True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Yunshan Mingwu: "Master, you and Miss Ying and Uncle Wen also have air tickets in the afternoon. It's not the same flight with Zhong Manhua, and we won't run into each other."

"Well, I'll pick her up." Fu Yunshen stood up, "here in Shanghai, watch carefully."

Mr. Zhong used to be in the imperial capital, but now that he finally came back, he didn't want to go.

When people get old, the fallen leaves return to their roots, and they always return to their homeland.

Instead, I should be glad that Zhong Manhua has a little bit of conscience, and he didn't think about doing anything to Mr. Zhong.

Yun Shan clasped his fists and saluted again, and went down.

**

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ying Zijin packed everything up.

Mr. Zhong came to Wen's house to see her off, a little reluctant to part: "I will come back often in the future. Your home is here too."

Ying Zijin chuckled: "I know, Grandpa."

"Grandpa Zhong." On the side, Fu Yun stood lazily and put one hand in his pocket, "We will be back next year for Chinese New Year."

"Stinky boy." Old man Zhong raised his hand and slapped Fu Yunshen on the shoulder, his eyes were red, "You grandson and grandson really ate me thoroughly."

He returned a carload of snacks and robbed him of a granddaughter.

Really good deal.

Fu Yunshen just smiled and said nothing.

"Now that you are all so good, Old Man Fu can feel at ease in the sky." Mr. Zhong sighed and asked again, "When will you be engaged?"

Fu Yun tilted his head deeply and looked at the girl, his peach blossom eyes curled up.

Ying Zijin reminded him, "Grandpa, I'm only eighteen."

"What's wrong with eighteen?" Old Man Zhong stared, "Several of them decided when they were a few years old. You are eighteen now, and you can get married overseas."

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and murmured, "I forgot, you still have a baby kiss, what a coincidence."

Fu Yun's eyelashes moved deeply, and he was also a little surprised: "Doll kiss?"

"Yeah." Old Man Zhong muttered, "I discussed this matter with your grandfather before you were born, but we forgot to drink it in the end, and I suddenly remembered it again, this memory is really something I should remember. Don't remember."

Speaking of which, it was still when he and Mr. Fu were drinking, and there was nothing to bet on, so he brought the baby to come in person.

Unexpectedly, it finally did.

"Oh, forget it, let's not discuss this." Old Master Zhong waved his hand, "Anyway, you should get engaged as soon as possible, and it must not be later than Zijin's college graduation at the latest, otherwise I will tell you this kid, there are many people waiting for you. To steal people."

He had heard that there were more than a dozen football teams in Qingzhi who liked his granddaughter.

"Well, I know." Fu Yunshen took the girl's hand with a loose expression, "It still depends on whether Yaoyao is happy or not, I can't ask for it."

Ying Zijin didn't speak, but didn't let go.

Mr. Zhong was very happy: "Then give me some strength, then I can be the witness."

The three got into the car, Wen Fengmian sat in front, and Yunshan drove.

Neither of them looked sideways, and their ears would never hear anything that shouldn't be heard.

After being silent for a long time, Fu Yunshen spoke calmly, "I thought—"

Ying Zijin leaned against the car window and yawned: "Why?"

"I thought Grandpa Zhong would beat me up, but I didn't expect him to urge the marriage." Fu Yun thought deeply, "So, what do you think?"

Ying Zijin glanced at him: "I've only been talking for a month, and it's not enough."

"We can talk more." Fu Yun smiled deeply, and suddenly repeated the three words that Mr. Zhong said, "baby dear."

Ying Zijin raised his eyes: "Huh?"

Fu Yunshen opened her hand and put her hand on his own: "It means that you have been mine since you were a child."

**

the next day.

imperial capital.

After Mr. Nie knew that Ying Zijin was going to treat Xiu Yu, he set aside a private hospital.

"You've been injured for five years." Ying Zijin checked Xiu Yu and frowned slightly, "Some muscles are atrophied, and the bones are still broken. Did it hurt at the time?"

She saw that Xiu Yu was injured at the time, but she didn't check it, so she didn't know how serious the injury was.

Xiu Yu said in a low voice, "I gave up on myself at the time, thinking about dying, so I didn't go for medical treatment. I even cut my wrists and took sleeping pills. My mind was about to collapse, and I didn't feel any pain at the time."

The injury to her hand was suffered during a race.

Xiu's family has a racing team and will participate in international events in exchange for deals with big international families.

This is quite different from the Nie family and the Mu family.

However, members of the direct line were not allowed in this racing team, so Xiu Yu just went to play.

Her racing skills are really good, and she outperformed the captain of the racing team, and the whole racing team praised her.

But then, she got into a car accident in the middle of a racing car.

Although he was rescued in the end, there was an irreversible root cause on his hand.

Routine activities are OK, but high-intensity competition is not possible, except for occasional amateur racing and boxing.

Of course, since Xiu Yu and Ling Mianxi knew each other, they could go to the ancient medical world for treatment.

The ancient doctor is the real bones of life and death, and this little injury is not a problem.

Only she didn't.

Because in the same month, Xiu Yu's father, Xiu Shaoning, disappeared.

Later, her mother also had terminal cancer and died.

Not long after, Mr. Xiu brought Xiuyan back, made the mother of the Xiu family sit in the seat of the mistress of the Xiu family, and made Xiuyan's younger brother the heir.

Xiu Yu was disheartened, left Xiu's house, and never went back.

She was fifteen years old that year.

Not everyone can bear so much.

"My aunt kept persuading me to go back, saying that the Xiu family was also my father's hard work and could not be left in the hands of outsiders." Xiu Yu looked at his hand, "I felt that I was useless at the time, and I didn't know the truth and hated my father for a while. I have been staying in Shanghai all the time."

"Why is it useless." Ying Zijin lightly picked up a gold needle, "You can race cars, boxing, and you have helped many people. You are better than you thought."

Before Xiu Yu could be moved, he pierced her acupuncture point with one needle.

"Daddy Ying, it hurts." Xiu Yu hissed and almost burst into tears, "Take it easy, let's take it easy, I'm a patient, please take care of me."

"It's very light." Ying Zijin lowered his head, continued to puncture the needle, and raised his eyebrows, "You ask him, when I treated him, he should have woken up from pain."

Xiu Yu raised his head faintly and looked at the happy dog ​​who was sitting in the corner playing games. He was in a good mood in an instant: "Then I'm balanced."

Jiang Ran: "..."

Why is it always him who gets hurt?

An hour later, Ying Zijin pulled out the needle and gave Xiu Yu a few more pills.

"It's really fast." Xiu Yu shook his hand, "It seems to be healed."

"Well, it's still another two days." Ying Zijin nodded, "Just in case."

Xiu Yu nodded.

Jiang Ran put away the game console, and patted his chest plate: "Remember to call me when you return home, my father and I will help you back."

No matter how strong the Xiu family is, can it be compared with the Ling family in the ancient martial arts world?

It's easy to scare the old man Xiu to death.

**

night.

First Hospital.

Under the doctor's treatment, Ying Zhenting finally woke up.

He has been in the hospital for almost a month, and his health has not improved, but has deteriorated even more.

"Dad, you'd better stabilize your emotions." Ying Tianlu told Ying Zhenting while wiping his body, "You are sick, and your mood is very important."

Ying Zhenting's face was sallow, and his voice was difficult and hoarse: "Have you all done the matching?"

"Yes, I have done it all, including all the people who are affiliated with the Ying family, none of them are suitable." Ying Tianlu said lightly, "Mine is also not suitable."

Hearing this, Ying Zhenting was also desperate.

He was in his prime, and he also had grand ambitions in his heart. He also wanted to lead the Ying family into the circle of the imperial capital.

But he is so sick, how can he fulfill his wish?

The more Ying Zhenting thought about it, the more angry he became.

He has always paid attention to his diet, and his sleeping habits are also very good. Why did his metabolism suddenly go wrong?

Ying Zhenting was puzzled and wanted to struggle: "Is there no liver source here in the hospital?"

Without a suitable liver source, he could only wait to die.

Ying Tianlu shook his head: "No, there is a huge difference between the number of people waiting for liver source and the number of people donating liver source."

"Did your sister do it too?" At this moment, Ying Zhenting suddenly thought of something, and sat up on the bed, "Let her do it."

"Dad, are you crazy too?" Ying Tianlu laughed angrily, "Zijin's blood type is so special that it is impossible to match. This is common sense, you still want her to come?"

"I'm not talking about her." Ying Zhenting gritted his teeth, "I'm talking about Xiaoxuan, let Xiaoxuan do the matching."

Ying Tianlu's movements paused, then slowly raised his head, his eyes suddenly changed: "Dad, who are you talking about?"

See you at five.