The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

In a major clan like the Leaangle Family, the guards wear specific uniforms.

Bier could recognize them at a glance.

The main house had many guards, but Bier had no interest in these servants.

But there were only a few Captains of the Guards.

And the one escorting Ying Zijin in was the one with the highest Combat Power.

He only obeyed the head of the family throughout the generations, and other direct lineage members couldn't command him.

Bier's gaze was fixed on the girl.

Why would the Captain of the Guards, who only carried out orders from the head and the first madam, come in with Ying Zijin?!

Instantly, an unbelievable thought surfaced in her mind.

Bier's hand trembled slightly as she saw the news push from W-net.

The most prominent headline was "Leaangle Family's Eldest Miss, Ying Zijin."

And that SS-level account had already changed its signature to "Welcome Eldest Miss home."

With a loud "boom," Bier's mind went blank.

Only the words "Eldest Miss" kept swirling in her head.

Ying Zijin is the daughter that Su Wen found?!

What a joke.

It was as if a thousand ants were gnawing at her heart, and Bier was unwilling to believe what she was seeing.

At this time, Qingjiu also explained the situation.

Finally, he spoke softly, "Classmate Ying is the Eldest Miss of the Leaangle Family, she wouldn't need to steal an ordinary engineering secret."

Indeed, if this engineering secret leaked outside the city, it could certainly advance technological development.

But in the research institute, it wasn't even considered a medium-level invention.

Mo Feng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, stepping back in disbelief, "Her? The Leaangle Family's Eldest Miss?"

How could this be?

A commoner, suddenly becoming the Eldest Miss?

Mo Feng couldn't accept it either.

He twitched his mouth, laughing awkwardly, "The Leaangle Family must have made a mistake?"

If Ying Zijin is the Eldest Miss, then all his focus on Bier, what does that count for?

"Instructor Mo Feng, let me remind you of something." Dean Norman adjusted his glasses, speaking kindly, "You've been at the research institute for so many years, often dealing with the nobility."

"You should know what an Eldest Miss represents to a family."

Upon hearing this, Mo Feng trembled, cold sweat dripping down his forehead, "Dean..."

Among their peers, the status of the Eldest Miss and the Eldest Young Master was the highest.

Suffice it to say, Ying Zijin had the power of life and death over Bier.

The two weren't even on the same Rank.

"Instructor Mo Feng, while benefits are important, one must see beyond them." Dean Norman spoke calmly, "I see you're not in a good mood, take some days off to rest."

The so-called rest meant temporary suspension.

Mo Feng left the dean's office in a daze, his steps heavy.

His head was still spinning.

How did Ying Zijin become the Eldest Miss?

Bier followed him out, parting her lips to speak, "Teacher, you—"

This brought Mo Feng back to reality.

He glanced at Bier and suddenly found she wasn't as pleasant as before.

"The dean has suspended me, so I can't supervise you now." Mo Feng took a deep breath, trying to soften his tone, "Prepare for the experiments yourself for the next few days."

With that, he hastily left, as if afraid of being stopped.

Bier's face darkened, her fingers clenched tight.

This was the first time Mo Feng had been so cold to her.

With the sudden change in status, everything was different.

You fair-weather sycophant!

Bier pressed her lips together and walked out with her computer.

At the research institute, the students were gathered in groups, all looking excited.

"Really didn't see this coming, Classmate Ying is actually the Eldest Miss, she hid it well enough."

"I heard she left the city with Madam Su Wen to catch a criminal, the one from the morning's judgment."

"It's hilarious. Right after Tian Yan spread that rumor, the Leaangle Family came and took her to the Judgment Court. I wonder if she'll still cling to Bier once she knows Ying is the Eldest Miss."

Clearly, the news that Ying Zijin was the Eldest Miss of the Leaangle Family had spread throughout the institute.

As soon as Bier came out, she was greeted by countless scrutinizing gazes.

They were like needles on her back, impossible to bear.

At this moment, guards escorted the girl to the front of the experimental building.

While on her side, she was all alone, even Mo Feng had left.

Feeling the stark contrast, Bier finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She suddenly took a step forward, her gaze cold: "You must have known for a long time, right? Pretending like you don't know anything, is that fun?"

Ying Zijin's footsteps paused.

Di Wu Yue couldn't stop in time and bumped her head into Ying Zijin's back, wincing in pain. She glanced suspiciously at the frantic Bier: "Who is this?"

"An irrelevant person." Ying Zijin held her up, helplessly, "Don't think about money while walking, watch the road."

Di Wu Yue scratched her head.

She was indeed thinking about how to knock off a piece of gold and put it back.

Or just move the bed away.

"Miss Bier, please mind your language." The Captain of the Guards' expression turned cold, "This is the Eldest Miss, you should pay respects!"

Bier was seething inside, almost to the point of bursting.

But she had no choice but to lower her head: "Hello, sister."

"Makes me sound old." Ying Zijin finally looked up, "I'm younger than you."

Bier's expression shattered instantly.

"Right, right, my master is younger, prettier, and has better skin than you." Di Wu Yue suddenly got excited, starting to shower praises, "Most importantly, she's rich!"

This was exactly the life she dreamed of.

Bier's expression completely shattered, unable even to maintain a superficial elegance.

"Little green tea, can't keep up the act anymore, can you?" Di Wu Yue snorted, no longer looking at Bier, happily chasing after the girl, "Hey, hey, master, wait for me."

"Master, can you introduce me to the person lying on the gold bed now? I really want to touch the money."

The guards also ignored Bier, following behind Ying Zijin.

The surrounding students watched the scene intently, exchanging glances.

Some were gloating.

"Now Bier can't use her background and status to pressure Ying Zijin anymore. Since Ying Zijin came back, even the Leaangle Family doesn't care about her."

"Absolutely, she's always talking about nobles and commoners. Shaoying used to be from the Yuh Family, now he's from the Leaangle Family, but he's never been as arrogant as her."

Many students who used to curry favor with Bier now deeply regretted it.

Bier had always been proud and hard to please.

Ying Zijin, on the other hand, although cold and indifferent, is easy to get along with once you genuinely engage with her.

They offended Ying Zijin for Bier, it was truly a mistake.

Bier could naturally see what these students were thinking.

She clenched her fist, watching the girl's back.

Her eyes darkened a bit, and she sneered: "Arrogant for what, in a few days you won't even be able to laugh."

If nothing goes wrong, next month the Sage Academy will issue an order to re-elect the clan head.

By then, both Su Wen and Ying Zijin's powers will be revoked.

She just needed to endure a little longer.

The Second Madam was right; she couldn't be so impatient.

Bier took a slow breath, leaving the research institute.

**

That night, the City of the World was in turmoil.

The Sage Academy remained peaceful.

In the top floor hall.

Sara closed her book: "I remember now, this Ying Zijin, she's that dark horse from the Engineering Institute, right?"

She placed her hand on the crown, looking down at the girl's photo, squinting slightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Empress." The steward said respectfully, "According to the information we've gathered, the Leaangle Family actually found her a long time ago but kept her identity hidden and sent her to the research institute first."

"Only after finding all the culprits did they reveal her identity."

This was false information submitted later by Su Wen.

"Hmm, just right, in September, I'll meet her." Sara responded lightly, "Isn't there someone from their family wanting to meet me? They can be brought up now."

The steward respectfully withdrew.

Outside the Sage Academy.

Moqian was completely unconcerned with the news on the W network.

He lit a cigarette, restless.

Ever since receiving permission from the Sage Empress, he had been waiting outside the Sage Academy.

Though the Leaangle Family is indeed the top family in the City of the World.

In front of the Sage Academy, they're no different from any other ordinary residents.

It's very hard to have an audience with a Sage, some people wait in line for over a decade without being allowed to enter the Sage Academy.

So Moqian was somewhat surprised that he only had to wait four days to be summoned by the Sage Empress.

With a "ding", an elevator descended at the passage guarded by knights.

The door opened, and the steward walked out: "Mr. Moqian, Her Majesty the Empress awaits you, Her Majesty is very busy, you only have one minute."

Moqian entered the elevator with the steward, repeatedly assuring: "That's enough, one minute is plenty."

It's just to report Ying Zijin's blood type to the Sage Academy.