The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 696

Chapter 696: 577 Slapping the Meng Family’s Face, Earth-Shattering News [Second Update]

The most severe punishment in the Xie Family is for those found with items like mobile phones; they deal with such infractions through family law.

However, there are also a few young people who quite enjoy going online and wandering outside.

The future trend is inevitable; both the Ancient Medical Field and the Ancient Martial World will have to embrace new technologies.

No one can stop it; it’s just a question of how quickly they do so.

"All right, you rest," said Fu Yunshen, "We’ll be going now. I’m going to prepare a place for Yaoyao’s Closed-door Cultivation."

The old lady waved her hand: "Come and take whatever medicinal ingredients you need at any time."

Now that her heart disease was better, her body felt much lighter.

"Kid, I hope the next time I see you, you can - " Fu Yunshen’s gaze landed on Little Medicine Boy’s bald head for a few seconds, then suddenly he smiled, "grow three strands of hair."

Little Medicine Boy was saddened again, but he was somewhat puzzled: "Why three strands of hair?"

"Hmm? Because you can have a new name called ’Three Hairs’."

"..."

Little Medicine Boy squatted in the corner, covering his head and starting to cry.

The old lady couldn’t stand it any longer, waving her hoe to shoo them away: "Go, go, go, don’t bully the child, hurry along."

Fu Yunshen took Ying Zijin’s hand and they left the house.

He seemed to be pondering, "You see, would you be happy if I called you Ancestor in the future, eh, Yaoyao?"

Any title coming from his mouth always carried a hint of bewitchment and a tempting flavor.

Very unserious.

"Not happy," Zijin glanced at him, "It sounds old."

Calling himself an elder brother and her an Ancestor, who knows what kind of hobby that is.

"Then it’s still ’little friend,’" Fu Yunshen said as he took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, "Little friend, want some?"

Zijin took it and commented, "Sir, your portable snack box is very good."

It was like Doraemon’s magical pocket, which had everything inside.

The two continued walking down.

They ran straight into the Meng Family’s entourage.

Meng Wan was among them.

Seeing the girl, her face changed, and she recalled the humiliation she had suffered at the Pill Alliance that morning. She was so choked with anger she couldn’t breathe.

Meng Wan’s smile hadn’t even fully bloomed before it froze on her face, her complexion turning a deep red.

Hadn’t the Tea Saint come out of seclusion?

Why wouldn’t the Tea Saint give even the Meng Family a shred of face?

Fu Yunshen didn’t bother with the Meng Family group either, turning his head, "Yaoyao, let’s go."

After the two left, a few seconds passed and Little Medicine Boy scampered out, his shiny bald head gleaming, "Granny said she won’t see you, told you to get lost."

The faces of the Meng Family looked quite ugly.

But they still had to keep up appearances.

After considering for a moment, Meng Wan put on a polite smile, "It seems the Tea Saint isn’t feeling well today, we’ll come another time."

"That’s not it, though," Little Medicine Boy popped out his little bald head again, smiling innocently, "She just purely dislikes you. Coming another day won’t help."

"Not seeing means not seeing; if you’re so capable, grow your own medicinal herbs."

Meng Wan’s face turned green with anger.

But this was someone close to the Tea Saint – how could they offend him?

Meng Wan had no choice but to swallow her pride and, turning her head, she said coldly, "Let’s go."