True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

The turmoil in the Lainger family twenty years ago was rumored at the time.

But over the years, few people have talked about it.

Not all the inhabitants of the world city knew the cause of Su Wen's coma.

The manager looked at the girl's and the woman's eyebrows and said so.

If it wasn't the eldest lady of the Lainger family, who else was worth bringing here to make clothes in person?

This sentence hits the heart.

As if a giant bronze bell was ringing in his ears, Rao Shisu asked, and his body was shaken by the shock.

She froze in place for a moment, tears suddenly falling like that.

Ying Zijin's eyes trembled.

The manager was even more startled: "Madam?"

Did he say something wrong?

"Sir, my aunt is not my mother." Ying Zijin supported Su and explained, "The eldest lady passed away many years ago, and my aunt will inevitably be very sad when she hears this."

The manager's expression changed, he knelt down suddenly, and his voice was hurried: "Madam, I made a blunder, please punish me!"

Su Wen's daughter died as soon as she was born many years ago, and he actually said such rebellious words.

Just damn it!

"What kind of thing is this, why should I be punished." Su Wen wiped her tears, bent down to help him up, and smiled, "Don't talk about you, I saw Yaoyao at the time, and I thought she and I looked alike. Some like."

"I think I have a relationship with her, let's not say anything else, let's take her to make clothes first."

The manager wiped his sweat: "Thank you, Madam."

He also often dealt with many princes and nobles, and knew how difficult it was to serve these people at the top of the circle.

Once, a clerk accidentally poured red wine on a lady's purse and was dragged out by the bodyguard.

If this matter today is placed on other dignitaries, I am afraid that his life will not be guaranteed.

But Su asked not.

She often visits the residents, and also specially set up a fund to donate.

No wonder Suwen was respected by so many residents in those days.

"Miss Ying, this way please." The manager respectfully said, "This is our chief costume designer. If you have any requirements, just let her know."

This is Su Wen's kindness. Ying Zijin never refuses. She nodded slightly: "I'm sorry."

She followed the fashion designer to the scanner inside, which could scan all sizes, which was very convenient.

After the costume designer recorded the girl's measurements, she asked her to choose the fabric.

The city of the world is technologically advanced, and intelligent AI and robots have replaced many human jobs.

But this clothing design store still retains a very original design.

Some artificially designed patterns and techniques are always incomparable to machines.

The manager stepped forward again: "Madam, I made a blunder. This is a svip card specially made for Miss Ying. In the future, Miss Ying will come here to spend, there is no upper limit, and it is free."

"You don't need it for free, the bills are all in my name." Su Wen said, "You are also a small business, it's not easy, but you don't need to tell her about it."

The manager understood: "Madam, I understand."

Thirty minutes later, Ying Zijin came out.

Su Wen was sitting on the sofa drinking tea. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

"Choose one dress and three daily routines." Ying Zijin took out a card, "Auntie, I'll—"

Her hand was held down.

Su Wen was half funny and half angry: "Yaoyao, you saved me, even if all the property in my name can't be paid for, a few clothes, you are polite to me."

Ying Zijin's hand paused, then put it back.

She and Su Wen really hit it off, and they could talk about a lot of things together.

Even the occasional experimental problem, Su Wen can wake her up inadvertently.

"Yaoyao, didn't you say you still have an adoptive father and younger brother?" Su Wen was very concerned, "Would you like to bring them here? I can help arrange it."

"Not for now, and they are not used to it." Ying Zijin slowly shook his head, "Auntie, some things are more difficult than you think."

"Are you talking about sages?" Su Wen was silent for a moment, "I also suspect that A Yuan's disappearance is related to the Sage Academy, otherwise who would dare to attack him."

But there are three problems.

One is that their mortal bodies have no way to fight against the sages known as "gods".

The second is that there is no trace or evidence, and I don't know which sages did it.

Third, the status of the sages in the world city is too high, and all the residents believe in the sages.

"I'm investigating this matter." Ying Zijin narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, "Auntie, you still need more rest, I'll take you home."

**

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

graduate School.

Engineering college here.

After Dean Norman checked the experimental materials prepared for Ying Zijin, he was ready to go home to see his dogs and cats.

The dean of the Genetics Institute broke in at this time.

With a cold face, he said straight to the point: "Norman, did you do something to my students?"

"Mervin is the seedling appointed by the magician. If something happens to him, your engineering institute will be unlucky, hand him over quickly!"

"What did you say?" Dean Norman pushed his glasses and sneered, "Did you insert the gene of the silly roe deer into your DNA when you were working on biological genes?"

The dean of the Gene Institute was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted: "You call me stupid?"

"Oh, wrong, wrong." Dean Norman closed the computer, "Silly roe deer is much cuter than you, it should be paramecia."

"Nuo, Man!" The Dean of the Genetics Institute was furious, "I won't play tricks with you, you hand over Mervyn quickly."

"It's ridiculous, I haven't bothered with you about what your genetic institute did to my engineering students." Dean Norman said coldly, "You are questioning me. Do you think I am as despicable and shameless as your genetic institute?"

The dean of the Gene Institute was even more angry: "Norman, you—"

Before he could finish his words, Dean Norman lifted the laser cannon on the table and aimed it directly at him.

This laser cannon has not been developed for a long time, and it has not been officially sold on W online.

The dean of the Gene Institute doesn't have to think about it, he knows how powerful it will be.

He panicked, turned around and left, and sternly said, "Norman, wait!"

"Hmph, I'll wait." Dean Norman put the laser cannon in the folding bag, glanced at the time, and went to find Ying Zijin.

He set up a secret laboratory for Ying Zijin.

"Teacher, the master has brought you something." Norman Changchun was proud, "Your development is faster than I thought, and you can directly start the S-level experiment."

Ying Zijin took it and turned to look: "Okay."

This time the S-class experiment has nothing to do with aviation, but weapons.

After reading it, she picked up a piece of candy on the table and handed it over: "Master, here it is."

"Ask the master to eat candy?" Dean Norman tore off the candy wrapper and sighed.

Crunchy, strawberry flavored.

Still delicious.

Dean Norman took two steps, as if thinking of something, and turned around again: "I chose you to go to the Academy of Sages in September, will you go?"

Ying Zijin's eyes narrowed slightly and replied, "Go and play."

"Playing?" Dean Norman looked serious, "Teacher, you have to take it easy, don't follow your senior sister, I almost bombed the Academy of Sages."

Ying Zijin: "..."

She has no hobby of frying things.

**

late at night.

Su Wen went to the cemetery alone and came to the small stone tablet again.

She knelt down halfway, with the cold stone tablet on her forehead, and muttered in a low voice, "Tan Tan, it's cooling down today, I don't know if you're cold or not, my mother sewed a lot of clothes for you."

Saying that, Su Wen opened the box next to him, which contained large and small clothes.

From a newborn baby to a 19-year-old girl, there is no shortage of one.

These days, Su Wen hasn't closed his eyes very much, and spends half of his time sewing clothes.

Su Wen lowered her head and wiped her eyes: "Tan Tan, today someone mistook the little girl I told you about as you, she..."

Like being struck by lightning, the words that the manager said in the clothing design store in the afternoon echoed in her ears again.

——"The eldest lady and the eldest lady are really similar, just like sisters."

The manager was just an unintentional remark, but Su Wen's heart could no longer be settled.

She stood silently in the black cemetery, looking at the tombstone.

Her sandalwood was buried by her own hands, and she should not have any delusions.

All her maternal love died with this tombstone in twenty years.

But if...

Once an incredible thought surfaced, Su Wen couldn't control it and continued to think about it.

She turned around and walked out of the cemetery, came to the hall, and said directly, "Housekeeper."

The housekeeper hurried over and knelt down on one knee: "Madam, please order."

"Complete the formalities, go out of the city now, and look up a family for me." Su Wen said word by word, "Huaguo, Hucheng, Yingjia!"

What a sad day today TvT