Chapter 31: Clear-Sighted

Aunt Chen Lan was furious when she heard that number and shouted at the top of her lungs.

“What? Ten million? Do you think your dad runs a money-printing company? And you actually have the nerve to say that out loud!”

Yang Xiaolin had no intention of letting Yang Dapeng give Yang Xiaoyun this money. In the past, the most her father had ever given her was five hundred thousand. If he really agreed to give Yang Xiaoyun this enormous sum today, she would definitely feel resentful.

“Exactly, Dad! Ten million is not a small amount. What if she’s lying? Are you really going to give it to her just like that?”

“Yang Xiaolin, what do you mean by that? Are you saying I’m lying to Dad for money?”

Yang Xiaolin sneered. “Whether you’re lying or not, you know the truth yourself.”

She didn’t believe a word of Yang Xiaoyun’s excuse. Buying jewelry to accompany Ou Zichen to events? That sounded nice, but if she truly needed accessories for such occasions, Yang Xiaolin refused to believe that Ou Zichen wouldn’t have already prepared them for her.

“What I said is the truth. Believe it or not, that’s up to you. I know you don’t want Dad to give me the money because you’re jealous. You’re jealous that I have such an outstanding boyfriend like Ou Zichen, and you’re always hoping that he will dump me. But let me tell you, even if Ou Zichen did dump me, he still wouldn’t want you!”

“You…” Yang Xiaolin was instantly speechless, as if she had been hit in her sore spot.

“What? Am I not telling the truth?”

Seeing that the two sisters were about to argue, Yang Dapeng roared: “Enough! Stop fighting!”

He turned to scold Yang Xiaolin. “Xiaolin, you’re in the wrong here. Your sister finally found such a great boyfriend. You should be happy for her! How can you be so petty? Apologize to her right now!”

“Dad, I didn’t say anything wrong! Why should I apologize to her?”

Apologize? Did Yang Xiaoyun even deserve it?

Seeing Yang Xiaolin refuse to back down, Yang Dapeng immediately lost his temper and shouted: “What? My words don’t matter anymore?”

Chen Lan, who feared Yang Dapeng’s wrath the most, tugged on Yang Xiaolin’s arm and whispered: “Just let it go and listen to your dad. Otherwise, we won’t have any peace in this house!”

For the sake of the bigger picture, Yang Xiaolin had no choice but to yield. Begrudgingly, she muttered: “I’m sorry.”

Yang Dapeng quickly stepped in to smooth things over. “Xiaoyun, since your Big Sister has already apologized, just let it go this time. As for the ten million you asked for, I’ll have the finance department transfer it to you when I go back to the company tomorrow!”

After some thought, Yang Dapeng decided to give her the money. After all, her status was different now—she was Ou Zichen’s official girlfriend and would soon become Madam Ou. Spending money on her now was just an investment. He was sure he would reap even greater rewards in the future.

The project that Ou Corporation had given him had already earned him tens of millions, which was why he so readily agreed to give Yang Xiaoyun the money.

Seeing that Yang Dapeng had agreed, Yang Xiaoyun put on a magnanimous act and said generously: “Alright then, for Dad’s sake, I’ll forgive you this time. But don’t let it happen again!”

Yang Xiaolin was so furious at Yang Xiaoyun’s smug expression that she nearly exploded. But there was nothing she could do about it—she could only swallow her anger and endure it…

Her bedroom had been smashed into a complete mess, with debris scattered everywhere. There was no way she was going to clean it up herself. Stepping out of the bedroom, she ordered the servants: “Clean up my bedroom!”

“Yes, Second Young Miss!”

As Yang Xiaoyun walked downstairs, Yang Dapeng followed, showing concern. “Xiaoyun, you didn’t have lunch, did you? What would you like to eat? I’ll have them make it for you!”

“Anything is fine. Thanks, Dad!”

She had originally planned to have lunch at the Ou family’s house, but after the incident earlier, she ended up eating nothing at all. Now, she was indeed hungry. Going downstairs to get food was necessary—after all, she needed to be full to think clearly.

After pondering for a while, she had figured it out. Right now, the biggest obstacle between her and Ou Zichen was Zhao Jiaying. As long as she got rid of her, she and Ou Zichen could have as many children as they wanted in the future.

However, eliminating Zhao Jiaying was not something she could do herself—she would have to find someone else to do it. And hiring someone would require money. But she didn’t even have 200,000 in savings, which was why she had come up with such a poor excuse to scam the money.

Still, she knew her father would definitely give her the money. If you don’t sacrifice the child, you can’t catch the wolf—he wanted greater returns in the future, so he had to invest in her now. After all, at this moment, she was still widely recognized as Ou Zichen’s official girlfriend.

Meanwhile, in the study, Ou Zichen and Zhao Jiaying continued playing a few rounds of chess. In the end, Zhao Jiaying won, securing two out of three matches.

Ou Zichen had finally met a true opponent. However, he didn’t feel frustrated at all. Instead, he felt gratified and proud—his daughter was so outstanding, even surpassing him.

During lunch, Ou Zilong returned. He pulled Zhao Jiaying aside into a corner and whispered to her, settling his “accounts.”

“Yingbao, you ungrateful little thing! Second Uncle helped you so much, and you actually sold me out in front of Great-grandma! I got scolded because of you!”

“Second Uncle, Yingbao didn’t do it on purpose. Don’t be mad. You never told me that I couldn’t say it was you who told me, so…”

Since she was such an honest and well-behaved child, she naturally wouldn’t lie and simply told the truth.

“Hmph… And you dare say that? Don’t you always claim to be really smart? How come you were so stupid just now? So clueless?”

“What does ‘clueless’ mean?”

Zhao Jiaying had never learned this term before and didn’t understand its meaning, so she asked Ou Zilong.

“‘Clueless’ means…” But when she asked, Ou Zilong suddenly found himself at a loss for words. He didn’t even know how to explain it and immediately regretted using the term. Now, he was left tongue-tied.

“Ugh, whatever! Just remember this—never sell out Second Uncle again, got it? Otherwise, don’t even think about asking me for help with anything in the future!”

Threat! This was an outright, blatant threat, meant to make sure Zhao Jiaying learned her lesson well.

“Second Uncle, Yingbao remembers now. I will never betray you again. And this time, I even talked to Great-grandma and asked her not to be mad at you. She agreed!”  

What a capable little cutie—she even knew how to make amends.  

“Great-grandma really isn’t mad at Second Uncle anymore?”  

Thinking about Lin Zhenzhu’s earlier expression, which looked like she wanted to skin him alive, Ou Zilong still felt a bit uneasy. From childhood to now, he feared no one—except his elder brother and his grandmother.  

“Of course, it’s true! Why would Yingbao lie to Second Uncle? If you don’t believe me, I can go with you to ask Great-grandma!”  

“No need, Second Uncle believes you… I believe you!”  

There was no way he would dare to ask himself!  

The dining table was already full of dishes. Zhao Jiaying held Ou Zilong’s hand and led him toward the dining room.  

“Second Uncle, let’s hurry up and eat. There’s braised pork for lunch today!”  

As she spoke, Zhao Jiaying smacked her lips, nearly drooling.  

“Alright, little foodie!”  

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