boyutpedia Chapter 200 Fake Gold: She's Spoiled and Overbearing 3
Chapter 200 Fake Gold: She's Spoiled and Overbearing 3
"Zihan, here's a card for you. There's 100,000 in it. You'll have 100,000 every month from now on. This is your allowance. Buy whatever you want. We Wen family children can't be stingy."
The whole family was sitting in the living room watching TV when Wen's father suddenly took out a card and handed it to Wen Zihan.
Wen Zihan took the card in a daze. The shock in her eyes was genuine. One hundred thousand! You know, when the Jiang family wanted to marry her off, the bride price they only gave was two hundred thousand.
Is this the world of the rich? A month's allowance, something she wouldn't even dare to dream of, and this was supposed to be her life...
"Dad, how could you do this? Ten thousand yuan isn't even enough to buy me a bag. Are you going to cut my allowance too?" Qingmo lay on Chen Yu's lap playing games, pouting in dissatisfaction as she played.
Chen Yu affectionately patted her head: "Silly girl, how could that be? Your dad loves you the most, how could anyone else compare to you?"
The eldest brother, Wen Zi'an, chimed in, "That's right, Qingqing, how could you possibly be treated the same as an outsider? Don't worry, if you don't have enough money, just ask your older brother, and I'll give you all of mine."
Wen Zihao: "Yes, yes, yes, you can have yours too. Our little princess can't be without money."
Everyone was talking at once, and no one paid any attention to Wen Zihan standing to the side. The joy of receiving so much money vanished instantly. Oh, so she was just an outsider after all.
"Ahem, alright, stop fooling around. Qingqing, your allowance is the same as before. If you need more, just ask Dad. Zihan is used to being frugal, unlike you bunch of spendthrift little things. Don't compare yourself to her."
Wen's father interrupted everyone's speech, after all, the money he gave Zihan was indeed a bit too little, and the children's comments made him a little embarrassed.
However, Qingmo did not do as he wished. "Oh! So only Zihan has 100,000. Then I'm relieved. One million isn't enough for me. If it really drops, I'll make a scene."
Wen's father shook his head helplessly: "Alright, you little rascal, when have I ever mistreated you?"
Qingmo: "Hehe, Daddy is the best, I love you."
Seeing the family beaming with joy, Wen Zihan felt completely out of place. She couldn't fit in at all, and the 100,000 yuan that had made her happy earlier now seemed ridiculous.
Wen Zihan gripped the bank card tightly and stood up. "Thank you, Dad. I'm going back to my room now." She didn't want to stay here any longer; seeing how much her family doted on the fake heiress was truly ironic.
After returning to her room, Wen Zihan couldn't help but shed tears. She recalled the suffering she had endured in the Jiang family. She had thought that returning to the Wen family would be different, but she never expected that she would still be the one who was not loved.
Qingmo didn't care. Acting was her forte. Whether in her past life or now, the Wen family had always treated the original owner very well.
She is a beneficiary of the system, so why would she think the Wen family is bad? Her values are nonexistent; anything that benefits her is considered true, good, and beautiful.
There is true affection and true love everywhere in the world. As for Wen Zihan, what does her suffering have to do with me?
And so, Wen Zihan lived a life of subservience in the Wen family every day, coldly watching the loving family members. Her mind became twisted, but on the surface, she was still the same pitiful little thing.
Qingmo: "Little sister, my shoes are dirty today. Could you clean them for me later? I don't trust the maids to do the work. Thank you."
Chen Yu: "Hmm, that's right. Also, Qingqing's princess dress is missing a pearl. Go to the garden later and look for it. That's Qingbao's favorite dress."
Qingmo: "Mom, isn't this making things too hard on my little sister?"
Chen Yu: "Hmph, what's so hard about it? She eats my food and drinks my water, and does nothing all day long. How could doing some work be tiring for her? She should be content with the life she had in the Jiang family before."
Hearing this, Wen Zihan objected. "Mom, the Jiang family is my sister's family. The life I lived before was for my sister. According to you, if my sister has Jiang family blood, then she must have been born to do manual labor, right?"
After hearing her words, Chen Yu's face turned ugly. She stepped forward and slapped her twice, saying coldly, "Do you have the right to speak? Qingbao grew up in our family, so naturally she's one of us. How can she be compared to a lowly wretch like you? It's true that those who weren't raised by us are different. You ingrate, humph."
After saying that, Chen Yu pulled Qingmo upstairs, while Wen Zihan stared at them silently with a sinister look in his eyes.
To everyone's surprise, Qingmo suddenly turned her head, stuck out her tongue at her, and looked smug.
Wen Zihan: ...
Qingmo said that she didn't need to take action herself; she would wait and see, the family affection that the female lead longed for most would take care of her.
Don't be fooled by the fact that the female lead was ruthless towards the Wen family in her past life. It was actually the Wen family's own doing. The female lead lacked love since childhood. The more you lack something, the more you want it. It was because of this desire that she turned love into hatred.
Soon, the start of the school year will arrive, and Qingmo will soon begin her university life. She is really looking forward to it. Male lead, hehe, just tell me how you want to die.
On the first day of school, it was her second brother who drove Qingmo to school in his sports car. Wen Zihan was ignored by everyone. The servants in the house were all perceptive. No one would rush to curry favor with an unfavored young lady.
Wen Zihan wanted the housekeeper to arrange a car to take her there, but the housekeeper was elusive and she couldn't find him.
Helpless, she had to take the bus by herself. I don't understand why she couldn't just take a taxi. Is this some kind of attempt to create a certain persona?
She has 100,000 yuan in pocket money, and she still can't afford a taxi? The main character should be frugal and hardworking, and she should endure hardship even if she doesn't have it.
Wen Zihan arrived late, halfway through Qingmo's class. The two were in the same department and class, both studying finance, as was the male lead.
Half asleep, Qingmo heard a murmur. She looked up and saw that the source of the noise was her dear younger sister.
She and a boy were seen wrestling and hugging. The teacher, an old professor, was so angry that his beard trembled. Not only were the two late for the first day of class, but they were also disrupting the lesson. The teacher pointed at the two and told them to get out.
Qingmo squinted at the boy. Hmm, he was handsome and dashing, and judging from his clothes, he was a wealthy man. She recognized him immediately; he was someone she had a grudge against.
The official couple is here, he's here! He quickly took the female lead and left.
Well, pretty good.
Propping her head up, Qingmo continued pecking at rice like a chick, saying she'd discuss it later; she'd gotten up too early and was sleepy.