Chapter 17: How should I thank my brother?
Sunlight flickered and fell on his handsome face, which was both enchanting and otherworldly.
Just like the shining morning star.
Ying Zijin was taken aback for a rare moment.
After a moment, her gaze sharpened, and she frowned slightly. How could she have thought of that metaphor?
That shouldn't be the case.
"Seventh...Seventh Young Master..." Lu Zhi's body stiffened, and she forced a smile, "Why...why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
Fu Yunshen ignored him, lazily straightening up and smiling, "What a coincidence."
Ying Zijin snapped out of her daze and looked up.
The man's body was slightly tilted, and a faint fragrance of jade and sandalwood wafted out.
Those peach blossom eyes were deep and affectionate, and always gentle.
When he looks at someone intently, he sees only her.
It was as if many years ago, he had looked at her in the same way, with a tenderness that would last until death.
"Thank you..." she began, but he interrupted her, "I don't want to hear those two words again."
Fu Yunshen's peach blossom eyes: "We've known each other for so long, why are you still being so polite?"
Ying Zijing paused for a moment: "..."
In 24-hour terms, it's less than a day.
Lu Zhi's face turned even paler.
What happened?
When did Ying's adopted daughter get involved with the seventh young master of the Fu family?
Not to mention the Lu family, even the Ying family has to show some respect to the Fu family.
Lu Zhi bit her lip, and then remembered what the man had said earlier, which made her even more panicked.
Just then, Fu Yunshen finally glanced at her, his tone casual: "Five hundred thousand, is the Lu family short of money?"
Lu Zhi was taken aback, unsure how to answer.
Just 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 hadn't intended to answer, but when he saw the number, he was flattered and quickly picked up: "Seventh Young Master, what can I do for you?"
The Lu family recently landed a big order, and the Fu family is the one in charge; they still need to rely on them.
As soon as he answered the phone, the first thing the other end said was, "I heard your Lu family is short of money."
Mr. Lu was stunned and hadn't reacted yet.
Here comes the second sentence.
"I'm worried you'll lose money, so it's better to put that order in the North District on hold for now."
The man spoke casually, his voice still carrying a hint of laughter, showing no emotion, yet exuding immense pressure.
Inside the shop, Lu Zhi also heard it. Her eyes widened suddenly, and she exclaimed, "Seventh Young Master, you can't..."
Fu Yunshen hung up the phone and tilted his head: "Hmm?"
Lu Zhi's hands and feet were ice-cold, and her lips trembled violently.
She never imagined that her simple intention to teach the Ying family's adopted daughter a lesson would cause the Lu family to lose a million-dollar deal.
The Lu family is not a wealthy family, and millions are a significant financial burden for them.
Lu Zhi couldn't say a word; she could only grit her teeth and stare at the girl.
It's all her fault!
If she hadn't insisted on coming here to buy medicine, the Lu family would never have suffered this undeserved disaster.
"Ying Zijin, you've really gone too far." Lu Fang, who was in the back warehouse, couldn't stand it any longer. He came out, his face grim. "This isn't a big deal at all. Why make such a fuss?"
Then, annoyed, he said, "It was just a joke. You didn't lose anything. How about this, I promise to tutor you in math, and that'll be the end of it, okay?"
Lu Fang knew that Fu Yunshen was a playboy who did this only to please women, so the breakthrough point was still this country bumpkin.
I don't know what it was about her that caught Fu Yunshen's eye, that made her worthy of being treated like this.
Ying Zijing looked up and felt that the person looked somewhat familiar: "Who are you?"
Lu Fang, who hadn't expected such an answer, turned pale: "..."
We've been classmates for a whole semester, and I still don't know who he is?
What are you pretending to be?
"Ying Zijin, stop pretending." Lu Fang said sarcastically, "Your grades are at the bottom of the elite class. If you don't improve, you'll be kicked out of the elite class. I don't think you want to lose face, do you?"
Ying Zijing glanced at Lu Fang again, but still couldn't remember who he was. Instead, she remembered some other things.
Qingzhi Middle School has an elite class for each grade, which consists of the top fifty students in the grade. Therefore, the elite class changes after each exam.
"Are you going to agree or not?" Lu Fang asked impatiently. "You'd better think this through. Not just anyone can get me to make amends... What kind of look is that?"
Does he look like an idiot?
Lu Fang was furious.
Ying Zijing raised her hand and tapped on the cashier's counter, saying calmly, "Wrap up the medicinal herbs and send them to the hotel across the street."
"Please, please wait a moment." The cashier hurriedly started checking the receipt, and of course, she couldn't take the money.
She's just a low-level employee; she can't afford to offend anyone.
Lu Zhi stared in disbelief at the golden iris on the black card between the girl's fingers.
That's not...
Lu Fang was furious. He wanted to step forward, but Fu Yunshen was standing to the side.
The man had his head slightly lowered, seemingly lost in thought.
He still exuded that spoiled brat vibe, but it was inexplicably captivating.
Lu Fang couldn't help but shiver.
In less than ten minutes, 300 catties of medicinal herbs were prepared. Lu Zhi could only watch with a livid face as the Lu family employees fussed over the people she disliked and sent them away.
It was extremely glaring.
"Sis, they went too far." Lu Fang slammed his fist on the table, seething with resentment. "I'll teach them a lesson when school starts in a few days."
Lu Zhi was also feeling stifled, and said sarcastically, "Who told them to climb up to a higher branch now? They must be extremely proud of themselves."
She refused to believe that Ying Zijing could hold Fu Yunshen captive for life.
Lu Zhi shook her head, preparing to tattle on Ying Luwei, when her father's call came in first.
"Dad..." She had barely opened her mouth when a roar came from the other end, "What Dad? I don't have a daughter like you! Get back here right now!"
**
The hotel room.
Fu Yunshen glanced at the pile of medicinal herbs on the ground and was about to speak when he saw the girl slowly take out a strange cube from her backpack. It was indeed a pot.
"..."
Ying Zijing rested her chin on one hand and picked at the medicinal herbs with the other, weighing them in her hands for a few moments before tossing them into the pot. She didn't have time to make her own medicine furnace, so she had to use this as a substitute. She modified it a bit so that she could make medicine smoothly.
As she sorted through the medicinal herbs, she nodded, saying, "Those two Weibo posts..."
She is also quite interested in new technologies and things, and she's going to start learning about them.
Upon hearing this, Fu Yunshen lifted his eyelashes, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes: "How are you going to thank me?"
Ying Zijin put the lid on the pot, pressed the power button, and said casually, "I guarantee you won't fall asleep all night."
Fu Yunshen paused, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he was still smiling. His voice was gentle, but it sounded dangerous no matter how you looked at it: "Little friend, it's like this, I have a question for you."
"Um?"
"Where did you learn to say such things—" He leaned down slightly, his gaze level with the girl sitting on the ground, "from?"
Your Excellency: ?
Lord: Why are you all looking at me? It's not me anyway.
(End of this chapter)
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