The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Do you know that she is actually your granddaughter?

He looked at the girl, obviously hoping she would leave.

There were things that ordinary people shouldn’t overhear.

It wasn’t just a matter of understanding, hearing them could very likely lead to a fatal disaster.

However, Ying Zijin just sat on the stone, eating her lollipop without a care.

She gazed at the sky, leisurely basking in the sunset.

The young man moved his lips, somewhat displeased, and had no choice but to look at the man: “Isn’t she…”

Fu Yunshen glanced at him indifferently, uttering the same two words: “Continue.”

The young man’s expression tensed, and he lowered his head, quickly resuming his previous report: “The estimate is that it will arrive within a month, and the locations for the other three types of medicinal ingredients have been disclosed, though no one has taken them.”

“One plant is under the deep sea, the other two in the center of the desert, the danger is too great, I’m afraid it would require the top twenty on the list to take the job.”

“Hmm.” Fu Yunshen smiled cynically, “So, is it that the bounty reward is too low?”

The young man nodded: “Those on the list aren’t short of money, and the rewards for the medicinal ingredients are lower than for assassination, so naturally, they won’t be tempted.”

“Then increase it tenfold,” Fu Yunshen said calmly, “I want to see all six medicinal ingredients within a month.”

The young man was greatly shaken: “Yes.”

After a pause, he hesitated: “But these six medicinal ingredients, four of them are extremely poisonous, even many of the Poison Masters on the list wouldn’t dare to touch them lightly, can they really save lives?”

They aren’t for killing people?

Hearing this, Ying Zijin turned her head.

Fu Yunshen did not respond but simply said: “You can go now.”

Knowing his temper well, the young man did not press further, gave the girl another glance, and then left.

“Yaoyao.” Fu Yunshen walked over and extended a hand to pull her up, “Let’s go too.”

Ying Zijin didn’t move; she looked at him, her gaze faint: “Aren’t you afraid I’m deceiving you?”

Indeed, more than half of the six medicinal ingredients she had provided were highly toxic.

Just a touch of it could kill ancient martial artists in an instant.

Fu Yunshen was taken aback for a moment but then laughed: “Hm? Deceiving me? Little friend, if you say you’re deceiving me, what’s in it for you?”

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, seemingly quite regretful: “Except for money, I’ve only got my face left.”

“For—” Ying Zijin squinted her eyes, thought for a moment, “my own amusement.”

“…”

Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow: “Yaoyao, that’s a bit too much.”

“Oh, then let me console you.” The girl took a lollipop out of her pocket and handed it over, “What is NOK?”

“A forum.” Fu Yunshen did not hide anything, speaking lazily, “You can post bounty information there to trade with other users.”

“There are many extraordinary people there, but also a lot of bad ones, a mixed bag. Brother doesn’t recommend you play around there.”

Ying Zijin didn’t ask further, just nodded and continued eating her lollipop.

Right, she would check it out herself when she got back.

**

Ying Luwei made sure that the photos had not leaked out and that the milk tea shop had no surveillance before she finally felt somewhat relieved.

The last surveillance footage was too strange, she had to be cautious.

By now, Ying Luwei truly didn’t dare to seek Ying Zijin out anymore, afraid that the girl would say something else and damage her reputation further.

As she wasn’t the defendant for the court session on the 17th, there was no need for her to appear, and she wouldn’t lose anything.

With more time passing, nobody would remember it.

Now, she just needed to focus on practicing the piano and working on her music.

Ying Luwei opened a folder which contained a dozen or so musical scores.

This was a piano piece originally composed by Vera Hall—

“Sun and Moon”.

Its difficulty ranked among the top piano pieces in the world, and she had yet to master even eight bars.

And she had already promised her fans that the next time she held a concert, she would play “Sun and Moon”.

Ying Luwei furrowed her brows, feeling incredibly frustrated.

Was this piece actually playable by humans?

Meanwhile, at the old house of the Ying Family,

Zhong Manhua was still humbly and meekly smoothing things over for Old Madam Ying when the main door opened.

The housekeeper hurried forward, bowing deeply: “Master Zhong.”

It was none other than Old Master Zhong who had come. His face was extremely grim, and without a word, he pushed the housekeeper aside and walked straight to the sofa.

Upon seeing Old Master Zhong, Zhong Manhua froze for a moment: “Dad, why have you come?”

She had barely spoken and had not even gotten up to greet him when she got a slap squarely on her face.

Old Master Zhong’s hand was forceful and he did not hold back at all when he slapped her.

Zhong Manhua clutched her face, in disbelief: “…Dad?!”

Old Master Zhong had never hit her before; this was a first.

She was in her forties already, and besides, it was in front of Old Madam Ying; had he no regard for face?

“What did you tell me?” Old Master Zhong’s eyes were red with anger, “You told me that Zijin was willing to donate blood, and she only did so twice, plus you hired a Convalescent Therapist for her recouperation, and her health wouldn’t be seriously affected, but now what?!”

“Thirteen times!”

“Zhong Manhua, tell me, what the hell do you take her for, a blood cow?!”

Zhong Manhua’s head buzzed and was throbbing with congestion.

“Dear father-in-law, what are you implying?” Old Madam Ying was already upset over yesterday’s incident, and hearing this made her rage surge even more, “The Ying Family adopted her and Weiwei has been so nice to her, what’s wrong with drawing some blood?”

A foster daughter with no blood relation, and yet it was worth such an outrage from Old Master Zhong?

Besides, a girl from a small county town with not a single shred of politeness, smearing the Ying Family’s name every day.

What sort of behavior was that?

“You old hag, I haven’t even started on you yet,” Old Master Zhong burst out angrily, “Your daughter’s life matters, and your granddaughter’s doesn’t?”

Old Madam Ying covered her heart, her headache resurfacing, and her complexion sank, “Of course my granddaughter matters; don’t I care about Wanwan?”

“Mom.” Ying Luwei quickly massaged her head and then apologized, “Uncle Zhong, please don’t yell at my mom, she’s not been well recently, the doctor said that too much emotional fluctuation could cause her to faint.”

Old Madam Ying was sweaty and breathing rapidly, with her eyes rolling back, clearly from extreme anger.

“Your granddaughter matters?” Old Master Zhong completely ignored Ying Luwei, roaring, “Then do you know that Zijin is your true granddaughter?!”