Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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Jiang Moyuan’s incident was a lesson learned from the past.
The only good thing was that it was not made known to everyone, and Jiang Moyuan and Ying Luwei didn’t care. Otherwise, the other three wealthy families and the small families in Shanghai might laugh at her behind their backs.
Ever since the real daughter was brought back, the Ying family had never been peaceful.
Zhong Manhua’s expression turned cold: “That’s right. If you didn’t mention it, I would have forgotten. Let Shen Zhou live in the Zhong family.”
She would never allow this kind of thing to happen again. She would discredit the Ying family and there would be no place for her face.
It seemed that she needed to hire a few more teachers to teach Ying Zijin the rules of a wealthy family and the tea art and flower arranging that rich ladies should know.
Zhong Manhua started to call the Zhong family: “Well, yes, Shen Zhou will live with your third brother when the time comes. Zhiwan and he are the same age, and they can take care of each other…”
Seeing that Zhong Manhua changed her mind, the housekeeper was relaxed and went upstairs to call someone.
In the bedroom on the third floor.
The girl was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. Her sleeping position was not stable. She curled up and wrapped herself in the quilt like a puffer fish.
Half of her slender legs were exposed to the air, and her skin was as white as cold porcelain under the sunlight outside the window.
Suddenly – “Ding dong.”
“Ding dong ding dong!”
The phone that was pressed under the pillow rang crazily and vibrated.
Ying Zijin pressed her head, somewhat agitated.
She opened her eyes, turned over, took out her phone, and clicked on an app called “Weibo”.
It was stuck for dozens of seconds before she entered. There were red dots all over the message.
The girl lowered her eyes, her cold brows and eyes filled with a bit of impatience.
At the top of the Weibo homepage was a Weibo post posted by Ying Luwei just at 11:30. This Weibo post @ her.
In just a few minutes, it was retweeted thousands of times.
[@Ying Luwei: Thank you all for your concern [love]. I have recovered. I came here to say hello to everyone. Thanks to @Ying Zijin this time, I would also like to say sorry to my sister-in-law. Her sister-in-law was too careless and hurt herself. She also asked you to transfuse so much blood to your aunt. If you blame your aunt, your aunt can understand, but your aunt just hopes that you won’t get angry and run out next time. Everyone will be worried.]
Ying Luwei was a famous pianist in China and she was beautiful.
She was of noble status, came from a famous family, and had a well-matched fiancé who doted on her and loved her.
This kind of winner in life was not enviable at all.
In addition, she was very friendly and popular online, with more than 40 million fans, making her more popular than ordinary second-tier stars.
After this Weibo post was posted, the topic #YingLuweiComprehensive# was instantly on the hot search list and was still rising rapidly.
All the comments on Weibo from her fans were encouraging and comforting.
Sister, take a good rest, I’m still waiting for your concert.
Our Luwei is really kind-hearted and kind-hearted. She even comforts children when she is injured.
Luwei is a little fairy. Every time I listen to Luwei play piano music, I can calm down no matter how irritable I am.
Ying Zijin was not interested in these. She glanced at it and was about to uninstall Weibo and go to sleep.
But before she could exit, there was another series of “ding ding dong dong” sounds.
It was a private message box, messages from people she hadn’t followed.
Why are you running? Luwei is so worried about you, let her worry less.
Why blame Lu Wei? She is your little aunt, isn’t it natural to donate blood?
They were all accusations, each one more ugly than the last.
Ying Zijin pressed his head and blocked one account after another with no expression on his face and submitted them to the reporting office.
It wasn’t that she was really offended by the comments, but she was very angry when she got up.
She finally managed to get some sleep, but she still couldn’t get a good night’s rest.
Not a second later, the phone rang again, this time it was soft and soothing music.
She glanced at the name and picked up.
There was a man’s low voice on the other end of the phone, with a slight smile.
It was as if the alluring emerald agarwood from last night was lingering behind her ears.
“Kid, are you awake?”
The anger in the girl’s eyes slowly faded. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed: “I just woke up.” She didn’t lose her temper and was quite well-behaved.
“Huh?” Fu Yunshen said with a deep voice, “What did you do yesterday? Your voice sounds like a new-born kitten. You didn’t sleep all night?”
Ying Zijin thought for a while: “It doesn’t count. Let’s go to bed.”
She was just researching new technologies in the 21st century when she discovered something called an online drama, and she just watched it for three hours.
The plot was very bloody, but it was quite interesting to watch.
She had fun in retirement.
“Eleven to one o’clock is the time for the liver to detoxify.” Fu Yunshen said in a protracted voice, “Staying up late will make you ugly and bald.”
Ying Zijin yawned and didn’t care much: “I have a lot of hair. I’m born with it.”
She was obviously stunned for a moment.
“Okay, okay, you are naturally beautiful.” Fu Yunshen sighed deeply, “It’s different for me as an old man. If I don’t sleep for a while, my back will hurt.”
The girl said slowly: “You have kidney failure.”
After hearing this, Fu Yunshen suddenly laughed: “I have kidney failure?”
Ying Zijin bit a hair tie, raised her free left hand, and held her long hair: “If you don’t mind, I can make a pill to help you cure it.”
Her original medicine stove was also in O State, and now she had to make a new one.
He helped her a lot, and she wanted give him some medicine.
“Oh?” Fu Yunshen was very interested, “Are you so powerful? In addition to fortune telling, you also know ancient medicine? Are you from the Emei sect? You won’t use the Nine Yin White Bone Claw on me one day, right?”
Ying Zijin was silent for a moment: “What is the Nine Yin White Bone Claw?”
“Have you seen “Eternal Dragon Sword”?” He said lazily, “It’s a kind of peerless martial arts.”
The girl tied her hair and took out a coat to put it on: “No, have you seen it before? How powerful is it?”
“Hmm -” Fu Yunshen pondered for a moment and smiled, “You can smash someone’s head in with one palm, which is worse than you.”
Ying Zijin’s expression was calm, without any fluctuations: “Then, it’s quite powerful.”
“Watch less dramas from now on, they are all fake.” Fu Yunshen just thought she was a child and didn’t care. Instead, he said, “Don’t bother with that hot search, I will solve it.”
Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows slightly: “Hot search?”
She took the phone off her ear, opened Weibo again, and checked the hot search list.
She was always a quick learner.
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