The Rebirth of an Orphan

"Ah? The young master of the Deng family in Kyoto? He's here? Please come in." The old lady was shocked.

The Deng family in Kyoto is a wealthy and aristocratic family. If the Sun family in Yuncheng is a family that the Zhao family cannot reach, then the Deng family in Kyoto is like the stars in the sky that are out of reach.

Zhao Chenyang, the eldest son of the Zhao family, actually became friends with the young master of the Deng family in Kyoto. This was truly a godsend for the Zhao family.

The eldest wife's face also changed, and she looked at her daughter. She wanted to find a suitable partner for her daughter at the Sun family's banquet tomorrow.

After all, there was no candidate they liked in Yuncheng. It would be great if they could find a suitable one in Kyoto. The eldest wife was a little excited and a little worried, but the Deng family was still a little out of their reach for them.

She quickly stood up and said to the girls, "This is the first time that the distinguished guest has come to our house, and we don't know his intentions yet. You guys should stay in the room to avoid suspicion." After that, she helped the old lady to the living room to welcome the distinguished guest.

Several girls did not close the door tightly, but stood at the door without saying a word. From the door they could see everything going on in the large living room outside, but their breathing became tense, including the eldest sister who had always pretended to be serious, whose expression was extremely nervous.

Only Zhao Xihua was calmly holding the teacup, drinking tea slowly, looking at the few figures vaguely coming into the hall outside the door, with a hint of sneer at the corner of her lips.

These people are all trying to get close to the rich and powerful, but they don't even look at their own weight. Do they really think that being a rich and powerful family is so good? In fact, it is not as good as being a small family with peace of mind.

A tall young man with a handsome face walked in from outside the living room. He was Zhao Chenyang, the eldest son of the Zhao family. Two people followed him in. One was Deng Xiao, who was wearing a white suit. He was tall and handsome. As soon as he came in, the girls in the room blushed and their heartbeats quickened.

As expected, he was a wealthy young man from Kyoto, with a naturally noble air about him. Beside him was a tall man in casual clothes. Although he was also handsome, his aloofness made him seem difficult to approach, which was really weird.

Zhao Lingyun said as if no one was around: "Look, sisters, I never thought that the subordinates around the young master of the Deng family are all so good-looking."

Zhao Xihua sneered in her heart after hearing this. What's the point if they can only look at faces and not people?

Zhao Chenyang saw the old lady sitting in the main hall and smiled, "Grandma, are you okay? Your grandson has come back specially to see you."

"Okay, you're back. This must be the young master of the Deng family, right?" The old lady looked at Deng Xiao and quickly stood up from her seat.

Deng Xiao looked at the old lady and bowed, "Hello, old lady. I am Deng Xiao here to visit you. Are you feeling well?" The old lady was so frightened that she stood up quickly, "I am fine. Thank you, Mr. Deng."

In fact, Deng Xiao was just being polite. He was about to introduce Gu Lun, who was silent beside him, but the old lady smiled and said to Mrs. Zhang beside her: "Go, take Mr. Deng's men to rest outside and have some tea."

A strange look appeared on Gu Lun's expressionless face. Deng Xiao tried hard not to laugh, but Gu Lun had emphasized before that his identity must not be revealed during this trip.

However, this old lady was also a person who looked down on others. How could she regard Gu Lun as her subordinate? This was really too funny, and he could not hold back his laughter.

But Gu Lun still walked out of the living room with an expressionless face. Identity didn't matter to him. He didn't care at all. If Deng Xiao hadn't persuaded him to come here, he would not have bothered to come here.

But thinking about the chance to meet that little girl, I felt the trip was worthwhile.

Deng Xiao and Gu Lun talked for a while and then left. No one knew where Gu Lun went. Zhao Chenyang only thought about how to curry favor with Deng Xiao and didn't care about Gu Lun's whereabouts at all.

When Zhao Xihua and her sisters saw them leave, they came out to chat with the old lady. When they came out, the girls' faces were flushed, and even Zhao Chishu's eyes were filled with curiosity.

After all, how could ordinary girls from small places like them have the chance to meet a rich young man from the big city of Kyoto?

However, Zhao Chishu's face still looked a little strange. Last night, she told her mother about Li Ming's affairs. Her mother's face immediately became nervous, and she secretly locked up the driver overnight. After the third master of the Zhao family used both soft and hard threats and inducements, the driver explained in detail how Li Ming bribed him to do something to Miss Zhao San's car, including how he cooperated with Li Ming to please Miss Zhao San afterwards.

So Mr. Zhao San dismissed the driver and gave him some money to let him leave Yuncheng. After all, this matter was related to his daughter's lifelong event. Although he hated Li Ming to death, he couldn't make the matter public for the time being, so he had to bear with it for the time being.

Now that the Sun family banquet is about to come, the third wife also wants to take this opportunity to let her daughter come to the fore. As they have only one daughter, they certainly hope that she can find a good family.

After chatting with a few girls for a while, the old lady felt a little sleepy and wanted to take a rest, so she asked everyone to disperse and go back to their rooms to rest.

Zhao Siqi didn’t think anything of not being able to attend the Sun family’s banquet before, but when she saw the elegance of the young master of the Deng family just now, she was moved again. However, she had no chance to attend the banquet, and now she was as anxious as a cat scratching her.

Zhao Siqi hated Zhao Xihua even more. She stared at Zhao Xihua with such vicious eyes that she could kill people. They were from the same family, so why could Zhao Xihua go but she couldn't? Before, it was fine if Zhao Lingyun could go, but later the old lady said that the fifth girl was too young to go. But no matter what, it couldn't be that Zhao Xihua could go but she couldn't? She felt so aggrieved.

"Second sister doesn't look well. Are you feeling unwell?" Zhao Lingyun actually felt bad too, but she kept her composure.

She finally reacted. This time, that bitch Zhao Xihua used the music score to sow discord between her and her elder sister, causing her elder sister to become hostile to her and causing her to lose the qualification to attend the banquet. She was filled with hatred.

Zhao Siqi was obviously born to the second wife, but because of her mother's relationship with the first wife, she became more and more arrogant and domineering, and completely regarded herself as the first wife's child. In fact, she was just deceiving herself.

"Hmph, I'm in good health. I just don't like someone and feel sick." Zhao Siqi sneered, but her eyes shot like knives at Zhao Xihua who was not far away.