Rebirth: She Became a Beautiful and Cool Bigshot Chapter 55 - 55 55 Vicious Daughter

Chapter 55: Chapter 55 Vicious Daughter Chapter 55: Chapter 55 Vicious Daughter ng Wanhua gently agreed, feeling both bitter and warm inside.

What a wonderful child she was.

Perhaps she should write a will and reveal the secret of her birth.

No, that wouldn’t do.

It would cut off Lin Fangwei’s lifeline.

No matter how unbearable Lin Fangwei was, she was still her biological daughter.

Therefore, even if the will was written, she couldn’t let ng Chuyue see it too soon.

But what should she do then?

Rent a safety deposit box at the bank, hand the key to her, and have the lawyer keep the code sealed in an envelope, only allowing her to open it after five years?

ng Wanhua’s thoughts were in chaos, and she felt particularly tired, just about to go back to lie down on her bed when the doorbell rang.

She looked through the peephole and found Lin Fangwei outside.

Subconsciously, she wanted to pretend she wasn’t ho.

Unfortunately, ng Jingfen suddenly popped her head out from the second bedroom, “Mom, who is it?”

ng Jingfen had gotten particularly smooth at calling “Mom.”

Her eagerness to ask today was out of hope that Lin Youdong would co.

Her job search had been very unsuccessful these days.

The jobs willing to hire her were either too tiring or paid too little.

Those with lighter work and higher pay didn’t consider her, saying her education was too low, and that it would be better if she had a high school diploma.

Unable to find a job, she thought of asking Lin Youdong for money.

This was ng Chuyue’s suggestion; she wouldn’t do it if it wasn’t for her.

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Under these circumstances, ng Wanhua had no choice but to open the door and let Lin Fangwei in.

When ng Jingfen saw only Lin Fangwei, she scoffed and went back to continue sleeping.

Not wanting ng Jingfen to hear their conversation, ng Wanhua pulled Lin Fangwei into the bedroom.

The fruits ng Chuyue had brought back yesterday were hidden in the bottom compartnt of the wardrobe, covered with a cloth bag.

Lin Fangwei wouldn’t find them.

ng Wanhua thought this would keep the fruit safe, but as soon as Lin Fangwei entered the room, she went to the wardrobe, opened the door, and started rummaging through it.

After finding the bag of fruit, she said with a giggly smile, “I knew they were here.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t sll so nice here.

Haha.

Thanks, Mom.

I knew you’d buy them for .

Mom, this really tastes good.

I can’t eat anything else these days, just relying on this to keep alive.

Mom, please buy more for in the future, I’ll co over every two days to pick them up.”

She dared not tell Lin Fangwei that the Jii Fruit Store sold this kind of fruit, fearing ng Chuyue might discover Lin Fangwei’s illness.

She wanted to yell at Lin Fangwei, but looking at her sick, disfigured face, she couldn’t bring herself to say the harsh words.

Well, she’d indulge her for now.

At most, she would pay out of her own pocket for Chuyue to buy more and say they were for a sick friend.

She sighed and said, “I’ll call you when I buy them in the future.”

“Okay,” Lin Fangwei replied, smiling sweetly and appearing to have a profound mother-daughter bond with ng Wanhua.

ng Wanhua felt a deep pang in her heart: How hard and selfish must Lin Fangwei’s heart be to ignore her mother’s terminal illness and forget the rcilessness of that day?

Was Lin Fangwei’s character innate, taught by Zhao Sulan or a divine retribution for herself?

Overwheld with sadness, ng Wanhua felt powerless and sat on the edge of the bed.

Lin Fangwei glanced at her, a flash of resentnt in her eyes, then said cheerily, “I haven’t had breakfast yet.

I’ll go to the kitchen to see if there’s anything tasty.”

Her keen sense of sll had imdiately detected the aroma of fruit from the wardrobe upon entering.

Of course, she also slled the Bird’s nest, osmanthus cake, and red bean paste.

Osmanthus cake and red bean paste didn’t interest her, but Bird’s nest?

That was a possibility.

However, after sniffing around the entire house, she could only detect a strong sll of Bird’s nest in a stewing pot.

That ant the Bird’s nest was already eaten.

Resigning herself to the next best thing, she tried the osmanthus cake and red bean paste and found the flavors delightful.

She couldn’t help but cheer, and without asking ng Wanhua, she naturally packed up all the red bean paste and osmanthus cake along with the bag of fruit and took them away.

ng Wanhua watched silently, feeling as if her entire heart had sunk into an icy abyss.

Ah, she couldn’t bla anyone else; this was the disaster she had wrought herself.