Quickly wear: Your Highness is too clingy

Chapter 29 The romantic partner is a bit sweet 29
The phone rang, it was a call from the Yun family.

It was Father Yun who spoke on the other end, with an unmistakable command tone in his words, "You go home today."

Yunzhi refused, "I won't reply."

After saying that, just hang up and block the dragon.

According to memory, the other party must have been furious in the room at this moment, scolding her for disrespecting her elders, being a white-eyed wolf, and so on.

The black picture is pure.

Sister Lin held the soda can and was a little surprised, "Why do the Yun family want you?"

Yunzhi shrugged, "Who knows? It's not a good thing anyway."

Last time, I asked her to go to dinner. After she went there, she found out that she was discussing marriage with the Xie family.

It won't be much better this time.

But not long after, Mrs. Yun sent a message asking her to have afternoon tea tomorrow.

Yunzhi lowered his eyes to read the news, and finally agreed.

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The next afternoon.

A well-kept lady wearing a blue vintage cheongsam was sitting on the sofa, with a hint of sadness between her brows. It was Mrs. Yun.

Yunzhi walked over and sat across from her. Mrs. Yun's eyes were filled with surprise and her voice was soft, "Zhizhi, you're here."

She took the initiative to start the conversation, "Zhizhi, I know everything about last time. It was Wan'er who made her own decision. I have already dismissed her."

Lin Wan'er is the daughter of the Yun family's nanny, the maid who threw the suitcase into the rain that day.

"I know you feel aggrieved, but no matter what, I am still your mother. After all, Yaoyao is my biological daughter, and I personally watched you grow up. Mom sometimes doesn't know how to balance, but after all she owes you a debt. Yaoyao is a child, and I must take care of her feelings. Zhizhi, can you understand?"

Mrs. Yun tried to explain to her, and even spoke a little incoherently. However, the girl in front of her always looked calm, and her beautiful eyes looked at her quietly.

Yunzhi called her softly, "Mrs. Yun." Mrs. Yun's eyes were filled with disbelief and pain, "You called me...Mrs. Yun?"

The girl's voice was calm, "When I was twenty, didn't I move out of your household registration?"

Mrs. Yun opened her mouth, trying to explain something.

"Listen to me. I was adopted by you when I was six years old. Until I was ten years old, I won the first place but was scolded by you for no reason. Later, I also took back the dolls you gave me one by one, using the excuse of donating them to the orphanage. First the doll, then the dress, then the necklace as a birthday present.”

"You are the ones who have found Yun Yaoyao a long time ago, and you are the ones who have delayed letting her go home. I spent a total of no more than two million on the Yun family, and I didn't take anything with me when I left the Yun family. I owe you all I paid it off a long time ago.”

"Mrs. Yun, I don't owe Yun Yaoyao anything, right?"

Mrs. Yun was heartbroken by the words "Mrs. Yun". Her eyes turned red and her voice was a little stiff, "Yes... you don't owe her, and you don't owe us."

It is they who owe Yaoyao.

It was she who insisted on adopting a new daughter as sustenance after Yaoyao was lost. After finally finding their biological daughter... they were worried that Yaoyao would disgrace the Yun family, but they used the excuse of not wanting to make Zhizhi sad to admit her daughter back.

No one cared about the last two daughters.

One no longer dares to accept the gifts from her, and they don’t even need to pay for tuition and living expenses. The other one... had no complaints in his heart.

Mrs. Yun covered her face and cried.

Yunzhi stood up and said, "Mrs. Yun, from now on, you only need to love one daughter."

After saying that, she left.

Not far after she walked out of the cafe, a female voice called out to her from behind, "Hey, Yunzhi!"

Yunzhi is a little impatient, and this little bit of household chores will never be finished.

She turned around and looked over, saying in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)