The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 212 - 204 Zhong Zhiwan is completely ruined [1 update]

Chapter 212: 204 Zhong Zhiwan is completely ruined [1 update]

The date was 2 a.m. this morning.

Verdant Campus is an anonymous forum, so the students had no idea who posted this message.

[Title]: Zhong Zhiwan abuses her powers as the president of the student council to take calligraphy written by Ying Zijin.

[Content]: Do you still remember the art festival in March? The school invited many masters from the field, even President Sheng was there.

At that time, Lin Xi accused Ying Zijin of plagiarizing Wei Hou’s work, but it turned out that the calligraphy was indeed written by Ying Zijin.

Everyone must be wondering why Wei Hou’s seal was on Ying Zijin’s calligraphy.

In fact, Zhong Zhiwan saw Ying Zijin’s calligraphy before the awards selection and, fearing her first place would be taken, she took away Ying Zijin’s entry and went to find Wei Hou.

Wei Hou is also a habitual thief, the cooperation between two thieves is truly nauseating.

If it wasn’t for the photo taken by President Sheng at the time, their scheme would have succeeded.

I guarantee with my integrity, this exposure is absolutely true, Wei Hou and Lin Xi told me in person, and both can testify.

Once this Weibo was posted, it set off another round of melon-eating frenzy.

[Being afraid of losing first place, so you steal someone else’s calligraphy, what kind of move is this???]

[Wait wait wait, I remember the name Ying Zijin, sounds familiar, wasn’t she the Miss Cousin mentioned by the Zhong Corporation before?]

[Now I get it, a wealthy family rivalry, but why would you, as the heiress, compete with a Miss Cousin? There’s no conflict of interest, can’t you live in harmony as sisters?]

[No no no, there’s a problem, this Miss Cousin isn’t blood-related, she was adopted by the Ying Family, so there’s even less of a connection, why would Zhong Zhiwan do this?]

While netizens were busily discussing, the Hua Country Calligrapher Association, which doesn’t usually post on Weibo, shared this explosive news.

[@Hua Country Calligrapher Association V: The situation is true.]

Since Zhong Zhiwan dared to plagiarize at the international fashion design competition, netizens were no longer surprised by this news.

But Verdant’s campus forum exploded.

[Crap! I must be blind, I actually worshipped such a person as a goddess, my youth has gone to the dogs.]

[I didn’t see it before, but Zhong Zhiwan’s mindset is actually so vicious?]

[I suddenly remember, Zhong Zhiwan always spoke badly about Ying Zijin, this must have been intentional, right?]

[What? She thinks she can talk about my God Ying?]

[Praise God Ying, a consistent 730 on mock exams!]

[Stop it, is there a group buying incense burners? If I take a sneaky photo of God Ying in class 19 and hang it on the wall, will I get chased and beaten?]

[You will, on a night when it’s dark and windy, you’ll be stuffed into a sack by Brother Ran and beaten.]

After a junior replied with this comment, he added indignantly, “Zhong Zhiwan really went too far, luckily there was evidence at the time.”

Ying Zijin was leaning against the windowsill with her eyes closed, resting.

Upon hearing this, she opened her eyes, her gaze landing on Jiang Ran and Xiu Yu, “You guys?”

“Definitely not.” Xiu Yu knew what she meant and spread his hands, “Jiang Ran and I had no idea about the twist behind this incident.”

Jiang Ran took a sip of water, ate a pill, and said with suppressed irritation, “If we had known, wouldn’t we have stuffed her into a sack and given her a beating long ago?”

Ying Zijin narrowed her eyes, too lazy to check.

She leaned against the window, looking down at her phone.

Since her account Cola Milk Tea Fries caused quite a stir on the NOK forum, she decided not to use that one anymore, and registered a new alt.

ID: Guide

Level: A

Ying Zijin didn’t grind for growth points, she just went in.

The account Diviner, one of the earliest four accounts on NOK forum, has a lot of privileges and can let any other accounts in at will.

Since she had already used it and caught the attention of some old friends, using it again wouldn’t matter.

Ying Zijin clicked into the trading area.

This section is different from the Bounty District, and most of the top hunters don’t open shops here unless they have special needs.

The trading area is where users buy and sell items, and less rare materials are also available here.

Ying Zijin thought for a moment, then made a post.

This 𝓬ontent is taken from fгeewebnovёl.co𝙢.

[Trade]

For sale:

Whitening facial mask, effective in seven days, one course for 1888 yuan;

Hair growth shampoo, effective in three days, one bottle for 199 yuan;

Remedy pills for kidney deficiency, effective in five days, one box for 6666 yuan.

The pricing wasn’t particularly high, and users on the NOK forum were not short of money.

As everyday items, these things sold quickly, a thousand were sold in no time.

Since most users chose to hide their identity, transactions in the trading area require the seller to send the items to a location specified by Hidden Alliance; then, Hidden Alliance would handle the delivery.

It’s said that the delivery service of the Hidden Alliance is excellent, order in the morning, and it arrives by afternoon, door-to-door delivery.

Just as Ying Zijin was about to log off, a popup appeared on the screen.

[10]: Why have you started using an alt?

[Guide]: ?

[10]: Sorry, I not only deleted my friend but also chopped off my hand.

After a few seconds, the person couldn’t help but send another message.

[10]: I mean, when can we meet up?

[Guide]: ?

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[10]: I’m sorry, I forgot you were dead.

**

At seven o’clock in the evening, Zhong Zhiwan finally returned to Shanghai City.

All the way, she dared not lift her head.

Even though most passersby couldn’t recognize her, she still felt like they were all giving her strange looks.

She had never felt like this before.

Only when she reached the Zhong Family home did Zhong Zhiwan’s taut nerves finally relax.

But before she could even sit down, she was met with another slap across the face.

There was a crisp “slap” sound that echoed loudly.

It was Lady Zhong who had hit her.

With her hand covering her face, Zhong Zhiwan bit her lip and silently let tears flow.

“You see? What have you turned into now?” Lady Zhong unleashed all the pent-up anger, berating her without holding back, “Zhong Zhiwan, do you realize you’re ruined now?!”

What had she meticulously cultivated Zhong Zhiwan for?

Wasn’t it so that Zhiwan could enter the real circle of high society?

But now, with the plagiarism incident widely known, how could Zhiwan survive in Imperial Capital University?

“All my efforts have gone to waste!” Lady Zhong became more and more furious, “Zhong Zhiwan, have you done justice to me? To all these years—”

“Shut the hell up!”

A furious shout came from upstairs.

Lady Zhong’s heart skipped a beat, and she abruptly looked up.

Old Master Zhong came down from the second floor: “You still have the nerve to say that? What kind of thoughts have you been instilling in her at such a young age?”

Lady Zhong immediately fell silent.

She barely managed to crack a smile: “Old Master.”

“Haiyan is naive and was calculated against by you,” Old Master Zhong said coolly, looking at her, “I considered Wanwan’s sake, not wanting the child to lose her mother so soon after being born, and that’s the only reason I allowed you to stay.”

Zhong Haiyan, is the third son of Old Master Zhong, and Zhong Zhiwan’s father.

Lady Zhong’s mind buzzed suddenly.

“Don’t think that you have disguised yourself so well that I know nothing,” Old Master Zhong slammed the table, “I’m aware of everything, now, apologize immediately.”

Lady Zhong’s face burned with embarrassment: “But with things having turned out this way, what’s the use of apologizing?”

“So if it’s useless, you won’t apologize?” Old Master Zhong was provoked to laughter, “Wanwan got to this point because she has a vain mother like you.”

Zhong Zhiwan was still crying, but upon hearing this, she clung to a sliver of hope: “Grandfather…”

Yes, Old Master Zhong must have a way to solve it!

However, Old Master Zhong didn’t say anything more and simply turned and walked away.

Steward Zhong followed behind, letting out a sigh: “Miss, you should reflect on yourself. The old master has done all he could, this time, he can’t protect you anymore.”

**

Even though such a significant incident had occurred, classes still had to be attended.

Zhong Zhiwan knew that if she didn’t even attend school, she would truly have nothing left.

At the very least, through studying, she could enter Imperial Capital University.

In a few more years, once the public forgets about this incident, it wouldn’t affect her anymore.

So she quickly sorted out her emotions, and the next day, she carried her backpack and went to school.

But as soon as she entered the Elite Class, Zhong Zhiwan realized something was off.

The looks she received from her classmates were strange, especially the few girls she used to be close with, who were now openly showing their disgust.

Zhong Zhiwan’s heart pounded erratically: “You guys…”

“Zhong Zhiwan, I really regret ever hanging out with you,” her desk-mate said, directly moving her desk to the back, “who knows when you might stab me in the back.”

“Isn’t that the truth? On the surface you’re all cousin this, cousin that, but behind backs, you steal someone’s work.”

“Somebody like her, we don’t acknowledge her as our class president.”

Listening to her classmates, Zhong Zhiwan finally understood what was going on.

It was about that incident at the art festival!

She abruptly snatched a mobile phone from a boy nearby, her fingers trembling as she started to read the post.

In an instant, blood rushed to her head and her neck veins were on show.

What’s going on?

Why was this incident exposed!

“Why are you taking my phone like that?” the boy got angry, mocking her with another comment, “So you were pretending all along.”

Zhong Zhiwan stepped back, her complexion paler.

Her former admirers were now looking at her with those eyes.

Her close friends were also staying away from her as if she were trash.

Zhong Zhiwan could no longer bear it; she didn’t have the heart to stay in the class any longer, she packed up her things and walked out.

Just as she left the room, she ran into Ying Yuexuan, who had just come back from getting water.

Ying Yuexuan was stunned: “Zhiwan, why are you leaving again? School’s not out yet.”

Zhong Zhiwan held back her tears, ignoring Ying Yuexuan, and kept walking straight ahead.

But suddenly, she stopped, her back to Ying Yuexuan, and spoke in a cold voice: “That post was you, wasn’t it?”

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