The Fake Heiress's Inner Thoughts Were Heard by Her Entire Family

The living room of the Jing family.

The couple stood before the Jing family, their hearts filled with unease. Even without much worldly experience, they could sense the extraordinary aura emanating from the family members.

The man took a step forward, a smile plastered on his face, his eyes darting around nervously.

"Mr. Jing, I've heard so much about you! It's such an honor to finally meet you. You have no idea how much this trip means to me..."

Good heavens! This family was even wealthier than what he had seen on TV! This was truly a jackpot!Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Jing Zeqian sat impatiently on the sofa, his arms crossed, his expression clearly annoyed. "Which Mr. Jing are you talking to?"

The man paused, scanning the room before his gaze settled on Jing Beicheng, the eldest among them.

He must be the one who adopted that girl.

With a sycophantic grin, he said, "Everyone says it, Mr. Jing, you are truly blessed. Your two sons are both handsome and accomplished. A successful man like you, with such a big heart..."

"Enough, Mr. Chen. Take a seat. Let's skip the small talk," Jing Beicheng interjected, his voice carrying an air of authority as he straightened up.

The man quickly complied, nodding eagerly. The woman behind him shrank back, her neck stiff, sneaking glances around. Seeing her husband sit, she hurriedly followed suit.

"Mr. Chen, you're not from Nanyue, are you?"

"No, no, I just have relatives there. That's why I say it's fate that brought us together. I..."

"Which relative brought you back this time?"

"Huh? Oh, no! Although we work away from home, we still care about our elders, so we often come back to visit..."

"How did you confirm Yiyi's identity?"

"Well, it was all our carelessness. We came back to visit my aunt, and before we knew it, our child went missing. Thank goodness for Mr. Jing! That's why they say success follows people like you..."

Jing Zeyou, sitting nearby, had his eyes closed, leaning back on the sofa, silent throughout the exchange.

As the man's answers were peppered with flattery, Jing Zeyou felt a growing irritation.

"Don't you want to know about her?" His clear voice carried a hint of coldness.

The man was taken aback, momentarily confused.

"Who?"

Jing Zeqian had long since had enough. He shot to his feet, his eyes blazing with anger.

"Who?! You don't even know who you're here for?"

Even the usually gentle Lin Ruiqing was furious. If they were just an ordinary adoptive family, given these two's attitude, who would dare take in Yiyi?

The man and woman looked flustered. The man hurriedly explained, "Of course we do! She's our flesh and blood! But with a family like yours..."

Jing Zeyou opened his eyes, his gaze piercing as it landed on the man, who gradually fell silent under the intensity.

Why did this young man, who looked no older than twenty, have such a commanding presence?

Seeing the man quiet down, Jing Zeyou spoke coldly, "Two things. Once you leave this door, she has no connection to you..."

How could that be? They had come precisely because they were the girl's biological parents. If they couldn't get any benefits, what was the point of coming?

"Young master, do you doubt our identity? We can take a DNA test! The girl was found at the gate of the Nanyue orphanage, wasn't she? It was the middle of winter..."

All the details his aunt had mentioned matched. They were definitely the girl's birth parents!

And now, they were still trying to use Jing Yiyi's identity to their advantage!

Jing Zeqian's eyes turned bloodshot as he ground out through clenched teeth, "You... don't even think about it! Jing Yiyi will never have parents like you!"

The woman turned pale, tugging at her husband's sleeve. The man, realizing he had been too hasty, wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes betraying his guilt.

Jing Zeyou didn't stop Jing Zeqian. Once the man quieted down, he continued, "Second, after taking the money, you are never to set foot in North River again." His tone was emotionless.

The man and woman exchanged glances, their eyes lighting up with excitement.

Suppressing his glee, the man put on a facade of reluctance and said with a fake smile, "We didn't come all this way for money. We just wanted..."

Before he could finish, Jing Zeqian cut him off, "Enough nonsense! Do you not want the money?!"

The man quickly shut his mouth, offering a few ingratiating smiles.

Jing Zeqian closed his eyes in frustration, turning away, his fists clenched tightly.

The man didn't care about their attitudes. His goal was achieved, but he still wanted to know how much they were willing to offer.

Just as he was about to speak, the sound of crying came from outside. The woman's expression changed as she recognized her son's wails and rushed out.

...

In the garden, Jing Zejun seemed to have noticed something and was about to lead little Jing Yiyi away.

A thin woman suddenly dashed out, and Jing Zejun instinctively shielded Jing Yiyi behind her.

"Xiao Bao! Xiao Bao! What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

The woman rushed to the little boy, her eyes filled with worry.

The boy continued to cry, refusing to get up. "Mom! Those two worthless girls hit me! Tell Dad to beat them up!"

Only then did the woman notice the two girls standing nearby. She paused.

One of them must be her daughter, right?

Judging by the timeline, the girl should be around seven or eight years old. The one behind seemed younger, so it must be the one in front.

The woman's face lit up with joy as she helped her son up and turned to Jing Zejun, her voice soft and pleading.

"You're Yiyi, right?"

Jing Zejun's unease grew. She tightened her protective stance around little Jing Yiyi.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Yiyi, let's go!"

Little Jing Yiyi glanced at the woman, puzzled. Was this auntie calling her? But why was she talking to her sister?

Jing Yiyi didn't ask. She could sense Jing Zejun's tension and obediently prepared to leave with her.

From the villa, Jing Zeyou and the others rushed out.

Seeing Jing Yiyi and Jing Zejun outside, their expressions changed drastically.

Why were they back?!

The man also noticed the two girls. Ignoring his crying son, his eyes gleamed with greed and excitement.

He stepped toward Jing Zejun, who stood protectively in front.

"You're Yiyi, right? You've grown so much. I am..."

Jing Zeyou immediately interrupted him, "Both of you, get inside now!" His voice carried a rare trace of panic.

The man wasn't pleased. Compared to a one-time payout, building a relationship with his daughter was far more important! What could be better than having a daughter raised in a wealthy family to secure his future?

She was a living, breathing cash cow!

Before the man could act, Jing Zeyou seemed to sense his intentions and warned in a low voice, "Mr. Chen, if you say one more word, I guarantee you'll never speak again."

"You can tell I have the means to make that happen."

The man's pupils contracted in fear, his trembling fingers betraying his terror.

At the same time, the woman, having just calmed her son, made her move.