True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

The girl wears a baseball cap, white short sleeves, dark blue jeans.

A pair of legs are slender and straight, and the skin is as white as jade, almost transparent.

It is the most ordinary dress on the street, but she still has the attractiveness that can make people notice her at a glance.

The girl was not wearing sunglasses or a mask, and she was approaching, so Mu Chenzhou could see clearly.

It was a face that was astonishing to the extreme.

Mu Chenzhou frowned.

Why did Ying Zijin also come to the imperial capital when he returned to the imperial capital?

The Ying family has no relatives in the imperial capital. What is Ying Zijin here for?

Mrs. Mu noticed the change in his expression, turned her head, and followed his gaze: "What's wrong?"

She also saw the girl, but Mrs. Mu had already forgotten who Ying Zijin was.

She never remembers unimportant people.

"I saw someone I knew." Mu Chenzhou said, "Mom, I'll go say hello."

After he finished speaking, he stepped forward with a polite, polite and distant attitude: "Miss Ying, we meet again, what's the matter with you coming to the Emperor?"

However, the girl did not answer.

She didn't even look at him, as if she didn't know him at all.

As if he didn't hear what he said, he just walked past him.

Mu Chenzhou's hand froze in midair, neither retracting nor lifting, his expression was embarrassed for a moment.

"Who is this?" Mrs. Mu's face sank. "You greeted her, why did she ignore you?"

Even the daughter of the Nie family and the Xiu family didn't give Mu Chenzhou such a look.

"Ying Zijin." Mu Chenzhou sighed, a little helpless, "I should be still angry about the auction that day."

He was really reminding her.

If he didn't speak up in advance, Mengjia's methods would be even more brutal.

How should Ying Zijin respond?

It's a pity that she thinks that she has Fu Yunshen, and she has enough confidence.

Mrs. Mu thought for a few seconds before she suddenly realized, "It was her."

After a pause, she looked indifferent: "There are many good-looking people, the most important thing for you now is to pass the examination, when you become the true heir of the Mu family, even some foreign families will send invitations to marry, there is no need Wasting attention on an adopted daughter."

It's just that Ying Zijin's face really attracts men.

Don't talk about men, women will be moved when they see it

Mrs. Mu also had to remind Mu Chenzhou, for fear that he would fall into it.

As for what Ying Zijin did in the imperial capital, it had nothing to do with them.

"She won't be in charge of your assessment." Mrs. Mu added, "We will go to Meng's house in a while."

**

Fu family.

After Mr. Fu finished dinner, he went out.

After his body got better, he would often go out for a walk.

However, he still likes to go to Master Zhong to play chess.

Even though Mr. Zhong likes to block him out, he still doesn't like it.

In their generation, there are not many left.

When Master Ying and Master Jiang were still around, they could still play mahjong together.

Now, it's just a game of chess.

After Zhong Zhi went abroad at night, the Zhong family was quite empty, so Mr. Fu also stayed here for a few days by the way.

Mr. Zhong had already set up the chessboard, and when he saw him coming, he waved: "Old man Fu, come, sit, and see how I kill you without leaving a piece of armor."

With his hands behind his back, Mr. Fu sat down slowly: "It's not certain who kills who."

The two played chess.

Mr. Fu chose Heizi. After he picked up the first piece, he didn't play it for a long time.

After a long while, he said, "Old man Zhong, it's been a few months. I really can't believe that I can play chess with you here in such a healthy manner."

In fact, Mr. Fu always knew that he was not sick, but poison.

This poison will not kill him immediately, but it will erode his body every day and damage his lifespan.

He didn't even think that he could last twenty years.

Mr. Fu was silent for a while, then smiled again: "I don't know how long I can live."

"Fuck off." Mr. Zhong didn't like listening to it anymore. "Don't say such depressing words at night. You're only eighty-five, and you can live for at least twenty years."

"I'm serious." Old Master Fu said while playing chess, "You are strong and you will definitely live longer than me. When I'm gone, take care of Yun Shen for me."

"Who cares about your stinky boy." Mr. Zhong snorted, and when he was about to say something, the phone rang.

When he saw it, he was happy.

"Hey, Zijin made a video call to me, old man Fu, come and have a look too."

As soon as he heard the name, Mr. Fu's ears perked up.

He pretended to be invited and sat down beside Mr. Zhong.

The girl's voice was cold: "Grandpa."

She paused: "Grandpa Fu is there too?"

Mr. Fu sat up straight: "Hey, yes, Zijin, I'm here to play chess with your grandfather."

"Let's go, I'm just letting you see." Mr. Zhong took the phone away in dissatisfaction, "Zijin, how is the imperial capital?"

He asked many questions, and Ying Zijin answered them all.

"My granddaughter is amazing, isn't it?" Mr. Zhong showed off while chatting on video, "She went to participate in an international competition called ISC. There are only six places in China."

Mr. Fu nodded again and again: "Yes, old man Zhong, your granddaughter is really amazing."

What he thought in his mind was: nonsense, my grandson-in-law, can she be amazing?

Of course, Mr. Fu still didn't say this.

Mr. Zhong didn't know the little abacus in Mr. Fu's heart. He was very happy to be touted: "I'm not high in IQ, but my granddaughter is high, Mr. Fu, are you jealous?"

Mr. Fu nodded again: "jealous and jealous."

What he thought in his mind was: he was not jealous at all, anyway, sooner or later, he would be his granddaughter-in-law.

"But your stinky boy can't do it." Mr. Zhong was proud. "Look, he can't participate in any competition."

Mr. Fu nodded again: "Yes, yes."

What he thought in his mind was still: so what, it would be good to abduct his granddaughter-in-law back.

When Mr. Zhong was about to attack Mr. Fu, a low-pitched voice sounded on the phone, with a smile, "Grandpa Zhong, speaking ill of others is not the behavior of a gentleman."

After returning his eyes to the screen, Mr. Zhong's heart muscle almost suffered another infarction. He covered his heart: "Why are you here?!"

What is the ghost?

This is!

Fu Yun said lazily, "Bodyguard."

Mr. Zhong: "..."

He hung up the phone decisively and put the phone on the table.

Mr. Fu grinned and tried his best to hold back his smile.

Then he excused himself to go to the bathroom, took out his mobile phone, liked one by one to Fu Yunshen's circle of friends, and left a message.

【Xiao Qi, well done! 】

**

This side of the imperial capital.

Ying Zijin raised his eyebrows and pulled back his mobile phone: "I said, his old man is very angry with you."

"I can explain." Fu Yunshen moved his hand holding the steering wheel, "I really didn't want to occupy his old man's place."

Ying Zijin yawned: "You made me drink wolfberry and red dates tea this morning, the behavior of the elderly."

Fu Yunshen also raised his eyebrows: "I was a child a few days ago, but now I'm an old man?"

"Psychologically, you are a child, and in life, you are an elderly person."

"..."

This sounded impossible to refute.

"This is the training camp." Fu Yunshen stopped the car, "I won't go in. If you have anything, call me."

After a pause, he asked again, "Which day did you make an appointment with the patient?"

"This weekend." Ying Zijin unfastened his seat belt, "We'll see the situation later."

She got out of the car and carried a backpack without a suitcase.

Daily necessities and clothes can be bought here.

After Ying Zijin gave Fu Yunshen a medicine bottle, he walked towards the training camp.

This time, not only the six candidates for direct access to the international competition, but also six other outstanding students were invited.

Qingzhi Middle School originally wanted to give Ying Yuexuan a place in another training camp, but was rejected by Ying Yuexuan, so it fell on the first place in the elite class of the second year of high school.

Twelve people will be divided into four groups.

For every three people, led by a professor, there will be a series of competitions.

This time the training is not long, only a month.

Because the Middle School Affiliated to Imperial College and Qingzhi Middle School were the strongest, Ying Zijin and two other students were assigned to a group.

The other two students had seen Ying Zijin's grades.

While it's just training, it's also about honor.

Putting them on a team with someone with extremely inconsistent grades, they don't want to.

As soon as the two students arrived at the training camp, they went to the apartments where the professors lived.

Zuo Li, one of the four professors sent by Imperial University this time, is on duty tonight.

One of the students hesitated for a while, but still said, "Professor Zuo, can you change us? Or exchange Ying Zijin."

Hearing this, Zuo Li put down his pen and looked at the two of them.

Look at this fourth watch, is it possible to get a monthly ticket OwO