Chapter 20: It Was Deliberate

Mother Yu brought Zhou Miao to a small room. This was probably the holiday resort's office. Once the door was closed, the noise from the banquet outside was cut off.

"What's wrong, Aunt?"

Mother Yu's full name was Song Hui. She was just like her name, kind and virtuous, so Zhou Miao did not bear any grudges against her.

Song Hui took out a small box. Inside the box was a copper coin made of jade. The copper coin was wrapped with a red string. It looked like it had been around for some years.

"This is an item your father left behind that I found a few days ago."

She just found it a few days ago? Zhou Miao felt that this was a little strange.

"In the future, people will visit our house often, so your uncle and I renovated the house. Then, we found it in your parents' previous room." 

Hearing this, Zhou Miao's frown deepened further.

"We also accidentally found a secret compartment on the wall in your father's study."

Zhou Miao's parents had passed away at an early age. At that time, they had given the company and the house to their younger sister and brother-in-law. All these years, they had lived together in the house of Zhou Miao's parents. Now that Zhou Miao was not staying there, they renovated the house that Zhou Miao's family had lived in before.

Zhou Miao took the box and didn't say anything more. She only felt sad for the original owner.

Someone suddenly knocked on the door of the small room. It was Yu Ying.

"Mom, Dad asked you to go out and have a drink with Cheng Tai." Yu Ying was wearing a beige pearl cheongsam today, showing her fair, delicate skin and slim figure perfectly.

Her hair was piled up high, making her look elegant and dignified.

"Little Miao is here too." She looked at Zhou Miao and revealed a smile.

"Why didn't Little Miao watch over Brother-in-law carefully? Who knows whether Brother-in-law's illness may act up again if Little Miao is not around?" 

Zhou Miao looked at her icily and did not speak.

It was Song Hui who tried to smooth things over. "Yingying, don't say anymore. Your sister will feel sad. It's not easy for her to get rid of that idiot now that she's back." 

This sentence made Zhou Miao understand some things.

According to the original owner's memory, her aunt and uncle treated her very well. They were very considerate and caring, and would reward her when she achieved good results. They cared about her growth like real parents.

Why, then, was Mother Yu mocking her now and renovating her house without her consent?

It seemed that Song Hui was actually as bad as Yu Ying after all. She was just acting in front of the original owner so that she would be willing to marry an idiot. That was why the original owner had given up on herself.

Zhou Miao recalled the scene she saw in her mind when she had just transmigrated.

According to the original premise, after the original owner was robbed of everything, she finally left the Cheng family under the temptation of a profligate womanizer. Later, she died of alcohol poisoning and drug overdose, becoming a living joke in Cirrus City.

She understood now. This time, she would not let them succeed.

"Cheng Heng is not an idiot," Zhou Miao said slowly. "Big Sister, you should take care of yourself. You don't even like to let your hair down anymore. Did you damage your hair when you permed it?" 

Zhou Miao looked at her hair that was bundled up, and noticed that her hair ends were a bit yellow and dry. She immediately understood what had happened.

"You…" Yu Ying was about to refute but was interrupted by Song Hui.

"Let's go out. We don't want to keep Cheng Tai waiting. We want to discuss our future cooperation with him."

Hearing the name Cheng Tai, a victorious smile appeared on Yu Ying's face. That was right. No matter what this younger sister said, Yu Ying was still the Eldest Young Mistress of the Cheng family and a famous designer too. It was better than marrying a trashy idiot.

The banquet had been in progress for a while now. Zhou Miao walked out of the office and looked around, searching for Cheng Heng.

At this moment, there was a slight commotion in the corner of the banquet hall.

A waiter 'accidentally' spilled an entire tray of wine on Cheng Heng.

Cheng Heng didn't have much of a reaction at first.

However, the waiter kept wiping his clothes with a napkin and even knelt on the ground to apologize.

The people around them were attracted to the man who was sitting in the same place in a daze.

"Which family's young master is this? How can he be so rude?"

"Don't you know? This is the idiot with autism, the one from the Cheng family."

"Why did he come out to embarrass himself? Why didn't he stay at home?"

The waiter did not seem to hear the guests' discussion. He even brought a glass of wine and placed it at the side, replacing the glass of water. "I'll apologize to you. Please drink this glass and take it that you've forgiven me." 

Zhou Miao had instructed the service staff here in advance not to pour wine into Cheng Heng's glass. In Cheng Heng's condition, it was not suitable for him to drink, not to mention that Cheng Heng could not see or taste the difference between wine and other beverages.

Cheng Heng didn't pay attention to these people and ate in a daze. He even lifted the glass of wine to his mouth.