The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Chapter 112: 109 Provoking Boss Ying Ends Badly [3 Updates]

Fu Yunshen’s eyelashes trembled slightly as he was about to get up.

But the strength of that hand was surprisingly strong, preventing him from moving.

Ying Zijin raised her head, glanced at him, and said three words, “Don’t move.”

She bowed her head again, still holding the silver needles, the tips darting between several acupoints.

It was as if she wasn’t holding a person, but a piece of embroidery.

“Kid…” Fu Yunshen’s brows quirked upward, the tail of his voice curling into a smile, “Isn’t this openly taking advantage?”

No sooner had he finished speaking than another silver needle fell, penetrating another acupoint on his body.

The force was noticeably stronger than before.

Fu Yunshen hissed lightly and fell silent.

He truly believed that if he said anything else, their little kid might very well send him off with a needle.

Utterly merciless, looking at faces doesn’t help.

As time ticked by, Fu Yunshen’s body gradually relaxed from its initial tension.

A moment later, he lowered his gaze.

They were both sitting on the ground, but the height difference was almost as much as when standing.

The girl’s head only reached his chin, and during the acupuncture, her soft hair occasionally brushed across his face.

From this angle, Fu Yunshen could see her long, delicate lashes and her creamy skin.

Almost transparent, tinged with a faint gleam, irresistibly captivating.

Despite the layers of clothes, a clear warmth was transmitted.

Her hands were icy, with a coolness at her fingertips.

Fu Yunshen’s hand moved slightly, and eventually, he raised it, tucking her hanging hair behind her ear.

He coughed softly, swallowing the faint, sweet taste rising in his throat.

He had intentionally taken that bullet.

In the past, this was a common occurrence, just a quick bandage, and at worst, he would faint for a few hours and then wake up.

Being alone was something he had grown accustomed to.

This was the first time, though, that someone appeared at this moment to treat him.

Fu Yunshen suddenly smiled.

After completely stopping the bleeding, Ying Zijin took out a clean bandage, removed the blood-soaked one, and wrapped him again.

She knew he would be here but didn’t understand why he was alone.

She also sensed his strength; otherwise, she wouldn’t have interacted with him for so long, unable to discern his deeper information.

That was the strangest part.

However, Ying Zijin didn’t ask further questions, nor did she care about these things.

A few dozen seconds later, she let go of him.

Her voice was clear and even, with not the slightest fluctuation, “Done.”

Fu Yunshen braced himself on the ground, preparing to stand up on his own.

But that cool hand pressed on his arm again, helping him up.

She supported him with half her body.

Like she was assisting an elderly person.

Realizing this, Fu Yunshen steadied himself against the wall, straightened his back, still in a languid manner, “Kid, your brother here isn’t so frail that he can’t walk this little distance.”

He wasn’t lying; his self-healing ability was indeed strong, far surpassing that of an ordinary person.

From the customs to now, his wound had healed quite a bit.

By tomorrow, it would be completely healed, leaving not even a scar.

That’s why he chose to get injured.

Ying Zijin paused for a moment, but still let go of him.

Fu Yunshen didn’t ask why she had returned at this time; he coughed a few times, turned his head, “Yaoyao, you… have nothing to say?”

“Hmm.” Ying Zijin looked at him, nodded, “Feels good.”

“…”

Fu Yunshen was used to her surprising him with her calm comments, his brow raised, “Kid, has anyone told you that a man’s waist shouldn’t be touched carelessly?”

Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin yawned, sleepy and dismissively replied, “If touched, would you become a beast?”

“…”

The conversation just couldn’t continue.

Their little kid really wasn’t like most girls.

“Let’s go, kid.” Fu Yunshen ruffled her hair, “Thank you for today.”

**

Because the Gun God Ranking’s seventh-place holder died in Shanghai City under mysterious circumstances, at least for the short term, no hunter would set foot on this land.

All was calm.

Ying Zijin didn’t let Fu Yunshen go back to his bachelor pad, simply hosting him once again.

It’s just that they returned so late that even though they both concealed their presence and made no sound with their footsteps,

it just so happened that they ran into Wen Tinglan, who was up for a nighttime bathroom trip.

Fu Yunshen slowed his breathing, not yet explaining anything, when he saw the youth rub his eyes and stop for a few seconds before heading to the bathroom.

Wen Tinglan walked while murmuring to herself, “Dreams again…”

She dreamed of the person she didn’t want to dream about.

“Xiao Lan just had hypnotherapy yesterday,” Ying Zijin sat on the couch. “He’s been recovering very well recently.”

The therapy method of hypnosis actually carries a substantial risk.

Because during hypnosis, the psychologist will dig out things buried in the patient’s subconscious.

For Wen Tinglan, it was the memory of his biological mother leaving with his older sister and the time she returned when he was five years old.

Both times were tremendously traumatic.

That’s why if not careful, hypnosis could not only fail to alleviate the condition but could also cause a much larger backlash.

It could even lead to the patient’s mental breakdown.

Psychological treatment does not employ hypnosis unless absolutely necessary.

Fu Yunshen was stunned for a moment, then leaned back and laughed, “You can be at ease with Xuesheng’s hypnosis sessions, Yaoyao.”

After he said these words, however, a long silence followed with no response.

Turning his head, Fu Yunshen then realized that the girl had fallen asleep.

Quiet and well-behaved, her whole body had softened.

It seemed like a struggle, but Fu Yunshen finally made a move.

He stood up, slightly bent over, and picked her up in his arms, placing her on the bed in the bedroom.

After standing quietly for a few seconds, he then withdrew from the room.

“Good night, kid.”

**

The news of Jiang Ran’s injury spread quickly throughout Verdant Middle School within just a few days.

Many boys gloated over his misfortune, saying he finally got his comeuppance.

But the girls were all anxious, finding out which hospital Jiang Ran was in, and after school, they went to visit, carrying baskets of fruit and sweets.

“Out, out, all of you out,” Jiang Ran covered his head with his blanket, completely irritable, “I don’t want to see anyone.”

If they saw his wrapped-up foot, where would he put his face as the school tyrant?

“Don’t be so fierce to the girls,” Jiang Huaping said, tapping his head and seemingly quite pleased. “I didn’t expect my son to be so popular, you have the charm I had when I was young.”

Jiang Ran: “… Mom, can you not be so narcissistic?”

Jiang Huaping ignored him and went out to talk to the female students.

Jiang Ran ruffled his hair: “Where’s Daddy Ying?”

“Oh.” Xiu Yu was peeling an apple, “Daddy Ying is busy with something, and you’re not a little kid anymore. What, you still need daddy to coddle you?”

“What nonsense are you saying?” Jiang Ran’s face darkened, “I just wanted to thank him.”

“Wait until your foot’s better to give thanks,” Xiu Yu finished peeling the apple and took a bite.

Jiang Ran was taken aback and hesitated for a moment, “Isn’t that apple for me?”

“Why would I be peeling it for you?” Xiu Yu said, looking at him strangely, “Because you have a big face?”

“…”

Jiang Ran snorted coldly and grabbed an apple himself, “Has the person who sent the shoes been found yet?”

If he found out which rascal played him like that, he would smash the rascal’s head in.

“There’s a clue,” Xiu Yu said, “We should find them in a few days.”

Jiang Ran hummed in acknowledgment, then asked, “Where did Daddy Ying go?”

Xiu Yu thought for a moment, “It seems there is some trouble at the Zhong Family.”

**

Zhong Family’s old residence.

On usual days, only Old Master Zhong, Lady Zhong, and Zhong Zhiwan lived in the old house – the other branches had moved out long ago.

Since Zhong Zhiwan’s father frequently worked abroad and seldom returned, Old Master Zhong allowed them to stay in the old residence.

But today, there were quite a few uninvited guests.

Among them was Zhong Tianyun who had always been taken care of by Old Master Zhong.

Zhong Tianyun, the only son of Old Master Zhong’s second brother, was fifty years old this year.

However, his father had been in poor health and died early, so Old Master Zhong had always looked after Zhong Tianyun.

Zhong Tianyun sat on the couch, looking very much like the man of the house.

He straightened his tie, “Uncle, I am not sure how your health has been lately?”

Old Master Zhong, looking at Zhong Tianyun, a shareholder of Zhong Corporation, was very cold: “Speak plainly, I hate your beating around the bush.”

“Alright, since uncle wants me to be direct, I’ll be direct,” Zhong Tianyun said with a smile, his eyes sharp, “Uncle, you have been in charge of the Jade Pavilion, yet you lost the Treasure of the Zhenzhai.”

“Zhong Corporation’s stocks are falling, and buyers are also cutting off their collaborations with us. Uncle, do you think you are still qualified to be the chairman?”

The Jade Pavilion was one of Zhong Family’s businesses that dealt in jade stone carvings, bringing in over a hundred million in revenue every year.

But just a few days ago, the Treasure of the Zhenzhai suddenly disappeared, and not even a shadow was caught on the surveillance in the store.

Even more unfortunately, they had just finalized an order with a foreign multinational company a few days before, and the order was for the Treasure of the Zhenzhai.

This setback had a severe impact on Zhong Corporation, and its stocks had continued to fall today.

If they could not provide an explanation to the buyers, they would take action against Zhong Corporation.

But Zhong Corporation was not owned solely by Master Zhong.

Having said that, Zhong Tianyun signaled to a few bodyguards behind him and said coldly, “Take the old master away now and tell them this is our explanation.”