The Rebirth of an Orphan

"No, no, you are talking nonsense, you bitch, it's not true." Zhao Siqi held her head and screamed and roared.

Zhao Xihua glanced at him indifferently, then left the smelly room. She had said everything she needed to say, and she never wanted to see this person again.

And the wicked will always pay the price for their greed.

Zhao Xihua walked out of Ning'an Courtyard slowly. Zhao Siqi's crazy roar was still faintly heard from behind her, echoing in the quiet and cold courtyard.

Pingshui hurriedly put the windbreaker on Zhao Xihua, and helped her walk slowly to the front of the car. Just as she was about to get in the car and return to the city, she heard hurried footsteps behind her, and then the two people who were guarding Zhao Siqi followed.

"Miss Fourth, Miss Fourth, wait a moment." They ran in a hurry, their steps were messy.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xihua was about to turn around when the two men almost bumped into her.

One of them said quickly, "Fourth Miss, just now Second Miss...Second Miss actually bumped her head against the wall and killed herself."

The two of them were already a little panicked. Although the head of the family locked up the second young lady here, he did not say that she had to die immediately. They had no way of explaining this matter.

Besides, although the second young lady was noisy, she didn't want to die. She committed suicide after talking to the fourth young lady for a few words. If we investigate further, the fourth young lady also has an unshirkable responsibility.

Pingshui on the side was also a little panicked. She didn't know what those people in the Zhao family who couldn't stand seeing her sister doing well would do with this.

But Zhao Xihua's face only showed a hint of sarcasm. This Zhao Siqi was trying to trick her with her life before she died. But she overestimated herself. She didn't know that the person who wanted her dead was not Zhao Xihua, but Zhao Yan, who was angry and ashamed after being deceived for many years.

Even if Zhao Yan knew the news, he would at most blame her for meddling in other people's business and causing Zhao Siqi to die so quickly.

She looked at the two people who looked nervous and said calmly, "It's nothing. Just report to my father as you should. Just tell him straight."

Then she turned around and didn't want to care about Zhao Siqi anymore. It was no longer something she was interested in.

The two women immediately understood what Zhao Xihua meant. They knew which one they should protect and which one they should flatter, the dead Second Miss or the popular Fourth Miss. They were not stupid, so they said to Zhao Xihua who had already gotten in the car, "Fourth Miss, we know what to do."

Zhao Xihua smiled faintly and just said "Let's go." Uncle Lin started the car and drove steadily into the city.

Looking at the mountain scenery with a hint of autumn, Zhao Xihua said to Pingshui beside her: "Pingshui, do you think I am a very ruthless and cruel person?"

Pingshui was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips and said: "Sister, you have your own difficulties, and sometimes you have no choice. If you are not ruthless, it will be you who was hit and killed there today. Sister has no choice but to do this, but no matter what happens, I will be with you."

Zhao Xihua felt warm in her heart and took Pingshui's hand and said, "I, Zhao Xihua, don't have many real relatives in this life, but I will protect my dearest ones throughout my life without any regrets."

Although it was already very late when Zhao Xihua returned to the Zhao family, everyone in the Zhao family was a little afraid of the fourth young lady. Besides, the man from the Sun family doted on her to the heavens and on earth, so no one dared to control her.

Zhao Xihua was sitting by the window reading a book after taking a bath, when Chunfeng came over and said, "Miss, the master wants you to go to the study."

He actually asked her to go to the study. This was the first time in her life that her nominal father had solemnly invited her over for a talk.

Pingshui, who was standing aside, felt a little nervous. After all, the incident at Xingchen Temple was all a trap set by her sister. Would the head of the family come to settle the score with her now?

Zhao Xihua nodded and said, "Pingshui, help me find a plain skirt so I can change into it and come over."

After changing her clothes, the two maids accompanied her to Zhao Yan's study.

Arriving at the door of the study, the light from inside poured out from the crack of the door. She stopped and walked forward and knocked gently on the door: "Father, it's Huaer."

"Come in," came Zhao Yan's old and hoarse voice.

Zhao Xihua asked the two maids to wait outside the door, and she pushed open the door of the study and walked in. When she looked up, she saw Zhao Yan sitting in the main seat. His old face was a little gloomy, and there was a cold feeling under the dim light.

"Father, are you looking for me?" Zhao Xihua asked in a calm tone with a faint expression on her face.

Zhao Yan looked at the pretty and beautiful girl in front of him. Although her personality was different from that woman, her appearance was becoming more and more similar to hers. However, the coldness between her eyebrows made her look very much like that man. He suddenly felt disgusted.

He curled his face and said, "Sit down." Zhao Xihua found a seat and sat down below Zhao Yan, then looked up at Zhao Yan, wondering what tricks this cheap father was going to play?

In fact, her feelings towards Zhao Yan were somewhat complicated. He betrayed his mother and caused the death of his biological father, but he risked his life to rescue his mother. Although he hated his daughter who was not his biological daughter, he was able to raise her from childhood to adulthood.

After a long silence, Zhao Xihua spoke first: "I wonder why father wants to see his daughter?"

Zhao Yan glanced at Zhao Xihua and said, "Hua'er, the matter of Xingchen Temple ends here. I am very clear about it and don't want to pursue it any further."

Zhao Xihua laughed: "What is father talking about? Hua'er doesn't quite understand."

Zhao Yan was holding a pen and writing something on a piece of letter paper. After hearing this, he put down the pen and stared at Zhao Xihua indifferently.

Zhao Xihua felt a sinister aura from Zhao Yan at this moment. This man was really dangerous. No wonder her biological father fell into his hands.

But Zhao Xihua did not flinch or worry at all under Zhao Yan's cold gaze, but looked at the man in front of her calmly.

Zhao Yan looked at her calm, composed and elegant appearance, just like the woman he loved to the core, and there was something strange in his eyes, "Hua'er, do you hate your father?"

Zhao Xihua was a little surprised. At the beginning, she didn't know that she was not the daughter of the Zhao family. If her master hadn't told her, she would not have known the inside story. But Zhao Yan knew it from the beginning to the end.

This time, the incident between the two of them in the second house was the beginning of their revenge on the Zhao family and Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan must know about it. Is he going to show his hand? She didn't know how Zhao Yan wanted to deal with her?

She raised her chin and laughed: "Father, you worry too much. How could I hate you?"

Zhao Yan nodded: "That's great. You must remember that you grew up eating the Zhao family's food and your last name is Zhao. You must remember this."

Zhao Xihua didn’t know her biological father’s last name, she only knew that man had become a thing of the past, a legend, and her heart tightened.