Chapter 5 Head Pat
The next meal was enjoyed in a pleasant and quiet manner.
"Let's go." After finishing his meal, Fu Yunshen stood up, looking languid. "Little friend, I'll go all the way and take you home."
Nie Chao was about to ask him what to do when a look from him stopped him in his tracks: "..."
Fine, he can go by himself.
Ugh, brothers have no rights when it comes to women.
Nie Chao followed behind, looking very sad.
Ying Zijing thought for a moment: "No need to trouble yourself, I'm already indebted to you."
Aside from the obvious information like her age and name, nothing else about Fu Yunshen can be calculated. Perhaps it's because her abilities haven't fully recovered, or perhaps...
It's best to stay away as much as possible.
"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen took out his car keys and laughed when he heard this. "How did you owe me anything? You reminded Nie Chao that we weren't doing a fair trade, were we?"
He paused, then smiled and said, "Well, if you really feel indebted to me, why don't you tell me some gossip about Shanghai?"
Ying Zijin looked at him and raised an eyebrow: "Gossip?"
She knew the meaning of the Eight Trigrams, which represented interesting stories, rumors, and gossip, and was not the same as the hexagrams.
It seems that there is still a lot of new 21st-century knowledge she needs to learn.
"Didn't we just get back?" Fu Yunshen's hand rested on the car door. "How about satisfying my curiosity?"
He raised his hand and gestured for him to enter.
Ying Zijing's gaze paused.
When she first came to Earth, she stayed in O Continent for three hundred years, during which time she traveled all over O Continent in different identities, so she knew all the etiquette of all the royal families in O Continent.
This gesture originated from the royal family of country Y, but it was abandoned in the first half of the 16th century.
"If you don't get in the car soon, your uncle-in-law will be coming out soon too." Fu Yunshen glanced sideways. "You see, I have no power or influence. What if he arrests us both?"
This sentence prompted the girl to make a decisive choice and sit in the passenger seat.
Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow: "Is Jiang Moyuan that intimidating?"
Ying Zijin said indifferently, "It's just troublesome."
Fu Yunshen was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting such an answer. Then he raised his eyes and chuckled softly.
The lamplight brushed across the man's fine, black hair, then fluttered down, tinting his eyebrows and eyes with a light gold hue.
Her crimson lips and naturally pale skin created a striking color contrast, maintaining her captivating allure.
He rolled up the car window: "I heard that Jiang Moyuan brought you from Qingshui County to Shanghai?"
"Hmm." Ying Zijin recalled for a moment, "They said they would send me to Qingzhi to study."
Qingzhi High School is the top-ranked high school in Shanghai. All students from its elite classes are able to enter top universities in Beijing, and the rate of students admitted to key universities is over 98%. Parents are eager to send their children there.
Ying Zijing looked out the window and narrowed her eyes: "I was in a car accident on the way and ended up in the hospital."
The car accident did not cause any fatal injuries, but it led the Ying family to discover her existence because she has the extremely rare Rhnull blood type, exactly like Ying Luwei.
This blood is also known as golden blood, and it is a true universal blood that can be transfused to people with any other blood type. However, if the recipient is blood-deficient, they can only receive the same Rhnull blood.
There are fewer than one hundred people in the world with the Rhnull blood type, and even the Ying family could not provide enough blood when Ying Luwei was injured.
She was just the right person.
Fu Yunshen's fingers paused slightly: "Because of this, the Ying family adopted you?"
Ying Zijing propped her head up with her hand and answered casually, as if it were none of her business: "Why wouldn't I accept a live blood bank that's been delivered to my door?"
Rnull blood has a very special feature: each person can only have it drawn once, and after that, antibodies will be produced.
If you force a second injection, you will die.
But she won't.
That's why the Ying family has been supporting her all this time.
Fu Yunshen turned his head, his gaze lingered for two seconds, and then suddenly raised his hand and patted her head.
Like a kitten.
Ying Zijing slowly turned her head, her face expressionless, a murderous glint in her eyes: "What are you doing?"
"I told you not to overthink it." Fu Yunshen looked straight ahead. "Fasten your seatbelts, we're about to set off."
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Thirty minutes later, the car stopped in the hillside villa area.
"Remember to get some rest." Fu Yunshen looked at the girl getting off the car. "Drink more longan and red date soup."
Ying Zijing's eyelashes fluttered slightly: "I understand, thank you."
"I'm tired of hearing you thank me so many times a day." The man chuckled, his long forearm resting on the car window. "If you really want to thank me, give me a fortune reading later."
For the first time ever, Ying Zijing rubbed her head and said with a hint of helplessness, "Okay."
Upon hearing this, Fu Yunshen seemed to be deep in thought, as if he had thought of something.
He didn't leave immediately, and lazily added, "Alright, go and rest. It's too dark. I'll watch you leave."
Ying Zijing nodded: "You too."
After saying goodbye, she turned and walked towards the villa complex.
Before we even reached the villa, the door opened, and the old house's butler came out.
His gaze was stern and scrutinizing: "So, the Second Miss has finally decided to come back?"
The girl stood at the bottom of the steps, her long eyelashes frosted with snow, and her hair was covered with snow.
Her wrists were slender and white, with clearly visible veins, and her body was so thin that she seemed as if a gust of wind could knock her over.
The butler frowned as he looked on, but he didn't forget the instructions given to him by the people inside.
He said, "Madam said that since the Second Miss is so rebellious and left the hospital so willfully, then please don't go home tonight either."
"You may enter the house only when the Second Miss admits her mistake."
"Second Miss, please."
It was full of sarcasm.
The butler's expression was full of displeasure and even a hint of annoyance.
This second young lady only knows how to cause trouble all day long; she deserves to suffer more.
He wanted to see how long she could hold out in such heavy snow.
Ying Zijing looked up and finally spoke: "Move aside."
This reaction was unexpected by the butler, who was taken aback.
He knew what kind of person this second young lady was—meek and submissive, never daring to utter a single word of rebuttal. How could she dare to talk back today?
The butler looked displeased: "Second Miss, stop being so willful. Just sweet-talk the madam, say some nice things, and apologize, and everything will be fine."
Ying: The Ying in Ying Zheng is not the same as the Ying in winning or losing (I have deep concerns about your Chinese language skills).
Yun: pronounced the same as Yun, meaning sunlight.
(End of this chapter)
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