Chapter 405: The Feeling of Not Having a Mom
Chapter 405: The Feeling of Being Without a Mother
Mengyu immediately contacted Xiao Tao: "Xiao Tao, take a look quick, how much Essence Value do the antiques in my aunt’s hand have?"
To her harsh dismay, Xiao Tao replied, "Not much Essence Value."
Mengyu was perplexed, "How is that possible? How could my aunt deceive me with fake antiques?"
"The antiques are real, but it’s also true that there’s not much Essence Value on them." Xiao Tao listlessly explained, "The Essence Value on them has been absorbed by some demon and plant fairy."
Mengyu was taken aback, "Are there really other plant fairies in this world, aside from you?"
"What’s so surprising about that!"
Xiao Tao looked down on her master, "It’s a bit difficult for fairies to form in this world, but there should be quite a few Old Demons remaining. It’s just that you haven’t discovered them."
Mengyu understood, there must be a fairy beside this foster mother of hers that absorbs Sun and Moon Essence. Naturally, her intent to borrow antique to absorb Sun and Moon Essence could not be realized.
Seeing Mengyu staring blankly at the antique in her hand without speaking, Leng Xiangyu’s eyes shifted several times before she couldn’t help but laugh: "Didn’t you say you wanted to borrow the antiques? Why have you changed your mind now?"
Mengyu looked at Leng Xiangyu with her innocent eyes: "I just thought, forget archaeology, I might as well study Chinese medicine instead."
Leng Xiangyu thought it was just the girl’s fickle nature and did not press on, stuffing the antiques into Mengyu’s hands: "Here, take them. Are you coming back to City B with me for the New Year’s celebration?"
Mengyu responded lacklustrely, "Since I’m not planning to acknowledge my relatives for the time being, I’d better not go. But, you have half a year to investigate, because the university I’m going to attend next year is the Chinese Medicine College in the Capital City."
Leng Xiangyu sighed with relief: "Alright, I will step up the investigation and make sure to find that person within this half-year."
She took out a bankbook: "This is for your tuition fees."
Mengyu took it over and saw that it was exactly one hundred thousand yuan. She was just about to say, who pays this much for tuition?
Leng Xiangyu added, "Uh, and here’s some living expenses."
Mengyu was now quite a rich woman, with just the ring she got from Song Yun holding ten million in cash.
At that time, millionaires were rare to see, and one hundred thousand yuan was already a significant amount of money.
One hundred thousand might be a lot for others, but for Leng Xiangyu, a woman for whom finding treasures was as easy as picking up stones, one hundred thousand was really just a trifle.
Moreover, she had once claimed at school that her mother was wealthy. If she didn’t accept it, how could she demonstrate the source of her money?
So, she did not decline: "Thank you, Auntie!"
Leng Xiuyu’s gaze was complex. Her biological daughter called her ’Auntie,’ and the girl she had taken in as her own also called her ’Auntie.’
"You might as well call me Mom for now. Later, when you acknowledge your real parents, it won’t be too late to call me ’Auntie.’
Mengyu thought about it and said, "I’ll call you ’Mom’ when other people are around."
Her biological parents were already dead. Normally, calling Leng Xiangyu ’Mom’ wouldn’t matter, but thinking about her daughter impersonating her identity and acting as the Eldest Lady of the Nan Family, she felt disgusted.
Moreover, she didn’t know why, but she just didn’t feel that Leng Xiangyu was her mother.
Leng Xiangyu also knew that Mengyu had never lived together with her. If Mengyu hadn’t known whether she was her real mother, that might have been okay, but now that she knew, it was probably difficult for her to call her that.
"It’s fine if you don’t call me ’Mom,’ but maybe you shouldn’t call me ’Auntie’ either. Others would just think that we haven’t lived together, and it’s hard for you to say it."