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"What does Mom want to do to make it up to me? Can I have twenty percent of the Liu Group's shares?"
I watched as the other person suddenly froze, perhaps not expecting me to make such a bold request.
But why should I help her without some investment on her part?
I sighed dramatically, pretending to turn away. "Does Mom think I'm being unreasonable? But I've had enough of living in poverty; I'm scared."
As I spoke, I feigned tears.
"Alright, Mom agrees."
"I knew you cared about me the most!"
I noticed a flicker of disdain in her eyes, but I acted oblivious, throwing myself into her arms. I felt her body stiffen for a few seconds before she quickly embraced me.
"Yingying, when are you planning to come to the Liu Residence? Dad and Mom miss you very much. We’ll hold a recognition ceremony so everyone knows about Yao Yao's existence, okay?"
"Okay, Mom."
I obediently replied, but it's easy to invite a deity; sending one away is another matter entirely. I just wondered if you could handle this great Buddha of mine.
The day of the recognition ceremony arrived quickly.
I watched the car in front of me and smoothly took my seat in the back.
As the vehicle stopped in front of a hotel, I stepped out confidently in my 7cm high heels. That's right; I had specifically bought myself a battle outfit last night.
I wondered if they would be surprised by the dress I had received last night.
"Miss, this way please."
"Mm."
I nodded and followed the bodyguard inside.
"Yingying, you're here."
As soon as I pushed the door open, I was stopped by Song Qing.
"Yingying, this is your Aunt Sun. Her son happens to be the same age as you. You young people should get to know each other better."
I greeted her politely.
"Oh my! What a pretty girl you are."
"Thank you, Auntie!"
I nodded politely in response.
"Hey! Where's that little brat? He was just here!"
I looked at her and casually pointed in a direction, speaking with an innocent expression.
"Auntie, is that your son?"
I watched the man happily chatting with Liu Tingting and clearly noticed the smug look in Liu Tingting's eyes when my gaze landed on them.
How amusing! Didn't he see the disdainful look on the boy's face almost overflowing?
Before Aunt Sun could rush over, Song Qing dashed ahead and pulled Liu Tingting aside.
"Tingting, your dad is calling for you. You need to go to the second floor for a bit."
"Mom~"
"I don't want to," Liu Tingting said reluctantly.
"Go on," Song Qing's voice rose a few more pitches, prompting Liu Tingting to leave, albeit unwillingly, casting a glance at herself as she walked away.
"Yingying, this is your Aunt Sun's son, just back from studying abroad. You young people can chat for a while."
I looked at my mother, who was practically beaming with pride, and wondered how I had never noticed her hypocrisy before.
I smiled lightly and turned to the boy who had been silent all this time.
Noticing the teasing glint in his eyes, I greeted him, "Hello, I'm Soo Yingying. Nice to meet you."
As soon as I finished speaking, the woman beside me tugged at my sleeve. However, I had no interest in acknowledging her; instead, I extended my hand and smiled at the man in front of me.
He nodded and then shook my hand. "I'm Sun Fan. Nice to meet you, Ms. Soo Yingying."
He particularly emphasized the "Soo."
I smiled again and glanced at the increasingly dark expression on the woman's face, along with Mrs. Sun, who seemed to be enjoying the drama.
Honestly, it felt quite satisfying.
"Mom, are you feeling unwell?" I asked knowingly.
Watching the other person wave their hand, I felt a surge of anger inside, yet I had to put on a caring facade, gazing at them with a loving expression. Then, in a gentle voice, they spoke:
“Yingying, I’m sorry for what your father and I did in the past. But now that we’ve recognized each other, you should take the surname Liu from now on.”
I shook my head stubbornly, looking at her with determination.
“But Mom, if it weren't for my adoptive mother taking me in, I might never have had the chance to meet you now. I've always gone by my adoptive mother's surname since I was little. I'm already used to it. Can I please keep this name? Otherwise, I'll always be reminded of my childhood memories.”
As I spoke, tears filled my eyes.
“Yes, yes, children should be filial. It's just a name; don't persuade her anymore, Aqing. I'm fine,” Liu Yong said as he approached us.
“Dad, thank you.”
“There's no need to be polite with your father. Over the years, your mother and I have owed you so much. From today on, we will make it up to you doubly.”
I looked at the man holding my hand as we walked toward the stage and thought: Dad, I wonder if you will regret this decision.
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