Chapter 507 Headache from Knowing So Many of the Big Shot's Identity [2 Updates]
Upon hearing this, the servants who had followed hesitated for a moment and remained standing still.
After all, the little girl's body was affected by the drugs, and she turned into the child she is now.
But she was, after all, the fifth young lady of the family. How could these servants dare to disobey her?
If the Fifth Miss recovers her health someday, will they still be alive?
"What, she's the mistress, but I'm not?" The woman noticed the hesitation among the servants. "You don't want to offend her, but you want to offend me?"
This sentence reassured the servants.
They made their decision, stepped forward, and grabbed the little girl: "Fifth Miss, please forgive us."
Given the little girl's current physical condition, which severely limited her abilities, she was naturally no match for the strong and powerful servants.
She knew she couldn't escape, so she didn't struggle; she just stared at the woman with a cold, fierce look in her eyes.
The woman's heart skipped a beat at the look, but she remained outwardly calm, feigning fierceness: "Fifth Miss, we're just sending you to live in the tower for a while. Once you stop thinking about these false things, you'll naturally be able to come out."
The two servants quickly took the little girl away.
The woman frowned, her expression showing a hint of disgust for the first time: "Looking for a stillborn baby every day, it's not just a physical problem, it's a problem with your brain too."
A maid tentatively asked, "Should we find a few hypnotists to examine Miss Wu? To cure her delusions."
"She's just a child now, she can't do anything right, she's always running around and jumping around. Why should the family give her resources to waste?" The woman said indifferently, "No need, she'll behave herself after being locked up for a while."
She adjusted her shawl, raised her hand, and tapped a few times on her digital watch.
A large, transparent blue screen was quickly projected into the air.
The projection on the screen is of a young man in a uniform.
"I just want to ask about something," the woman said. "Last time, when Miss Fifth went outside, oh yes, that place called O Continent, did she really find someone?"
The young man was surprised for a moment, then checked and quickly replied, "No."
The woman was relieved and ended the contact.
really.
She said it a long time ago.
The First Madam's daughter was dead.
Dead people are useless and can't fight for anything.
**
On the O continent.
A thrilling car rally came to a close, and the Manson family readily allocated a considerable amount of resources to the Xiu family, as well as several A-level mercenary groups.
However, since mercenary groups cannot set foot in China, they can only be stationed in O continent, responsible for the transportation of all goods.
With the Manson family as a safeguard, few people in O Continent dare to make any moves.
“Miss Xiu.” Surprisingly, the head of the Manson family spoke fluent Chinese. “Thank you for bringing us a wonderful racing performance.”
“It’s not just me.” Xiu Yu shook hands with him. “It’s also thanks to the navigator.”
She had been racing for five or six years and knew how much Ying Zijing had helped her in this competition.
"Yes, yes, the navigator is truly amazing." The head of the Manson family had only just seen the girl's true face and was inevitably amazed. "Miss Ying, if you want to enter the world of racing, just tell me."
Ying Zijing held a glass of juice and carefully counted the fruit pieces inside: "No need, it's too much trouble."
She was only helping Xiu Yu and had no intention of entering the racing world.
And most importantly, she basically doesn't drive herself.
One word: exhausting.
Anyway, she has a free driver.
“My friend doesn’t like to show his face,” Xiu Yu said. “Head of the Manson family, please don’t let this get out.”
The head of the Manson family nodded: "I understand, it's just a pity that the racing world has lost a genius."
Hearing this, Xiu Yu patted him on the shoulder affectionately: "No need to feel sorry, we don't need you."
The head of the Manson family: "???"
The next period of time was for the Manson family and the Xiu family to discuss business matters.
Ying Zijing didn't stay any longer and returned to her newly booked hotel.
A long-dormant WeChat group suddenly had a multi-person call pop up.
It's the "One" team.
This group includes Nie Yi and the captains of the Yi Zi team, including the elite team.
"Miss Ying, it's me, it's me. We have a martial arts competition coming up soon, could you come and give us some pointers?"
"Miss Ying, please carry me."
"Yes, yes, Miss Ying, please take me under your wing! I want to become your apprentice!"
The captains of both elite teams were very excited, and the team members were also eager to participate.
It was clearly on speakerphone over there, and there was quite a bit of noise.
Before Ying Zijing could speak, her phone was snatched from her hand.
Then a hand was forcibly shoved in.
"..."
Ying Zijing slapped Fu Yunshen's hand away, picked up the popcorn, and sat on the sofa to watch the movie.
Fu Yunshen sat down next to the girl, raised his hand to pat her head, and slowly said, "Nie Yi, can you control your subordinates and stop bothering my girlfriend?"
"..."
There was a pause for about ten seconds.
Suddenly, screams erupted in waves.
Holy crap!
"Mom, I'm deaf!"
"What happened? I wanted to keep my crush on Miss Ying a little longer. My young heart is shattered to pieces."
Fu Yunshen paused slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips: "Nie Yi, I didn't realize you had so many subordinates trying to poach my men, huh?"
Nie Yi, who was also pulled into the voice call: "..."
He didn't know either.
"I have a few men here who haven't been able to find partners," Fu Yunshen said thoughtfully, chuckling slightly. "Would you like me to introduce them to your girlfriend?"
Nie Yi again: "..."
He knew who Fu Yunshen was referring to as his subordinate.
It's either from the Judicial Hall or the IBI.
Especially on the IBI side, those high-ranking officials are indeed young and capable.
For example, the air fleet commander Anthony was a bit childish and immature, but his appearance was quite good.
With virtually no one knowing Fu Yunshen's true nature, Anthony has been repeatedly nominated by the NOK forum as the gigolo that female tycoons most want to keep.
This is an affirmation of Anthony's abilities.
Ling Mianxi had told him that her primary criteria for being attracted to him were his looks and physique.
For the first time, Nie Yi felt a headache coming on because she knew so many of Fu Yunshen's identities.
He would rather he knew nothing.
For the first time, Nie Yi felt that Nie Chao was truly happy.
Ignorance is bliss.
“I will educate them.” Nie Yi pinched the bridge of his nose, and without hanging up the phone, said directly, “Each team picks one person to train in the Seventh Special Zone.”
"..."
The two elite teams immediately stopped jumping.
Everyone knows that the Seventh Special Zone is a place only a psychopath can stay in.
Moreover, the way they picked the right people to do it is just asking for trouble among them.
“One hour. I need the candidates.” Nie Yi repeated once more. “If you can’t choose, get out of here.”
The voice call was aborted before it even started.
Ying Zijing's ears twitched, showing great interest: "What would happen if no one was chosen?"
Fu Yunshen put down his phone and affectionately touched the girl's forehead.
His voice was slightly hoarse, low and seductive, with a hint of arrogance: "It's none of our business."
"Seriously," Ying Zijing said, shoving the man's devastatingly handsome face away with a finger, yawning, "I'm quite interested."
I used to be used to fighting and killing, and I was looking forward to the day when things would settle down.
In today's society governed by the rule of law, she abides by the law and has fewer opportunities to take action, but instead, she feels itchy to do so.
I feel a little uncomfortable if I don't beat someone up for a day.
"Yes, by the way, Yao Yao." Fu Yunshen nodded, "Baby Face wants you to persuade his sister not to go to the Manson Family alone."
“The Manson Family?” Ying Zijing’s gaze paused slightly. “I understand. I’ll tell her.”
"Little one, there's something I'm quite curious about." Fu Yunshen pinched her cheek again. "Why do so many people listen to you? What's your magic?"
Ling Mianxi is, Jiang Ran is.
These two are notorious troublemakers in the Ling family.
"Hmm, probably—" Ying Zijing slowly closed her eyes, "Beauty is justice, right?"
Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow.
"Or, for some people, if they don't obey, beat them until they obey."
"..."
**
The capital city.
The Ji family.
Ji Yihang has been in a much better mood lately.
On the one hand, the Ji family's main branch had undergone a change of dynasty, and Ji Yiyuan had become much more well-behaved, avoiding them whenever he saw them.
Wen Fengmian and his newly undertaken experimental projects were also successful, earning him a considerable number of merit points.
On the other hand, after successfully obtaining the medicine from the ancient martial arts world auction with Ying Zijing's help, Ji Yihang, following instructions, divided it into five pieces and fed them to Madam Ji's father in turn.
Ancient medicines are designed for martial arts practitioners. This medicine, while not specifically for martial arts practitioners, is still potent and cannot be consumed all at once by an ordinary person.
Today is the last time.
After the first four doses, the elderly person's condition improved significantly, and the illness did not recur.
"Dad, this is the last time." Ji Yihang helped the old man up. "You'll be cured after you finish this."
Madam Ji was carrying a bowl of water.
"You've worked so hard, Yihang." The old man swallowed the last pill.
Mrs. Ji asked anxiously, "Dad, how are you?"
"I feel—" The old man clutched his chest, short of breath and feeling tightness in his chest. For a moment, he couldn't breathe properly, and his face turned slightly purple.
Ji Yihang's expression changed, and he quickly helped the old man up: "Dad!"
The door was then kicked open.
A sarcastic voice rang out.
"You, Ji Yihang, how dare you plot against an old meritorious member of the Ji family!"
This time, Ji Yihang must die.
Goodnight, my darlings~
(End of this chapter)
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