Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

Soon, the maid led the three of them into the living room.

Grandpa Zhan and his wife, as well as Zhan Weiguo and his wife, warmly welcomed them and sincerely thanked them for raising Zhan Jinxi.

Sitting in such a large villa, Jin's mother seemed a little uncomfortable and appeared quite reserved. She smiled and said, "This is what we should do."

"Jinxi has been a very rebellious child since she was little, and she's not easy to manage. She's caused us a lot of worry over the years! Raising her has been quite hard work, but now it seems that all the hard work was worth it. After all, Jinxi has found such wealthy parents like you, so I can rest assured."

The father's words seemed to have a deeper meaning, and his eyes occasionally hinted at something.

With such an obvious hint, Grandpa Zhan and his wife, as well as Zhan Weiguo and his wife, naturally understood what it meant.

It's nothing more than asking for money.

However, this is understandable. They raised their daughter for eighteen years, so they would naturally be grateful to them.

But while they were raising him, they first had to find out why Jinxi had been adopted by them and whether they had treated him well over the past eighteen years.

They won't give out a single penny until these things are clarified.

Qin Yimo's face showed her displeasure; they actually said her daughter was rebellious and difficult to discipline.

However, he couldn't afford to lose his temper on the spot, after all, they were Zhan Jinxi's adoptive parents.

……

At this moment, Zhan Jinxi was holding Yoyo in front of the mirror, getting her makeup done.

Yoyo sat on Zhan Jinxi's lap, eating the fruit, snacks, and treats that the uncles handed her.

The little one ate it himself, but also wanted to share it with his aunt.

The scene looked exceptionally warm and cozy.

In another corner, Xiling Yiyao and Xiling Changxian stood to the side, appearing out of place yet trying to blend in.

"Knock Knock Knock..."

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door again.

The maid went to open the door.

The triplets swaggered in, each carrying a gift.

Wen Zijin followed behind them.

Zhan Guiting was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up Youyou and turned to leave.

The younger brothers glanced at their eldest brother.

Everyone wanted him to find an opportunity to have a good talk with his sister-in-law and clear up the misunderstanding.

After all, the triplets are still young and need their mother's love.

However, Zhan Guiting was aloof and arrogant, ignoring Wen Zijing completely, as cold as a lotus flower on a snow-capped peak.

"Auntie, here's a present for you."

The triplets handed the gifts to Zhan Jinxi and thanked him.

However, the triplets' way of calling her "little aunt" sounded very stiff, and Zhan Jinxi found it somewhat unsettling.

But she knew that the triplets were her eldest brother's sons.

"Happy birthday." Wen Zijin handed over the gift.

"Thank you."

Seeing how close Wen Zijin and Zhan Jinxi were, Xi Lingyi Yao was driven mad with jealousy.

Wen Zijin's obsequious behavior towards Zhan Jinxi is simply a ploy to return to the Zhan family.

She won't let her have her way.

Since she chose to leave back then, she wouldn't let you come back so easily. Otherwise, wouldn't everything she did be in vain?

In this world, only she is worthy of Zhan Guiting, and only Xiling Yiyao is the future mistress of the Zhan family!

"Sister, do you know him?" Xi Ling Changxian asked, noticing that Xi Ling Yiyao seemed a bit off.

"Yes, she is Zhan Guiting's ex-wife and the mother of the triplets."

Xi Lingchang sized up Wen Zijin. She truly lived up to her reputation, still possessing her charm. He couldn't care less about how their love had once been so passionate and sensational, regarded by the world as a benchmark of love. He wondered why the two young people who were once so in love had ended up like this.

The coming-of-age ceremony officially began, and the audience was packed with celebrities and dignitaries from high society. They all envied Zhan Jinxi's birth and wished they could be related to the Zhan family in some way.

Zhan Jinxi, wearing a birthday hat and the most luxurious dress, with just a touch of makeup, stood in the center of the stage, captivating everyone.

Zhan Weiguo held the microphone and spoke about his debt to Zhan Jinxi, and how the Zhan family would never be absent from his future growth.

Suddenly, Zhan Jinxi saw his adoptive parents and younger brother in the audience.

Why are they here?

She was thinking that after the coming-of-age ceremony, she would go to see them, give them some money, and then sever all ties. Unexpectedly, they showed up at the Zhan family's house.

This suggests that Zhan Weiguo and his group have likely already met with them; otherwise, how could they have entered without an invitation?

Soon after the speeches, everyone moved to the viewing platform to prepare for the fireworks display.

As Zhan Jinxi was about to go back to her room to change into another dress, her adoptive parents came looking for her before she even entered the room.

"Oh my, Jinxi, you're so beautiful! We almost didn't recognize you. You're so pretty." The foster mother looked Jinxi up and down, her eyes full of envy and jealousy.

That little girl is so lucky! He's green with envy.

The adoptive father glanced at the adoptive mother who was beating around the bush, and then said bluntly, "Jinxi, now you not only live a life of wealth, but you are also so rich, and so many people are praising you. You should have no problem taking out a hundred million, right? It wasn't easy for us to raise you all these years."

Although they didn't know exactly how much wealth the Zhan Group had, they had heard that it was extremely, extremely, extremely rich—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was richer than a country.

They felt they were losing out if they only asked for 100 million.

"Sister, I don't want money, I just want to live here with you and keep you company."

Living here as the Zhan family's adopted son, I can have as much money as I want. My parents are really brainless; I'm the smart one who knows how to think long-term.

“Jinxi, we’ve raised you for eighteen years, and one hundred million is nothing to the Zhan family. You won’t refuse to give it to us, will you? The most important thing in life is to know how to be grateful,” the foster mother said.

“Jinxi, as long as you give us this 100 million, I guarantee we will never ask you for money again, and we will promote you online as a good girl,” the adoptive father said.

They were talking so fast that Jinxi couldn't get a word in edgewise.

"Enough!" Imanishi roared.

They fell silent and looked at each other in bewilderment.

“I have said that I will only give you one million to thank you for raising me all these years.”

When it comes to the kindness of being raised, Jin Xi doesn't want to recall the unbearable past of her childhood.

It's less about gratitude for raising her and more about how her family treated her like a slave, squandering her money like a money box once she grew up.

But after all, they gave him a place to stay, so let's consider this million as rent for the past eighteen years.

"Also, that's the Zhan family's money, not mine."

"Don't give me that nonsense. Don't think you don't know. The Zhan family is huge and powerful. Even if you have nine brothers, you'll definitely get a lot of money in your share."

"Jinxi, I never thought you would be so ungrateful. I raised you with love and care, and this is how you repay us? You are so heartbreaking."

While wiping away imaginary tears, the foster mother spoke in a pitiful manner, hoping to attract the attention of the surrounding guests and have them judge her case.