Chapter 611: The Real and Fake Heiresses 4
"Mom, I need to use the bathroom."
Yuan Chun rubbed her stomach, "It’s a bit urgent."
Wang Caihua was at a loss for words, feeling a surge of annoyance, but her face remained gentle and loving as she pointed to the bathroom in the maid’s quarters, saying, "There’s the bathroom, do you know how to use the toilet, or do you need mom to teach you?"
"No need, I... I know."
"Alright then, remember to flush after you are done. This bathroom will be your private bathroom from now on."
"Okay, mom."
Wang Caihua’s reminders, which seemed caring, were actually disdainful; she was afraid that this country bumpkin, Yuan Chun, would misuse the bathroom in the Lin Family Villa and disgust them.
Yuan Chun turned around, coldly curled up her lips, and went into the bathroom.
After a while, when Yuan Chun came out, Wang Caihua had already made the bed with clean bedding.
Yuan Chun opened her luggage and took out a washed-out sweater with patches, awkwardly saying to Wang Caihua, "Mom, I’ll go in and change clothes before I sleep. The clothes I’m wearing are dirty. I’m afraid they’ll dirty the bed."
"Alright, go ahead."
Seeing the patches on her sweater, Wang Caihua added, "You are half a head shorter than Jiaojiao. Jiaojiao has a lot of clothes she’s outgrown. I’ll have her sort them out for you to wear."
"Mom."
Tears immediately rolled down Yuan Chun’s face, "Mom, can I only wear Sister Jiaojiao’s old clothes? I’ve never worn new clothes in my life. Can you please buy some new clothes for me? I don’t want to wear Sister Jiaojiao’s old clothes."
Wang Caihua slightly frowned with some disapproval, "Yuan Chun, our family is doing okay, we have a bit of money, but we’re not at the point where we’re wasting it."
"Mom, so buying me new clothes is considered wasting money? Then forget it, I won’t wear Sister Jiaojiao’s old clothes either. I’ll just wear my own old clothes. They’re still more comfortable for me."
Yuan Chun took her clothes and went into the bathroom.
Wang Caihua was so angry she almost fainted.
A girl who had been poor in the countryside for over ten years, when she came to her house, actually had the nerve to disdain wearing Jiaojiao’s old clothes. Did she really think she became the Lin family’s young lady upon entering the Lin family?
If it weren’t for her son’s illness, she wouldn’t have acknowledged a daughter who hadn’t even been to school, and it would disgrace her as a university teacher.
Wang Caihua left the room with a sullen face.
Yuan Chun woke up after a nap, and it was dark outside.
She put on the most worn-out jacket with the most patches and walked to the living room, where she saw the Lin family of four sitting in the dining room eating, chatting, and laughing.
Yuan Chun walked over, breaking the happy scene, "Dad, Mom, why didn’t you call me for dinner? I woke up from hunger."
Lin Zhenfei sneered, "Who do you think you are, the Lin family’s young lady? You expect us to call you for dinner, dreaming much?"
"Zhenfei, watch your mouth." Mr. Lin frowned and glared at him, "Yuan Chun is your sister. As an older brother, you should take more care of your sister in the future."
"Dad..."
"Just eat." Mr. Lin glared at him again, and Lin Zhenfei reluctantly kept quiet.
Wang Caihua called the maid, "Ms. Liu, bring a bowl of rice for Yuan Chun."
"Yes, madam."
Ms. Liu quickly brought out a bowl of rice and placed it beside Wang Caihua’s seat.
Yuan Chun washed her hands and sat down, eating large mouthfuls. The original host was honest, timid, and too scared to eat on the train, so her stomach was long hungry.
Yuan Chun felt like she could devour an entire cow now.