The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 661

Chapter 661: 555 Huan Went Crazy [1 Update]_3

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The matter was resolved smoothly.

Di Wu Yue had a connection with the Di Wu Clan, which allowed them to auction off those treasures.

Ying Zijin only kept some medicinal ingredients she needed for herself.

"Sis," Wen Tinglan was still not at ease, "about Norton University..."

"Don’t worry," Ying Zijin patted his shoulder, "in case of any issues, contact the vice-chancellor, he is reliable."

After all, the vice-chancellor of Norton was truly a madman.

Wen Tinglan did not yet know that the vice-chancellor’s body had been altered by alchemy, and he was an antique who had lived for nearly three hundred years.

But indeed, the vice-chancellor’s prestige within Norton University was considerable, and in the absence of the chancellor, the vice-chancellor held absolute authority in discourse.

However, ninety percent of the students and professors had never seen the vice-chancellor.

Wen Tinglan shook his head, pursing his lips, "Sis, I’m just worried about you, I’m fine. The Hershel Family on the other hand—"

Ying Zijin, now dressed, said nonchalantly, "Then let them come and never return."

After a pause, she said, "Tomorrow we still have to shoot the program, just pretend you know nothing."

Wen Tinglan nodded in agreement.

Ying Zijin went downstairs and got into Fu Yunshen’s car.

"Your new Golden Needles have been sent to Elder Mu’s place first." He glanced sideways, "We’ll stop by to pick them up."

Ying Zijin was silent.

Fu Yunshen turned the steering wheel, "What are you thinking about?"

"Calculating money."

"..."

What a little money-grubber.

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the Mu family’s old residence.

Mu Heqing had been waiting for a long time, and he took the initiative to come out to greet them.

"Elder Mu, how rare." Fu Yunshen got out of the car with an air of indolence, "You didn’t kick me out."

"I wish I could," Mu Heqing retorted without good temper, "Out of love for the house and its crows. Stay then."

Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow, "Of course, I am honored by my wife."

"Master," Mu Cheng got to the door first and knocked, "Miss Meng has arrived."

In the living room, Mu Heqing frowned, first looking at Fu Yunshen.

He showed no reaction, currently acting as a human-shaped pillow for Ying Zijin while feeding her snacks with his other hand.

Consequently, Mu Heqing nodded, "Please come in."

Meng Qingxue came in on the wheelchair and immediately started coughing, her complexion growing even paler, "Elder Mu, I apologize for the intrusion, please don’t take offense."

The bodyguard brought her a heater.

It was already winter, and such temperatures were harmful to Meng Qingxue’s health.

"No offense taken," Mu Heqing responded courteously but distantly, "but for any matter, couldn’t the people from the Ancient Medicine field have sent a message?"

"I just—" Meng Qingxue began to speak, her gaze falling on the sofa.

Fu Yunshen’s appearance hadn’t changed much in a few years, but the youth had become a man.

More charismatic.

Meng Qingxue was about to say hello.

The next second, her face turned instantly pale.