Playing cards, I am your ancestor!-Chapter 358: That’s the Flavor
"She will come to you."
Song Ji understood Song Zhi’s nature and spoke with utmost certainty, "Maybe right after the selection tournament. She won’t let anything affect her emotions, so she will definitely come to you."
"Hua Zhuo, it’s been so many years, maybe you should reconsider her situation. Don’t let Ah Zhi, who knows her mother is still alive, refuse to acknowledge her because of me."
Upon hearing these words, Hua Zhuo let out a mocking chuckle from the corner of her mouth.
"Oh, really?"
Song Ji continued, "I know you didn’t willingly give birth to the child back then, but the child is always innocent, isn’t it?"
"So you also know the child is innocent!" Bringing up what happened back then still filled Hua Zhuo with anger, but now she had learned how to calm her anger.
She only conveyed her stance to Song Ji, "I also want to make it clear to you that I didn’t willingly give birth to this child back then! I am also a person, I cannot change my attitude because of one child. She has grown up excellently, but that’s the Song Family’s matter. If she comes to me, I’ll respond in my own way. As for the rest, don’t even think about it."
Song Ji paused upon hearing this.
His usual calm facade seemed to crack a bit, and he couldn’t help but say, "Even after all these years, can you still not let go of the resentment in your heart? Is it because of Wen Jiang? She lost her parents, so you took her as your child and compensated everything towards Song Zhi onto her."
"Compensate? What nonsense are you talking about? I don’t owe anyone anything, why should I compensate?"
Hua Zhuo said indifferently, "Wen Jiang is Wen Jiang, she doesn’t lack such useless things. Don’t impose your thoughts on everyone. Do you think I would feel indebted to Song Zhi? You must be crazy, you still haven’t understood until now."
Hua Zhuo was too lazy to continue talking with him.
She hung up the phone heavily.
Her heart was beating a bit fast, probably due to the thin anger brought about by the argument.
She frowned.
She couldn’t understand Song Ji’s thoughts at all.
Maintaining such unrelated relations with the Song Family is the best.
Why should it change because of Song Zhi?
She indeed had conflicting feelings towards that child.
No real love, nor hate.
Years ago, she injured her legs and lost everything she was proud of.
She fell from the clouds and was trapped by Song Ji in her most resentful moments, giving birth to Song Zhi.
A child not expected or born from love.
Song Zhi is innocent, but does she deserve this?
It was all brought on by Song Ji.
He can awaken and still has a chance to change everything.
But what about her?
If it wasn’t for her senior brother sending her away back then, she came back now and was healed by Wen Jiang.
She would still be paralyzed, merely an illegitimate Lady Hua in the eyes of outsiders, just Jimo Xiao’s junior sister.
Peaceful coexistence was the best ending.
Why insist on breaking all this?
Hua Zhuo closed her eyes and already started to ponder how she should respond if Song Zhi really came to her.
Would she avoid seeing her?
That might cause Song Zhi to have other thoughts. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
In frustration, Hua Zhuo decided to call Wen Jiang for a chat.
She lived a lonely life, forgotten by others because of the power of cards, and besides Wen Jiang, she had no one to confide in.
Connecting the call to Wen Jiang, the girl’s voice was calm and instantly guessed the purpose, "You want to ask about Song Zhi, don’t you?"
Hua Zhuo let out a bitter smile, "I received a call from the Song Family, Song Zhi might already know about our relationship."
Wen Jiang replied with a light "Oh," "So?"
Hua Zhuo asked, "What do you think? How should I face this child?"
Wen Jiang said, "I don’t have children, I’m afraid I can’t provide any advice for you. What do you think?"
Hua Zhuo let out a gentle sigh, "I don’t want to acknowledge her, don’t you think I’m being too excessive?"
Refusing to acknowledge her biological daughter.
This is something that others might find hard to accept.
"Then don’t acknowledge her," Wen Jiang responded simply and directly, "What’s there to worry about?"
Hua Zhuo said, "I was never prepared to be a mother from the beginning."
Wen Jiang replied, "I understand. You don’t need to feel guilty. Song Zhi was born in the Song Family, viewed as an heir and raised without lacking anything. The absence of a mother won’t be her regret. Even if it is, life isn’t perfect, and you should put yourself first."
"If you don’t want to do something, no one has the right to criticize you—I guess Song Ji was the one who called you?"
Hua Zhuo gave a bitter smile, "You can’t hide anything from you. It’s tough for you to still listen to my family ramblings at such a young age."
"Not at all," Wen Jiang said blandly, "I haven’t discussed these matters with my own family in a long time."
Her personality wasn’t always so indifferent.
She once had a family.
However, the path of cultivation destined her to a lonely life.
Her family has already passed away.
Over the long years, emotions indeed dulled with time.
Regarding so-called family affection or love.
Wen Jiang no longer had any expectations.
Hearing this, Hua Zhuo’s heart skipped a beat.
Family?
So Wen Jiang saw her as family?
Indeed.
Now, in the Jimo Family, it’s not only her and Wen Jiang, two people without the Jimo surname, who are supporting it.
"I understand now." Hua Zhuo felt much relieved, "I’ll go with the flow."
"Alright."
She hung up the phone.
Zero Egg’s bizarre voice rang in her mind: [You, too, have the concept of family? I thought you had no familial ties.]
Wen Jiang lazily replied, "We live under the same roof, so why wouldn’t we be considered family?"
Zero Egg: [Did Xie Lingyan know you would say this before he died?]
Wen Jiang: "What does it have to do with him? He doesn’t live in the Jimo Family. The guy is already dead, so let’s not talk about it. The past is in the past, and I’m not the type to hold grudges against the deceased."
Zero Egg: [...]
Master, your words are really weird, you know that!
But right now, Zero Egg’s focus was still on the West Continent.
After all, the major competition hadn’t officially started yet in Dongzhou, and apart from the match against Guiqing, the Mount Flower competitions were too dull.
The netizens’ emotions weren’t lively enough.
Some strategies had to be devised in the West Continent’s huge market.
So Zero Egg began devising schemes to stir up hatred.
On the West Continent Association’s forum, someone suddenly posted this message.
[Zero (Original Poster): I heard the newcomer Helena from the Divine Punishment Association brought an A-Level new card set as soon as she joined. A new card-making genius, rumored to have decent strength. Could she be more powerful than Yunxia’s Wen Jiang?]
Unexpectedly, the ones who reacted weren’t Yunxia’s fans but Wen Jiang’s fans from the West Continent.
[Jiang Shen could control three cards when she was at A-Level. Do you think anyone can do that? The Divine Punishment contestants are excellent, but they still don’t compare to Jiang Shen~]
Zero Egg felt that wasn’t powerful enough and directly replied, [You say they don’t compare, so they don’t compare? When Wen Jiang was at A-Level, she didn’t come up with a whole card set, did she?~ Her card-making skills are still lacking.]
Because externally, Wen Jiang created cards almost solely under the country’s name, if you were to ask if she had any representative cards on the surface—truthfully, she didn’t.
Though everyone knew what she had accomplished.
This post was moved to the Yunxia forum and quickly became a trending topic.
Soon, Zero Egg’s ancestors from eighteen generations back were being insulted.
Zero Egg expressed: That hit the spot, that hit the spot! This is the effect I wanted!







