have seen any sister!

My sister is dead, isn't she? She asked her father tentatively, but her father was not as decisive as he was in the hospital. He remained silent.

Zhong Ying knew what this silence meant.

She didn't dare to delve into it further, as she couldn't accept her father's answer at all.

"Yingying, did you have a fight with Haotian? I don't think I have seen him in the hospital this month. Haotian used to come here very often." Zhou Jingyun said.

Zhou Jingyun's words pulled Zhong Ying out of her memory.

Come to think of it, Zhong Ying hasn't seen Ye Haotian for a long time.

Ye Haotian is not as attentive to her as before.

Seeing that Zhong Ying didn't say anything, Zhou Jingyun continued to speak based on her understanding of her daughter, "Don't be so petty. Haotian likes you and is tolerant of you in everything, but you can't let him give in to you in everything."

Zhong Ying felt a lump in her throat and tears started to fall.

"Mom! I feel like Haotian doesn't love me enough. He wouldn't have been so cold to me before. In the past, no matter what I said or did, he thought it was good. But now he thinks everything I say and do is bad."

Zhou Jingyun walked into the room and sat down. When she heard Zhong Ying say this, she was not angry at all. Instead, she found it a little funny. "It's all because of Haotian that you've been spoiled. And your dad, who's busy all day and nowhere to be seen, also spoils you."

It would be better if Zhou Jingyun didn't mention Zhong Youlin. Now Zhong Ying felt even more aggrieved. Her illness was already eroding her life. Why were Zhong Youlin and Ye Haotian unwilling to be more patient with her?

She just wanted to grab what she could grab and get more love and attention at the end of her life!

Why can't even this request be met?

"Mom," Zhong Ying squatted down and put her hands on Zhou Jingyun's knees, "You will help me, right?"

Zhou Jingyun rubbed Zhong Ying's head twice and said, "Child, if you don't tell me what's wrong, how can your mother help you?"

Zhong Ying lowered her head and smiled, "You are already helping me at home."

Zhong Ying’s idea was very simple. It didn’t matter who Ni Fang was, as long as she was not the daughter of the Zhong family.

After settling her mother in the room, Zhong Ying went downstairs to ask the nanny to prepare a sumptuous dinner. Her mother had finally returned, and it was time for the family to have a meal together.

Unexpectedly, before she could say anything, she saw her father with a gloomy face at the restaurant door.

Zhong Ying couldn't help but take a step back, but she pretended to be calm, "Dad, you came back really early today."

Zhong Youlin felt his temples throbbing. In order not to scare his daughter, he took a few deep breaths to calm down. "Jingyun is recovering in the hospital. Why did you ask her to come back? The situation at home is very chaotic now. Don't always make things more complicated."

"Am I causing more trouble?" Zhong Ying clenched her fists. "I want Mom and Dad to return home. Mom lives in a nursing home, and you live in the company. I'm the only one in this house! Our house is too cold. It's so cold that I feel it's so empty when I look around!"

Zhong Youlin pulled out a chair and sat down. He noticed that Zhong Ying was on the verge of a bipolar disorder outbreak, but he continued speaking. For the sake of this family, he continued, "I want to find your sister back."

"My sister is dead!"

"She's not dead."

"She's dead!"

Zhong Youlin finally understood at this moment that Zhong Ying had been pretending to be ignorant. She didn't want Zhong Jiao to come back, so she forcibly destroyed his plan, brought Jingyun back from the sanatorium, and put pressure on him.

Zhong Ying in front of him had red eyes and her lips were tightly bitten, as if she was waiting for Zhong Youlin's answer.

If he had known the truth before, Zhong Youlin would have chosen to keep the fact that Zhong Jiao was still alive a secret, which would have been good for both Zhou Jingyun and Zhong Ying.

But now, he clearly knew the truth about Zhong Jiao's disappearance, and he couldn't turn a blind eye to Zhong Jiao.

"Yingying, you have always been a child with your own ideas. You don't want to do business and want to learn ballet, so I agreed with you. You don't want to get engaged to the Ye family too early and want to dance in a foreign dance troupe until you don't want to dance anymore, so I agreed with you. But I can't agree with you about Jiaojiao going home."

"But Mom..."

Zhong Ying wanted to say something else, but Zhong Youlin's expression suddenly changed. "Do you know who suggested me to take Jiaojiao back?"

Zhong Ying's pupils shrank.

"It's Ye Haotian." Zhong Youlin seemed to have suddenly unloaded a heavy burden from his shoulders and leaned back in his chair. "Ask Ye Haotian if you have anything to say. I'm tired."

Zhong Ying turned and left, she didn't even have time to change into a more comfortable pair of shoes.

The restaurant fell silent.

"What about you? Are you willing to go home, Jiaojiao?"

Zhong Youlin turned his head and looked at the three-year-old girl beside him. Of course, she could not answer. She just sat on the ground silently playing with the building blocks in her hands, even though blood was already flowing all over the floor.

The cold wind passed through her body and blew onto Zhong Youlin.

Zhong Youlin couldn't help but shudder. It was midsummer, but he felt extremely cold. Zhong Ying was right. This house was really too cold.