The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot - Chapter 19
Chapter 19: 017 How are you planning to thank your brother?
Editor: Henyee Translations
The sunlight suddenly fluttered down, casting its glow on his ethereal and extraordinarily handsome face.
Just like the Radiant Morning Star.
Ying Zijin rarelly faltered.
After a moment, her gaze drew inward, and she slightly furrowed her brows, wondering why such a comparison came to her mind.
It shouldn’t have.
“Seventh… Seventh Young Master…” Lu Zhi’s body was stiff as she forced a smile, “Why didn’t you say you were coming in advance?”
Fu Yunshen, however, paid no attention, he lazily straightened his body, curling his lips with a smile, “What a coincidence, kid.”
Ying Zijin snapped back to reality and looked up.
At that moment, the man was slightly leaning forward, with a faint scent of Jade and Agarwood spreading from his collar, intertwining with his breath in an enthralling manner.
His peach blossom eyes were deep and passionate, always gentle.
When he seriously looked at someone, he could almost drown them in his gaze.
“Thank…” She just began to speak when he interrupted her, “Big brother doesn’t want to hear those two words again.”
Fu Yunshen patted her head, dragging out his tone, “We have known each other for so long, no need for such politeness.”
Ying Zijin’s expression paused, “…”
If you counted by a 24-hour day, it hadn’t even been a whole day.
She looked at him, but still didn’t make a fuss about his self-proclaimed title or her own actions.
Forget it, if he was good to her, then she would just let him be.
Meanwhile, Lu Zhi’s complexion turned even paler.
What was going on?
Since when did the Ying Family’s foster daughter get involved with the Fu Family’s Seventh Young Master?
Not to mention the Lu Family, even the Ying Family had to show respect to the Fu Family.
Lu Zhi bit her lip, recalling the man’s earlier words, and panic surged in her heart.
Just then, Fu Yunshen finally glanced at her, his tone nonchalant, “Five hundred thousand, is the Lu Family that short on money?”
Lu Zhi was startled, unsure of how to respond.
As she hesitated, Fu Yunshen picked up his phone and made a call.
At the same time, in a villa area several streets away from Zhongshan South Road.
Mr. Lu was leisurely drinking tea and reading the newspaper at home when his phone suddenly rang.
He didn’t intend to answer it, but upon seeing the number he was surprised and hastily took the call, “Seventh Young Master, what can I do for you?”
The Lu Family had recently secured a large contract, for which the Fu Family was the person in charge and on whom they still relied.
The moment he answered the call, the first thing he heard from the other end was, “I hear the Lu Family is quite short on money.”
Mr. Lu was stunned, not yet comprehending.
Then the second sentence arrived.
“Afraid you might incur losses, it might be better to let go of that contract in the Northern Region.”
The man spoke casually, his voice still carrying a smile, showing no clear emotions, but there was an immense pressure to his words.
In the store, Lu Zhi also heard it, her eyes suddenly widening, she cried out, “Seventh Young Master, you can’t…”
Fu Yunshen hung up the phone and turned his head, “Hmm?”
Lu Zhi’s limbs turned icy, and her lips quivered fiercely.
She could never have imagined that her attempt to teach the Ying Family’s foster daughter a lesson would cause the Lu Family to lose a contract worth millions.
The Lu Family wasn’t a major wealthy family, and losing millions was a significant blow to them.
Lu Zhi was at a loss for words, only able to look at the girl with clenched teeth.
It was all her fault!
If it weren’t for her insistence on coming here to buy medicine, the Lu Family wouldn’t have suffered this unwarranted disaster.
“Ying Zijin, that’s enough,” Lu Fang, who was in the back storeroom, couldn’t stand by any longer. Walking out, his face darkened, “This is hardly a big deal, why turn it into such a mess?”
He spoke with annoyance, “It was just a joke, and you didn’t lose out on anything. How about this, I promise to tutor you in math, and we can let bygones be bygones, okay?”
Lu Fang knew that Fu Yunshen was a frivolous young master, and his actions were merely to woo women, so the breakthrough must lie with this country bumpkin.
He still couldn’t figure out what had caught Fu Yunshen’s eye, deserving such treatment.
Ying Zijin looked up, feeling that this person was somewhat familiar, “Who are you?”
Facing an unexpected answer, Lu Fang’s face turned pale, “…”
They had been classmates for a whole semester, yet she didn’t know who he was?
What was she playing at?
“Ying Zijin, stop pretending,” Lu Fang sneered icily, “Your grades are at the bottom of the Elite Class. If you don’t improve, you’ll be kicked out. Surely, you don’t want to lose face, do you?”
Ying Zijin glanced at Lu Fang again, but still couldn’t recall who he was. However, she did remember something else.
Verdant Middle School had an Elite Class for each grade, consisting of the top fifty students, so after every test, there would be changes in the class makeup.
“Are you going to agree or not?” Lu Fang was growing impatient, “Think carefully now, it’s not everyone who can get me to tutor… What’s with that look in your eyes?”
Did he look like a fool to her?
Lu Fang was furious to the point of death.
Ying Zijin lightly tapped the cashier counter, indifferently stating, “Wrap up the herbs and deliver them to the hotel across the street.”
“Please, please wait,” the cashier hurriedly began checking the list, of course, not expecting payment.
She was just a small employee, unable to afford offending anyone.
Lu Zhi stared at the golden iris on the black card between the girl’s fingers, stunned.
Wasn’t that…
Lu Fang, feeling very irritated, wanted to step forward, but Fu Yunshen was standing nearby.
The man was slightly hunched over, lost in thought.
He carried that nonchalant air typical of a debauchee, but oddly captivating.
Lu Fang couldn’t help but shiver.
In less than ten minutes, three hundred catties of herbs were ready, and Lu Zhi could only watch with an ashen face as the Lu Family’s workers warmly escorted this loathsome person out.
It was excruciatingly irritating.
“Sister, they’re going too far,” Lu Fang slammed the table fiercely, seething, “Just wait a few days until school starts, I’ll make her pay.”
Lu Zhi was also feeling suffocated, her tone bitter and sarcastic, “Who asked her to cling to higher branches now, she must be incredibly smug.”
She refused to believe that Ying Zijin could ensnare Fu Yunshen for life.
Lu Zhi tossed her hair, ready to tattle to Ying Luwei, when Mr. Lu’s call came through first.
“Dad…” She was just beginning to speak when a roar came from the other end, “What dad, I have no daughter like you, get back here now!”
**
In the hotel room.
Glancing at the piles of herbs on the floor, Fu Yunshen was about to speak when he saw the girl methodically take an electric pressure cooker out of her backpack.
“…”
Ying Zijin propped her chin with one hand and sorted through the herbs with the other, weighing them before tossing them into the pot.
With no time to craft her own medicine furnace, she had to use this as a substitute.
After modifying it slightly, she could proceed with refining medicine.
Before leaving the underground market yesterday, she had bought a few pieces of jade stone.
While drawing the essence from the jade stones into the electric pressure cooker, Ying Zijin looked up, “Those two Weibo posts…”
She was quite interested in all the new technologies and trends nowadays and was ready to start learning.
Hearing this, Fu Yunshen lifted his lashes, a teasing smile at the corners of his eyes, “How do you plan to thank Big Brother?”
Ying Zijin covered the pot with its lid and pressed the start button, nonchalantly replying, “I’ll ensure you won’t fall all night.”
Fu Yunshen paused, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, still smiling, his voice gentle but somehow sounding increasingly dangerous, “Little friend, I have a question for you.”
Ying Zijin crushed the used-up jade stone, scattering the powder on the floor, “Hmm?”
“Such words—” he slowly bent down, his gaze level with the girl sitting on the floor, “who did you learn them from?”
