Ying Jing drugged Wen Fucheng.
How can you talk like that, sister?
You're really affecting our friendship, aren't you?
"I'm now unilaterally declaring a breakup with you for three seconds."
Weiyi had just gotten up and received a bombardment from her friend, and as a sister, of course she was happy for her friend.
"But don't you think your progress is too fast? For you, it can be understood as starting with looks, but Wen Fucheng can't be someone who goes for appearance, right!"
"Who says it's impossible? What if I just happen to match his aesthetic?"
Sister, are you silly!
Sister, your love-struck mind will get you deceived.
Sister, wake up.
"A man like Wen Fucheng has seen all kinds of beautiful women. You've only met a few times, and he agreed to let you pursue him. This is a trap. He must see that you're young and bold, and just wants to play with a rich heiress like you."
The more she listened, the more creepy it seemed. Were they talking about the same person?
"Wen Fucheng is not like what you said."
"Men! You haven't experienced much of the world, so you won't understand. It's not surprising for a young girl to be infatuated with a mature man a bit older."
No, no, Ying Jing wanted to say she wasn't inexperienced with the world. In her past life, she'd seen too many lousy men, but Wen Fucheng was absolutely not one of them.
However, her friend's words weren't without reason.
Thinking carefully from when she met him at the club to getting in his car and now having meals, he seemingly never refused her requests.
Wen Fucheng, being so busy, how could he possibly find time to accompany a little girl like her?
There was something fishy.
Had they met before this?
Ying Jing really had no recollection.
This damn rebirth plot had thrown everything into chaos.
No, she had to find an opportunity to test the other party.
Ying Jing quickly packed up and went home.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked in, she bumped into her mother coming over.
"Auntie said you weren't home last night, where did you go?"
Not expecting her mother to come, Ying Jing quickly thought of an excuse. "I slept at Weiyi's house. You know, we're close. I occasionally go over to accompany her, and she comes over to accompany me." Indeed, this was true; if it weren't for this relationship since childhood, Ying's mother would surely be suspicious.
"Mom, why did you suddenly come over? Didn't brother go to work?"
"I came specifically to find you."
Oh, she came to find her, but for what?
Ying Jing sat on the sofa, took a bite of the fruit from the table.
Mother looked at her daughter and couldn't help but sigh. They had only two children—Ying Zenan and Ying Jing—both outstanding individuals. Especially Ying Jing, who grew more beautiful with time, which brought its own set of troubles.
There were quite a few families interested in marriage alliances.
The Ying Family didn't need to use their children's marriages to consolidate status; their marriages were free.
But Ying Jing's infatuation with Lu Zishu had caused quite a stir, and Ying's mother had kindly reminded her several times, having been traumatized by Ying Jing's suicide attempt.
"Do you still have contact with Lu Zishu?"
"Yes!" After all, they were at the same school and couldn't avoid seeing each other. Ying Jing, with her bad luck of always bumping into male leads, would probably still pass by even if Lu Zishu fell into a ditch.
Their understandings were different, yet hearing her say 'yes' made Ying's mother instantly nervous.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't seek him out or like him anymore?"
"Right, I'm pursuing someone else now. I'll bring him home for you to see once I've caught him."
Oh no, having your cake and wanting to eat it too.
Why hadn't she noticed her daughter's potential to be a player before?
Couldn't it be that being unable to get Lu Zishu now made her slack off?
"Can you tell Mom who you're pursuing now?"
"No." Ying Jing shook her head, munching on the apple, her answer muffled. "I can't say now. Anyway, he's someone very special and a million times better than Lu Zishu."
Mother was very worried!
"Are you trying to randomly find someone to be with just because you couldn't get Lu Zishu?"
Ying Jing paused, biting into the apple. Did she look like such a person?
Under her questioning gaze, mother slowly nodded. She couldn't say it never happened before.
She couldn't be blamed for suspiciousness. Ying Jing's pursuit of Lu Zishu wasn't a day or two, not even months but years...and now saying she no longer loved him and wouldn't pursue him anymore was hard not to doubt!
She knew changing her family's mind all of a sudden was difficult.
"Mom, just assume I've grown up now and have figured things out! A forced melon won't be sweet. I know I've caused him trouble. Don't worry. I even apologized to Lu Zishu the last time we met. After all, I'm not even afraid to die, meaning I've come to terms with things."
Indeed!
Seeing her so serious, mother reluctantly trusted her and smiled with a trace of relief.
"That's good. Your brother must have told you about Grandpa Ye's 70th birthday, right? Ye Qingyu personally came yesterday to deliver the invitation at home."
"Hmm?"
"When you were young, Grandpa Ye was good to you, and you often went to play with Ye Qingyu."
Ying Jing wanted to cry; she didn't remember.
"Mom, you said it was when I was young. How young was that! It's normal I don't remember."
"Ye Qingyu has become more and more handsome, a good person. Do you have any thoughts about him?"
Thoughts, what thoughts could there be?
"Mom, if I wanted him, I'd have already had him. No need for your introduction."
Ying Jing's words opened her mother's eyes indeed.
Afraid of startling her mother, Ying Jing quickly explained.
"I'm saying this just to let you know there's no chance between me and Ye Qingyu, so don't think about introducing us. It might ruin the friendship."
"What type do you like then? Lu Zishu's type?"
Why circle back.
"Didn't I tell you? I'm pursuing someone else. I'll let you know as soon as there's news."
"You're not twisting another melon, are you!"
Ying Jing chuckled, sitting beside her mom.
"Don't worry, this melon is ripe for sure."
The more Ying Jing talked like this, the less assured mother felt. She went straight to the Ying Group after leaving the villa.
Ying Zenan didn't expect his mom to come; he had just finished talking with Wen Fucheng. Upon exiting the meeting room, he saw Shen Qiurong stepping out from the elevator.
"Mom, why are you here? Isn't dad not back yet?"
"I'm not looking for your dad. I'm here for you. Neither of you come home, so I have to come to the office if I want to see you. I wanted to ask you something anyway."
Ying Zenan glanced at Wen Fucheng and asked Shen Qiurong to wait in the office, then returned after seeing Wen Fucheng off.
As soon as he opened the door, he heard his mother's questioning.
"Your sister says she's chasing someone amazing recently. Do you know who it is?"
Ying Zenan: ...
His mom's timing was impeccable; the very person his sister was talking about had just likely stepped out of the Ying Group's doors.
"I, probably know!"
"What do you mean probably? Tell me the truth! Are you covering for her? Is she still in contact with Lu Zishu?"
"These things you should ask her directly. Asking me won't help." If he told, Ying Jing would raise a storm.
"Have you met the person? What are they like?" He better not be like Lu Zishu! Although there was nothing wrong with Lu Zishu, Ying Jing clinging onto someone who didn't love her wasn't right.
If Ying Jing gave up on Lu Zishu, it would be ideal. No one wanted the cherished little princess to humble herself for someone who didn't reciprocate her feelings.
Ying Zenan didn't want to admit Wen Fucheng was better than him.
"Pretty good."
"How do they compare to you?"
Without a thought, Ying Zenan replied.
"This equation does not hold."
Later.
When Shen Qiurong saw the Wen Fucheng Ying Jing brought home and looked at her own son.
Yes, this equation indeed did not hold.