Chapter 61 He and she were too close
Upon hearing this, both Mr. and Mrs. Ying were dumbfounded.
Madam Ying was even more incredulous, her face flushing even more: "Officers, what do you mean by this?"
A blatant slap in the face to her?
The bureau chief nodded, not angry at all: "Just as you put it."
Madam Ying was furious, and she emphasized again, "I am her grandmother!"
The bureau chief remained polite, even when he uttered some vulgar words: "Even if you're the King of Heaven, it won't make a difference."
Madam Ying was so angry that her face was contorted, but she was also embarrassed and awkward.
Her face turned pale and then red, and she almost lost her breath.
In Shanghai, she has always been respected. When has she ever been ridiculed like this?
"Let them out." The bureau chief waved his hand, not wanting to say any more.
Old Madam Ying could no longer rely on her age and was thus kicked out.
She stood at the entrance of the police station, wishing she could disappear into the ground.
Having lost all face, Old Madam Ying had no time to care about Ying Feifei's affairs and got into her car and left.
"Husband, what should we do?" Madam Ying was extremely panicked. "Even the Ying family's intervention is useless. Doesn't that mean Fei Fei is doomed to go to jail?"
Mr. Ying's face darkened, and upon hearing this, he slapped Mrs. Ying across the face: "Fool, do you know who that bureau chief is?"
Mrs. Ying was stunned by the blow, covering her face, unable to come to her senses.
"He was transferred from the capital; he's not usually in Shanghai," Mr. Ying said through gritted teeth. "Even he came in person; do you know how serious this is?!"
If he had known it would turn out this way, he wouldn't have gone to the Ying family to plead for mercy.
Madam Ying was shocked: "But...but she's just an adopted daughter, how could she..."
"It's all your fault for spoiling her!" Mr. Ying didn't want to listen to her at all, and sneered, "Just hope that this matter won't affect the Ying family."
Madam Ying stood frozen in place, feeling a chill run through her body despite it being broad daylight.
She finally realized that she seemed to have messed with someone she shouldn't have.
**
Inside the police station.
The policewoman returned, which seemed odd. She asked, "Chief, didn't they know that two families in the capital were involved in this matter?"
Otherwise, where would you get the courage to withdraw the lawsuit on behalf of that young girl?
They'd probably be scared to death.
"Without the intervention of the capital, they wouldn't have been able to settle this privately." The bureau chief took a sip of water and put down his cup. "They have the nerve to say it's nothing, cyberbullying a young girl."
The policewoman agreed, then asked, "Chief, should we find a psychologist to counsel the girl? I'm worried she might have some psychological trauma."
She's an adult, and she couldn't accept those comments on Weibo.
Let alone a little girl?
“Someone has made contact.” The director nodded. “Go and organize the statement, then send it to Xifeng Law Firm.”
The policewoman went to work.
The bureau chief thought for a moment, took out his phone, and dialed a number: "Miss Ying, hello. The old lady of the Ying family just came by and was just letting you know."
Inside the pet shop, Ying Zijing raised an eyebrow slightly, showing no surprise: "Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome, it's my pleasure," the director said. "A psychologist from the capital will be coming to Shanghai in a few days, and you can meet him."
It's not only people with mental illnesses who need psychologists; psychologists can also help students relieve academic stress.
"Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Ying Zijing's gaze returned to the pet pig in front of her.
They're only the size of a palm, plump and chubby, even the tiny pig trotters are a light pink.
It has a soft, upturned nose and two obsidian-like eyes that blink back and forth.
He even rubbed his ear against her palm.
The shop assistant next to her enthusiastically introduced the breed: "Miss, this is a teacup pig, the best-selling pet in the store. It is a crossbreed of Tamworth pigs and Gloucestershire spotted pigs, and it is very popular among nobles in O continent."
Ying Zijin nodded: "Let's go with this one."
Studies have shown that among more than 100,000 species of animals worldwide, pigs rank tenth in intelligence, with the level of a 3-4 year old infant. They are not only intelligent but also very docile.
So she actually quite likes pigs.
Fu Yunshen was playing with a guinea pig next to her, and looked up when he heard this.
They were very close; he could see her gently drooping eyelashes.
He only needed to get an inch closer to touch her forearm.
At this moment, she gave him a very vibrant feeling, no longer as indifferent as she usually was.
It evokes images of morning light, afternoon breeze, and night moon.
It was as if white foam was rising from her alabaster skin, all of it landing softly in his hands.
Fu Yunshen lowered his eyelashes and took a step back to maintain a proper distance.
Neither too distant nor too intimate.
Very gentlemanly.
A teacup pig isn't cheap, so the fact that it sold so quickly made the shop assistant even more enthusiastic: "Miss, you can give it a name, and I'll go and process the paperwork for you."
Ying Zijing tugged at the little ears of the teacup pig, thinking quite seriously: "Let's name it Mu Mu."
"The 'Mu' in 'to admire'?" Fu Yunshen slowly raised his eyelashes. "Little friend, puppy love is not good."
He also worries like an old father.
“No, this is my good friend’s name.” Ying Zijin examined the teacup pig thoughtfully. “I think it has some qualities that are quite similar to hers. Seeing the pig can remind me of her.”
"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen asked with interest, "In what aspect?"
Ying Zijing patted the teacup pig's head: "So silly and cute, and so gluttonous."
Fu Yunshen: "..."
Yes, they are best friends.
However, in the end, Ying Zijin chose another name.
Call her Dudu.
Dudu is only two months old and can't walk steadily yet; she wobbles from side to side.
Ying Zijin picked up Dudu and placed her in her arms.
Fu Yunshen lagged behind her by a step, glancing at his own old-fashioned brick phone.
The above is a message that was just sent; it's unsigned and the number is invalid.
"Brother, why don't you just wipe out the Jiang Group? Why stop? It's such a waste of money. You have no idea how much it hurts me to lose even a penny of that."
Fu Yunshen didn't reply and put his phone back down.
Old Master Jiang once saved him; he couldn't possibly destroy the Jiang Group.
but--
Fu Yunshen raised his peach blossom eyes slightly.
Removing Jiang Moyuan from his position as CEO would be a good idea.
**
The Jiang Group's stock fluctuated for five days, resulting in losses of up to one billion yuan in just that short period.
Just when the entire leadership was about to despair, the stock price suddenly returned to normal.
The Jiang Group had no idea who the other party was from beginning to end.
However, the other party was able to manipulate the Jiang Group's stock at will, which made every shareholder feel unprecedented panic.
Fortunately, the Jiang Group had a solid foundation; otherwise, a smaller family would have gone bankrupt.
However, even so, Jiang Moyuan's prestige was greatly impacted.
Many shareholders questioned whether he was still capable of continuing as CEO.
Jiang Moyuan was extremely irritable. He threw several documents on the table, wanting to rest, but his head was throbbing so badly that he couldn't even close his eyes.
My mood worsened, especially after learning about what happened on Weibo these past few days.
He lit a cigarette, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked down, and slowly exhaled.
His gaze wandered aimlessly, and a few seconds later, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure.
Jiang Moyuan paused, then frowned.
How could it be...?
He was a little unsure, so he looked over again.
Jun Muqian: What a terrible friend! :)
Ying Zijin: Same here.
(End of this chapter)
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