True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

She doesn't laugh very much, she always has that cold and clear look.

After such a smile, it was as if the east wind was blowing and the clear water was rippling.

The girls on the side couldn't help but stare blankly.

Not to mention that Zhong Zhiwan and Ying Yuexuan were both regarded as goddesses by Qingzhi's students, but compared with the girl in front of them, they were far worse.

But this smile reflected in the boy's eyes, it was a reminder.

Ying Zijin's casual and understated words sounded incredible.

But he somehow believed that if he really dared to hide it, she would really dare to do it!

In an instant, the panic that the boy had suppressed was gushing out like a stream of water in an instant, and suddenly collapsed: "I said! I said it all!"

He was so anxious that tears came out: "I didn't mean it, I just helped them ask your brother out. As for what will happen next, I really don't know."

"When I left, they were still in the KTV box of the king clubhouse, 607! This is the room number, please, let me go, I really don't know anything."

"boom!"

Ying Zijin's hand loosened.

The boy fell to the ground, he was gasping for breath, and his expression was still terrified.

He couldn't understand why Ying Zijin would go to him directly.

He still asked another student to bring words to Wen Tinglan, and he had never been to their house.

Ying Zijin took out the paper and wiped his hands, his voice was light: "You better be lucky, he will be fine."

"No, it's impossible." The boy finally breathed a sigh of relief, and became frightened again, "Isn't it just drinking, drinking and singing? Can something happen?"

But what he said himself was not enough.

Ying Zijin didn't look at him anymore, she turned around.

The students next to her subconsciously made way for her.

It was also at this time that Ying Yuexuan brought her teacher back.

Mr. Xu is not here today, and Mr. Deng is on duty.

Since Ying Zijin was transferred to Class 19, Teacher Deng also asked her to translate some English documents several times, and they were still familiar with each other.

Seeing her expression now, Teacher Deng was taken aback: "Zijin, who are you?"

"It's a long story." Ying Zijin nodded, "Mr. Deng, I'll go find my brother first, and come back when I find me."

Teacher Deng knew that her younger brother was Wen Tinglan, who the Imperial College had to protect, so she urged her, "Go quickly."

"Hey, wait!" Ying Yuexuan said hurriedly, "Sister, wait a minute, I have something to tell you, you—"

The girl suddenly turned her head.

A pair of phoenix eyes dimly dimmed, as cold as snow.

"I'm not looking for you, so don't bother me." Her eyes were light, "You know some things well."

"Don't worry, I won't ask for anything you ask for."

Before Ying Yuexuan could say the rest, Ying Zijin had already left the classroom door.

"Let's continue to write the papers." Teacher Deng pushed his glasses and said nothing, "Study committee member, and you, come out."

The student is back in place.

The boy stood up tremblingly and followed the study committee out.

The girl at the same table pulled Ying Yuexuan's sleeve and whispered, "Yuexuan, what did she mean? Why didn't I understand?"

"It's nothing." Ying Yuexuan put away her doubts and said slowly, "There may be some misunderstanding."

**

fifteen minutes later.

King Clubhouse.

As soon as Ying Zijin arrived at the biggest club in Shanghai, someone called her, "Miss Ying!"

She turned her head and saw four young men in civilian clothes waiting outside.

These are the four members of the One Word team.

No matter how good the bodyguards are, they can't be compared with the players of the One-word team.

Nie Yi moved a team to her, with a team of twelve people.

Six people are responsible for protecting Wen Tinglan and Wen Fengmian, and the other six are responsible for other things.

Because it's not official business, they don't wear uniforms.

"Miss Ying, Master Tinglan is above, and there are two other brothers outside the door." One of the young people said, "We're watching, don't worry, no one will move."

Ying Zijin's eyes closed slightly, and after two seconds, slowly opened: "No, he's gone."

The four players were stunned.

Before they could react, the girl had already entered.

They didn't have time to ask, and quickly followed.

The elevator went straight to the sixth floor, and the group came all the way to the 607 box and joined the other two members of the one-line team.

"Miss Ying." The two young men were half-squatting by the wall. After seeing the girl, they quickly stood up, "The party inside isn't over yet."

"Wait a minute." Ying Zijin pressed his hand on the door and was about to go in.

Seeing that the situation was not right, several waiters next to them immediately stopped them: "Miss, this is a privately-made box, and you have no right to enter."

Another warning: "If you forcibly enter, we will call the police."

Ying Zijin didn't move, his hand was on the doorknob.

With a "click" sound, the electronic lock was directly broken by the internal force.

She lifted her foot and kicked the door open.

In the box, several young masters hugged their female companions and were roaring while drinking.

They were very unhappy when they were interrupted at once.

But after looking up, the eyes of several young masters were straight.

"Yo." One of the young masters stood up, walked over shaking his body, raised his hand, and was about to touch the girl's face, "When will the King Clubhouse still be so good... ah-!"

With a scream like a pig, the hand he stretched out was directly broken.

The young man who followed behind took out a certificate, and his voice was cold: "Get out of the way, the one-character team will do things."

Several young masters woke up in an instant, and they all broke out in a cold sweat.

They were also born in a small and medium-sized family in Shanghai City, which is far worse than the four giants. Of course, it is impossible to hear the One-word team.

But they also knew at least one stamp on this document.

Directly under the imperial capital!

Before the young masters could react from the shock, they saw the girl come forward, as if she knew something, and directly pressed a raised spot on the sofa.

With a "squeak", the wall behind moved away, and a passage appeared.

The six members of the One Word Team were all shocked, and finally realized that something really happened.

Ying Zijin ignored the shock of the younger brothers and asked, "Who is that girl who came out from here?"

"Yes... it's the young lady of the Fang family, Fang Ruotong." One of the young masters rolled his throat and said with difficulty, "I, we are only instructed, and I don't know about the rest."

The question is, how did the girl know? !

"It's been four hours." Ying Zijin said lightly, "You came at one o'clock at noon. It seems that they left as soon as Xiaolan came in."

She bent down slightly and pointed to the passage: "I won't go from here, nor will I go to the back door."

The members of the six one-character team understood at once.

They stuck to the front door, back door and box door of the King Clubhouse, but when the other party started, they completely avoided these three places.

In an ordinary club, would there still be such an organ?

This is simply not allowed.

"Sorry, Miss Ying." The six team members were ashamed, "We are willing to accept the penalty, and we will report this matter to the headquarters immediately."

"I don't blame you. It's not long since you came to Shanghai City. I don't know there is such a mystery here." Ying Zijin turned around, "Start a helicopter and go to Ningchuan immediately."

**

Ningchuan.

Fang family.

Ningchuan is a city between Shanghai City and the Imperial Capital. Although it is not an international metropolis, it is also a first-tier city.

The Fang family was the first family in Ning Chuan.

In terms of comprehensive strength, it is no worse than the Zhong family and the Ying family.

"Ms. Yuan, my wife and I both want to thank you." Fang Zhicheng poured a cup of tea, "If it wasn't for your help, we wouldn't be able to bring people here so quickly."

Mrs. Zhong, surnamed Yuan.

"Patriarch Fang, you are too polite." Madam Zhong took a sip of tea and smiled slightly, "It is my honor to be able to help you."

Hearing this, Fang Zhicheng also laughed: "I heard that Ms. Yuan has left the Zhong's house. If you want me to tell me, the Zhong's family is really lacking in vision. Why don't Ms. Yuan live in the Fang's house in the future?"

Ruthless and decisive.

Their Fang family needs such people.

"It's not necessary anymore." Mrs. Zhong didn't take the olive branch and said reservedly, "Let's start talking, I'll help you make an appointment, and you help me deal with the Zhong family."

She really didn't expect that Zhong Haiyan could be so heartless, disregarding the relationship between husband and wife for 20 years, and insisted on divorce her.

Because she was at fault, she also went out of the house.

Her mother's family is not a big family, she is used to luxury and can't get used to a different life.

"Naturally." Fang Zhicheng smiled like an old fox, "However, I don't know if Ms. Yuan is clear, who is Wen Fengmian?"