The girl was wearing a baseball cap, a white short-sleeved shirt and dark blue jeans.

Her legs were long and straight, and her skin was as white as jade, almost transparent.

It is the most ordinary outfit on the street, but she still has the charm that makes people notice her at first glance.

The girl was not wearing sunglasses or a mask, and was coming towards her, so Mu Chenzhou could naturally see her clearly.

It was a face that was stunning to the extreme.

Mu Chenzhou frowned.

How come Ying Zijin also came to the imperial capital as soon as he returned?

The Ying family doesn’t have any relatives in the imperial capital, so what is Ying Zijin here for?

Madam Mu noticed his expression change, turned her head, and followed his gaze: "What's wrong?"

She also saw the girl, but Mrs. Mu had long forgotten who Ying Zijin was.

She never remembers unimportant people.

"I saw someone I know." Mu Chenzhou said, "Mom, I'll go say hello."

After saying that, he walked forward, his attitude was very polite, courteous but distant: "Miss Ying, we meet again, what brings you to the capital?"

However, the girl did not answer.

She didn't even look at him, as if she didn't know him at all.

It was as if she didn't hear what he said and she just walked past him.

Mu Chenzhou's hand froze in mid-air, neither able to retract it nor to raise it, and his expression was awkward for a moment.

"Who is this?" Madam Mu's face darkened. "You greeted her, why did she ignore you?"

Even the daughters of the Nie and Xiu families didn't treat Mu Chenzhou like that.

"Ying Zijin." Mu Chenzhou sighed, a little helpless, "She must still be angry about what happened at the auction that day."

He was really reminding her.

If he hadn't spoken out in advance, the Meng family's methods would have been even more brutal.

How did Ying Zijin respond?

Unfortunately, she thought that with Fu Yunshen around, she had enough confidence.

Madam Mu thought for a few seconds before she realized, "It turned out to be her."

After a pause, she said calmly, "There are many good-looking people. The most important thing for you now is to pass the assessment. When you become the true heir of the Mu family, even some foreign families will extend marriage invitations. There is no need to waste attention on an adopted daughter."

But Ying Zijin's face is indeed attractive to men.

Not to mention men, women will also be moved when they see it

Mrs. Mu also had to remind Mu Chenzhou, fearing that he would fall into it.

As for what Ying Zijin came to the imperial capital for, it had nothing to do with them.

"She won't be in charge of your assessment." Madam Mu added, "We still have to go to the Meng family later."

——

Fu family.

After Mr. Fu finished his dinner, he went out.

After he got better, he would often go out for a walk.

However, he still likes to play chess with Mr. Zhong the most.

Even though Mr. Zhong liked to gamble him away, he still enjoyed it.

There are not many of their generation left.

When Grandpa Ying and Grandpa Jiang were still alive, they could still get together to play mahjong.

Now, all we can do is play chess.

After Zhong Zhiwan went abroad, the Zhong family became a lot more empty, so Mr. Fu decided to stay here for a few days.

Mr. Zhong had already set up the chessboard. Seeing him coming, he waved, "Come, sit down, and watch me kill you without leaving a single piece of armor."

Mr. Fu put his hands behind his back and sat down slowly: "It's still uncertain who will kill whom."

The two were playing Go.

Mr. Fu chose the black piece. After he picked up the first piece, he did not make a move for a long time.

After a while, he said, "Old Zhong, it's been a few months. I really can't believe that I can still play chess with you here in such good health."

In fact, Mr. Fu has always known that what he had was not a disease but a poison.

This poison will not kill him immediately, but it will erode his body every day and shorten his lifespan.

Even he himself did not expect that he could last for twenty years.

Mr. Fu was silent for a moment, then smiled again: "I don't know how long I can live."

"Get lost." Mr. Zhong didn't want to hear that. "Don't say such depressing words at this time of night. You are only 85 years old. You can still live for at least 20 years."

"I'm serious." Mr. Fu said while playing chess, "You are in good health and will definitely live longer than me. When I'm gone, please help me take care of Yunshen."

"Who cares about your brat?" Mr. Zhong snorted, and when he was about to say something, his cell phone rang.

When he saw it, he was happy.

"Hey, Zijin called me on video. Old Fu, come over and take a look too."

When he heard the name, Mr. Fu's ears pricked up.

He pretended to be invited and sat down next to Mr. Zhong.

The girl said in a cold voice: "Grandpa."

She paused: "Is Grandpa Fu here too?"

Mr. Fu sat up straight at once: "Oh, yes, Zijin, I came to play chess with your grandfather."

"Go away, I'm just showing you." Mr. Zhong took the phone away in dissatisfaction, "Zijin, how is the capital city?"

He asked a lot of questions, and Ying Zijin answered them all.

"My granddaughter is amazing, isn't she?" Grandpa Zhong boasted during a video chat, "She went to participate in an international competition called ISC. There are only six vacancies in the whole of China."

Mr. Fu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Mr. Zhong, your granddaughter is amazing."

What he was thinking was: Nonsense, how could the granddaughter-in-law I like not be amazing?

Of course, Mr. Fu still didn't say this.

Mr. Zhong didn't know what Mr. Fu was thinking, and was very happy to be praised: "My IQ is not high, but my granddaughter is. Old man Fu, are you jealous?"

Mr. Fu nodded again: "Jealous, jealous."

What he was thinking in his heart was: He was not jealous at all, because she would be his granddaughter-in-law sooner or later anyway.

"But your brat can't do that." Mr. Zhong said proudly, "Look, he can't participate in any competition."

Mr. Fu nodded again: "Yes, yes, yes."

What he was thinking in his heart was still: So what? As long as I can bring his granddaughter-in-law back, that's good enough.

When Mr. Zhong was about to attack Mr. Fu, a deep voice rang out from the phone, saying with a smile, "Grandpa Zhong, it's not gentlemanly to speak ill of others."

After his sight returned to the screen, Mr. Zhong almost had another myocardial infarction. He covered his chest and said, "Why are you here too?!"

What does it mean to haunt someone?

That's it!

Fu Yunshen said lazily: "Bodyguard."

Mr. Zhong: “…”

He hung up the phone decisively and put the phone on the table.

Mr. Fu grinned and tried hard to hold back his laughter.

Then he made an excuse to go to the bathroom, took out his cell phone, liked each of Fu Yunshen’s posts on WeChat Moments, and left a message.

[Xiaoqi, well done!] 】

——

Here in the imperial capital.

Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow and took back his phone: "I told you, he is very resentful of you."

"I can explain." Fu Yunshen moved his hands on the steering wheel, "I really didn't mean to take his place."

Ying Zijin yawned: "You asked me to drink wolfberry and red date tea this morning, old man's behavior."

Fu Yunshen also raised his eyebrows: "I was still a child a few days ago, and now I'm an old man?"

"Psychologically, you are a child, and in life, you are an old person."

“…”

This sounds irrefutable.

"This is a training camp." Fu Yunshen stopped the car. "I won't go in. If you have any questions, call me."

After a pause, he asked again: "What day did you make an appointment with the patient?"

"This weekend." Ying Zijin unbuckled his seat belt, "We'll see what happens then."

She got off the bus without a suitcase, just a backpack.

You can buy daily necessities and clothes here.

After Ying Zijin gave Fu Yunshen a bottle of medicine, he walked into the training camp.

This time, not only the six candidates who directly qualified for the international competition were invited to the training, but six other outstanding students were also invited.

Qingzhi Middle School originally wanted to give another training camp spot to Ying Yuexuan, but Ying Yuexuan refused, so the spot fell to the top student in the second-year gifted class.

Twelve people will be divided into four groups.

Each team of three people will be led by a professor, and there will be a series of competitions.

This training was not long, only one month.

Because the Imperial Capital University Affiliated Middle School and Qingzhi Middle School were the strongest, Ying Zijin and two other students were assigned to a group.

The other two students had both seen Ying Zijin's grades.

Although this is just training, it is also a matter of honor.

They are unwilling to be on the same team with someone whose performance is extremely unstable.

As soon as the two students arrived at the training camp, they went to the apartment where the professors lived.

Zuo Li is one of the four professors sent by the Imperial Capital University this time, and he is on duty tonight.

One of the students hesitated for a moment, but still spoke up: "Professor Zuo, can you switch us to another group? Or replace Ying Zijin?"

Hearing this, Zuo Li put down his pen and looked at the two of them.