True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

"En." Ying Zijin nodded, "When did you agree to meet?"

"I'll take a look." Rita took out her phone, glanced at the calendar, and frowned, "August 23, tsk, it's too much trouble, I have to stay in China for more than ten days."

Today is August 7th, and there are 16 days left before the date she agreed with the first poisoner.

Rita was also confused as to why the first poisoner suddenly changed the meeting place.

It is also in China.

Originally, they should have met on this island last night.

But after she finished the test, the first poisoner changed the place and time of the meeting.

"Place?"

"Shanghai City."

Ying Zijin's expression paused: "Hucheng?"

"You're weird, aren't you." Rita spread her hands, "I wonder why a hunter of this level is also in your imperial capital, or living in seclusion in the mountains."

The ancient martial arts world and the ancient medical world are all in the imperial capital.

It's just that ordinary people can't find it, and if they find it, they can't get in.

"However, it's not impossible." Lita added, "I don't know if you know that the last gun god ranked seventh, died in Shanghai, and the Hidden League has yet to find out who did it. "

The sun was getting dazzling, Ying Zijin put on his hat: "I know."

"That's why I wondered if it was the first poisoner who killed him." Rita analyzed it seriously, "Look, only the poisoner can kill people without any evidence."

Ying Zijin was silent for a while.

She couldn't refute this.

Number seven on the gun god list, she was indeed the one who killed it.

But she didn't clean up the scene, there was no evidence, it should be Fu Yunshen who helped her sweep the end.

"Anyway, thanks to him, once he died, I was ranked No. 1 in the rankings." Lita tugged her hair, looking very charming, "So I'm eighty-eight."

"Ning Shenhua, I can give it to you." Ying Zijin pondered for a while, "But I have one condition."

"You said, I can definitely do it."

"I'll go with you to see the first poisoner."

"Okay, no problem." Rita agreed directly, "We're just making a deal. I'll ask her to see my father."

Ying Zijin's eyes moved slightly.

"Wait, I have something for you." Rita beckoned to the middle-aged man not far away, "Myron, bring something."

The middle-aged man stepped forward, and he carried a box.

"This is a gun I have in my collection." Rita opened the box, "It can be used, but it's not very powerful, because its shell is made of gold and diamonds, so it looks good."

"You accept it as our reconciliation gift."

Ying Zijin did not refuse, she pointed to the side: "These are for you."

Rita picked up one of the small jars: "What is this?"

"Whitening Mask."

The four words made Rita put it away decisively. She whistled and smiled: "Oriental beauty, if you have time, I invite you to eat macaroni with us."

She waved and boarded another plane.

**

Five hours later.

The plane arrived in Shanghai again.

The weather in August was sweltering and stove-like.

"Let's go, little friend, see you off." Fu Yunshen patted her head, "I'm tired these days, go home and have a good sleep."

Yun Shan did not follow him very wisely. He left on the pretext that he was going to do errands.

The two went back by car.

Halfway through, Ying Zijin saw someone selling mung bean soup and sour plum soup on the side of the road. It was an old grandmother.

She was sitting on a small bench with two boxes in front of her.

"I'm going to buy a cup." Ying Zijin turned around, "Do you want to drink?"

She didn't seem to have seen him drink anything other than health tea.

"Yeah." Fu Yunshen didn't refuse this time, he stopped the car, "You buy room temperature, your stomach is important."

Ying Zijin got off the car and walked to the stall.

She took two cups of mung bean soup and had to scan the code to pay.

The old grandmother wiped her hands with a towel and hesitated for a moment: "Little girl, do you have any cash?"

Ying Zijin looked up: "Cash?"

Nowadays, transfers are generally done online, and few people bring cash.

"It doesn't matter." The grandmother sighed. "The technology is so advanced now that I don't understand anything. My son helped me get this payment code."

She wiped the corners of her red eyes, feeling a little embarrassed: "All the people who paid by scanning the QR code went to him. I want to buy some food and make soup for my wife today, so I just wanted to ask if you guys have any. cash."

Ying Zijin's hand paused, and then she saw that her opponent's head was a middle-aged man.

Obviously not the grandma's own WeChat account.

She closed her eyes slightly, knowing what was going on.

Seeing her silence, the grandmother hurriedly said, "If there is none, it's fine, just transfer the money."

"Yes, grandma." Fu Yunshen didn't know when he came over, took out a dozen pieces of one-hundred-yuan cash from his wallet, and smiled, "You take it."

"Too much, too much." The grandmother had never seen so much money. She was startled and pushed away, "A cup of mung bean soup costs four yuan, and eight yuan is enough."

"You can't even buy half a chicken for eight yuan." Fu Yun raised his eyelashes, "So, if you think I'm at a loss, you can sell me the rest."

Grandma was a little helpless.

Fu Yunshen had already bent down, picked up the bag and began to pack mung bean soup and sour plum soup, his voice was light: "Your son won't give you money?"

The old grandmother bowed her head and sighed: "He also worked hard, maybe he forgot, how can parents and children care about it."

Ying Zijin watched the movements of the two and raised his hand to press his heart.

She has always been aware that her body has a big flaw and that she has no heart.

The heart does not refer to organs.

It is the heart that can make people emotionally fluctuate about external objects.

She knows what love is and what hate is, and has emotions, but she doesn't perceive them.

Emotionally, she's like a robot.

But at this moment, she seemed to be able to feel this kind of human warmth.

It seems that she is slowly recovering.

After buying all the mung bean soup and sour plum soup, Fu Yunshen lifted the bag: "It's enough for you to drink for a long time."

Seeing that the girl had been looking at one place, he tapped his finger on her forehead and chuckled, "Yaoyao, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Ying Zijin returned to her senses, she looked at him, suddenly raised her hand and hugged him, "Thank you."

It's a normal action, not very ambiguous.

Say hello to friends, meet and hug, there is no difference.

After all, before, he also carried it on his back and hugged it.

Fu Yunshen's body tensed for a moment, but soon relaxed.

He moved his fingers and raised his peach eyes: "Little boy, is this a molestation?"

"It doesn't count, at most—" Ying Zijin took a cup of mung bean soup from him, still in a cold tone, "Take advantage of you."

"..."

**

There are two types of supplementary lessons in Qingzhi Middle School.

The first is that the school is unified, making up classes for a month after the exam and taking the summer vacation.

The second is to choose classes or vacations according to the students' own opinions after the unified make-up class is over.

So after August, many fewer people came to school.

But the people from the elite class come every day.

"Yuexuan, what are you thinking?" The girl at the same table shook her hand in front of her, "Why are you so absent-minded these days?"

Ying Yuexuan suddenly retracted her thoughts and lowered her eyes: "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't seen my brother for a long time."

Although Ying Tianlu didn't hear her conversation with Zhong Manhua that day, Ying Yuexuan could feel that Ying Tianlu's attitude towards her had changed.

In the past, when Ying Tianlu didn't leave Shanghai to start a business, he would send her to school, but this time he didn't.

Ying Yuexuan couldn't figure it out.

She thought later that even if Ying Tianlu knew that she was not his sister, it wouldn't be a big deal.

After all, Zhong Manhua and Ying Zhenting knew early on, and they are still very good to her.

"Your brother?" The girl didn't ask much, she just said casually, "Maybe you have something to do, don't worry about it."

Ying Yuexuan responded and started writing the papers.

The girl was still saying, "Yuexuan, you can rest assured. Although your family adopted Ying Zijin, she is also very powerful, but you are your own."

"How can this adopted one be compared to her own? She can't even count as a dove occupying a magpie's nest."

Ying Yuexuan raised her head abruptly, her warm tone became a little more serious for the first time: "Don't say such things."

The girl was startled and quickly changed the subject: "Yuexuan, I heard that Mu Chenzhou lives in your house now, how is it?"

Zhong Zhiwan brought Mu Chenzhou to Qingzhi several times, and they all met.

He is indeed the son-in-law trained by the big family of the imperial capital, and his every move shows the demeanor of the famous family.

"How about what?" Ying Yuexuan didn't feel anything. "There are differences between men and women. I haven't had much contact with him, and I don't like him either."

The girl is very puzzled now: "Why?"

Ying Yuexuan finished writing a paper: "Because he doesn't like his sister."

"Ying Zijin?" The girl was taken aback and understood, "I guess Zhong Zhiwan said something in front of him, sigh, why didn't you see that she was such a person at first."

**

Wen family.

After Ying Zijin arrived in the community, Fu Yunshen did not leave, but took her upstairs.

As soon as she arrived at the door, the key had just been inserted, and her eyes suddenly changed.

Wen Fengmian heard the sound of the key being inserted into the door bolt, he walked over to open the door: "Yaoyao, come back."

Ying Zijin raised her head and glanced around the room that was only 60 square meters.

There was no sign of Wen Tinglan.

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