The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Fu Zhi was silent for a moment, his dark black eyes looked at the man who claimed to be Ouyang Ya's father in front of him, and he looked closely, with a little interest in his eyes.

She should have heard of Ouyang Ya's life experience for the first time, and she didn't mean much to explore.

After all, a few days ago, Ouyang Ya was still trying to do her best. She hadn't spared her effort to toss Ouyang Ya, so she was still in the mood to give Ouyang Ya something.

The few bags of food the man was holding were handed forward by him.

A dark face is full of pleading.

"Sorry," Fu Zhi turned his body slightly, avoiding the two woven bags, with a hint of apology: "I'm not very convenient."

She holds a mobile phone in one hand, and the other is in the pocket of her trousers. The black straight-leg pants on the lower part of her body appear to have a long waist and long legs. Two times, revealing cold white slender arms.

At this time, standing in the same color of the water and sky where the dusk and blue fish scaly clouds converge, they are alone, but the figure is stretched very long, adding a bit of freedom and ease.

The beauty is like a picture drawn by a master who has spent half his life in his hand.

The man noticed her cold temperament, like a touch of snow on the tip of a snow-capped mountain.

It's not like they can raise a child.

No wonder Ya Ya always doesn't want him to come to my home.

The man rubbed his palms with a sense of inferiority. The dry fingertips were a bit dry, and the wind blew over. As far as he could see, he took away the dead skin from his fingers.

In the quiet environment, there was a "coax—", even if Fu Zhi didn't take any action, the shame in his heart for fear of embarrassing the child still broke out in an instant, causing the man in front of him to blush, and the strings in his mind were all Necrosis and collapse.

"Yes, I will trouble you once."

He has a pair of very clean eyes, as if the wind has passed the vicissitudes of water, and now he looks up, and there is mist in it.

The sound of someone running seemed to be heard in the distance, with neat footsteps, and the slogan "one two one" loudly.

Men feel that time is getting tougher and more embarrassed.

It is annoying that he should wash the mantle at the bottom of the press box again before going out, maybe there is no trace of dirt on the mantle.

"I have urgent training here, and the coach has assigned tasks. Should I find someone else for you, or you can call Ouyang Ya again and ask?"

Fu Zhi was not sure what the situation of the father and daughter was, but he had to admit that the scene where Ouyang Ya's father and Fu Chao, who were still poor in memory, went to look for her in the aristocratic school overlapped, causing her to move a little. Some compassion.

"Her illness should be almost good, or I will help you go to the hospital to get her down?"

"Hey! Don't don't! Don't call her!" The man grabbed Fu Zhi, "You can't call her!"

His eyes were anxiously red, "Yaya won't let me come here, because she knew that she would definitely be angry! What's more, your children are of noble blood and high education, and their speech and behavior are different from mine. I wear the soil. , The family conditions are not good. If the kid who loves to bully knows that I am her father, they will look down on my girl!"

"Don't call her, I will give her something and leave as long as I have money! Her mother, just like me, is thinking about her, afraid that she would have money to buy clothes and not dress herself. She was sensible since she was a child and never left. I’m here, now I’m not by her side, I’m afraid she will be bullied when she goes out...Girl, you can help and pass her things!"

The special products of the two woven bags were accidentally stuffed into Fu Zhi's hand.

In a woven bag that was cleaner than a man's clothes, two stacks of red banknotes were stuffed at the top.

Fu Zhiyi's time is a bit complicated.

It is difficult for her to associate the little girl who is easily bullied by men with Ouyang Ya.

But what is noncommittal is that the father in front of him is very simple.

Even cautious and humble want to please the biological daughter in the rich cave.

"Girl, thank you, I'm leaving now!"

The sound of running footsteps not far away is getting closer and closer.

The man seemed to be afraid of being discovered by other students in the family. Ouyang Ya's face was dull and angry, two steps and one step were taken, and he ran back violently.

"..."

Fu Zhi glanced at the special product beside her.

Suddenly realized a very difficult problem.

Because of her momentary hesitation and distraction, she was misunderstood by the other party for help.

"I'm not..." Fu Zhi's lips moved, trying to stop the man in front of him.

But the man seems to be very happy, compared to the time when he was awe-inspiring, his steps are relaxed at this moment, there is a kind of joy and relaxation from the heart.

The money and special products in his hand are all given to the girl.

When the spring begins, and the girl is cured, he may be able to ask the girl to go home and go to the neighboring village with his wife to see the Spring Festival.

The spring is full there, there are wild flowers and running water, you will not meet your girl's friends, and no one will recognize him. He is Ouyang Ya's father.

Everything seems to be moving in the best direction.

Except for Fu Zhi who was carrying a big bag and a small bag.

Fu Zhi vicissitudes of standing on the edge of the shooting range.

Ouyang Jue, who came to the shooting range one step later, has changed into another combat uniform.

The black shirt made the boy's cold and white face more and more unkind.

His face is somewhat similar to Ouyang Huannai.

Maybe this is the subtlety of blood relationship.

However, Ouyang Huannai's shooting talent did not give too much to Ouyang Jue.

Compared with the elder sister who is praised by everyone, the young man is a bit less ostentatious, and a bit more calm and restrained.

It's just that the face is immature, and it is full of youthful book business spirit.

At this moment, he noticed that Fu Zhi, who had carried two bags of messy things, had a calm face and walked forward slowly.

Holding a computer-like thing in one hand, he dialed a WeChat video call. In broad daylight, he ignored the rules and regulations, and said something to the other party with a face.

The sound is not very loud.

But the whole person looks dull.

Ouyang Jue felt that Fu Zhi looked like the little tortoise he had kept in a fish tank and disappeared inexplicably, with a dark green hard shell on his back, as if he was bearing the weight that life could not bear, and walked forward slowly and breathlessly.

"Fu Zhi." Ouyang Jue was poked cute, like a little tortoise's shell, like a poke on Fu Zhi's cheek, but when the girl was confused and looked over, her breath suffocated.

He involuntarily called her name, but when people looked back, he inadvertently faced a beautiful white porcelain face and was stunned.

Fu Zhi is like a rose in a high-end showcase. It is beautiful and delicate, and even the crystals scattered around will be used to accompany the rose.

Ouyang Jue's heart beats fast for a moment, which is entirely out of human appreciation of beauty.

"Yeah," Fu Zhi nodded, eyebrows closed, and in a long silence, he was too impatient to tell her to not speak, "Are you doing anything?"

"This," Ouyang Jue returned to his senses, reaching for the woven bag in Fu Zhi's hand, "Do you want me to carry it for you?"

The relationship between Fu Zhi and Ouyang Huanzheng is not very good now, and is somewhat hostile.

The family and the collaterals don't have much contact.

In Ouyang's retro-looking thinking, people are divided into three, six or nine grades by blood.

As the younger brother of Ouyang Huanyu, Ouyang Jue, the overlord of this group of young masters, should not help Fu Zhi no matter what.

Fu Zhi understood this truth, and Ouyang Jue should also understand it.

"you help me?"

There was a trace of distrust and alert in Fu Zhi's eyes.

"Well, I'll take it for you."

His throat rolled, afraid of being seen, and then explained, with a touch of powder on his white cheeks, "I think you are not in good health. The instructors are going to play a live-action CF PK match at the base tonight. Tomorrow will be our target training. I'm afraid you will be sick, and our family won't be able to win by then!"

The juvenile is clumsy and wants to use a bad excuse to conceal his true thoughts.

I even felt a red heartbeat when I asked a girl for help for the first time since I was young.

He pulled his sleeves, not only contemptuous of his own tweaking, but also expecting Fu Zhi to respond by seeing the essence through the phenomenon and understanding his dim favor.

Fu Zhi lived up to the expectations, his eyes drifting away from Ouyang Jue.

Ye Jiu at the end of the video sneered.

Sneer at this innocent boy's tricks of hooking up his sister.

He admitted that Ouyang Jue's tricks successfully attracted his attention.

It made him want to help Fu Zhi pat these peach blossoms to death.

But Fu Zhi seems to have always been a worry-free sister.

Ouyang Jue's words circled the tip of Fu Zhi's tongue a few times.

Fu Zhi has always been a master at guessing people's hearts.

Especially in Ye Jiu’s inciting sentence, “Just two bags of things can’t be moved? Old man and old lady can handle it! His eldest sister first made it clear that you can’t do it, and his younger brother immediately hinted at you later. No! How can a girl be questioned?!"

Okay, Fu Zhi understands.

"I am in good health, without any discomfort."

Fu Zhi thought that Ouyang Jue was inquiring about her information for his eldest sister, and even wished that she had something wrong with her body and slapped her to death in tomorrow's knockout match.

Fu Zhi was aroused and eager to win. One finger pointed Ouyang Jue's direction, one hand held the computer to support his waist, "Don't dream that you will knock me out, don't say I am not sick, I am sick and beat your home. These students of this are also a matter of minutes."

"Try to weed out my dream, I advise you to do it again in your next life!"

Is it okay to run to her to provoke?

What are you provoking, brother!

Fu Zhi turned out the small book and seriously recorded the three words Ouyang Jue in the book of grudges.

Then he carried two large bags of specialty products and walked like flying.

I don’t understand how the previous development could turn into this Ouyang Jue: "???"

Is Fu Zhi poisonous? Can't you see that his boy is Huaichun?

A peach blossom that had just sprouted branches and hadn't waited for it to bloom, it was smashed by Fu Zhi with a sound of "crack-".

Ye Jiu on the video side was relieved. He lay down on the bed, covered with a quilt, folded his hands in front of his abdomen, and he was in a stall that could spark anytime and anywhere.

"What are you doing?" Fu Zhi asked him.

"I'm going to give you a super life," Ye Jiu closed his eyes and said without any rush, "Give me the souvenir to Ouyang Ya this poisonous woman. I think Notre Dame is on fire. You little Notre Dame is homeless, right? ?"

"Do you know if you are like this, you don't want to rip off with Ouyang Ya, and you also help her get things. If you put it on a social platform, you can be scolded for hundreds of floors without repetition!"

Fu Zhi: "..."

In these hundreds of floors, you can curse the 99th floor without saying anything.

"I'm just curious," Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu said, "Ouyang Feng said that the mechanical beast can calm down in front of Ouyang Ya."

"In Ouyang Feng's DNA report, Ouyang Ya does not have Ouyang Chuan's gene."

"But these mechanical beasts, besides listening to me, they will also listen to you."

Ye Jiu's face straightened, "What do you want to say?"

"I think it's a bit strange. Ouyang Feng said that Ouyang Ya is the adopted daughter Ouyang Jing recognizes outside, and she found a gifted outsider when she went out. But her talents are all derived from the design drawings I drew, and these drawings of mine. I lost it when I was in F Chau."

Fu Zhi thought about it before, maybe Ouyang Ya went to fuzhou and got these things by chance, until today he saw Ouyang Ya's parents.

Ouyang Ya's father said that Ouyang Ya had never left their lives since childhood.

In other words, Ouyang Ya has never been to Fuzhou, "I suspect who picked up my design draft and gave it to her, and..."

Fu Zhi always felt that she had overlooked something particularly important.

Design artwork, Ouyang Ya, mechanical beast.

The connection between these three seems very simple, but...

Is it really such a coincidence?

Ouyang Ya picked up her design draft, and happened to be able to calm the little mechanical beast into a state of deep sleep?

"You want to say, does someone help her train the beast?"

Fu Zhi is still very confident in the things designed by Ouyang Pendant. Ouyang Ya is a half-hearted person. If she really wants to say she has talent, she is definitely not high, otherwise she wouldn't be able to take her things and become an official.

The mechanical beast would not rely on her for Ouyang Ya's talent because of what the outside world said.

Ye Jiu felt that Fu Zhi was thinking too much, "The cheap father is gone, I won’t help her. Ye Tian and his son are genetically mutated in city a for retirement, and Ye Qiyesan ignored her. Who else can the mechanical beast listen to? It's a coincidence, don't always be suspicious."

"I'm just a little wary of the sixth sense, maybe I'm not in a good spirit these days, I think too much.

Fu Zhi hummed a few words, but it felt weird.

I also want to test Ouyang Ya's tone.

Just opened the door.

A blue and white porcelain vase was smashed in front of him.

Fu Zhi acted on the mobile phone, turning sideways to avoid it.

With a "bang--" the vase fell apart.

During the period, the woman was mixed with her head without looking back, and she shouted in a calm voice, "Get out!"

"Ouyang Ya," Fu Zhi avoided the debris all over the floor and called the woman who was sitting on the ground madly. Two woven bags were lifted by her hand beside Ouyang Ya. When confronted with Ouyang Ya's red and bloodshot eyes, he couldn't wait. As he rushed to eat her flesh and blood, Fu Zhi said unhurriedly, "Your father asked me to give it to you."

Ouyang Ya seemed to want to stand up and maintain her grace and hostility towards Fu Zhi, but when she heard her father coming, she instantly became a blasted cock.

"What are you talking about?!" She tore Fu Zhi in disbelief, her teeth broken with hatred, "Have you seen him? Is there anyone around! Did you tell the world that he is my father?"

Fu Zhi pulled his arm back and frowned, "Isn't he your father?"

"Who said he is my father!"

As soon as Ouyang Ya heard Fu Zhi's tone, she couldn't bear it. She got up from the ground and went crazy, kicking over two bags of food.

"My grandfather is Ouyang Jing, and my father is Ouyang Xiong! What did you see today? He is so poor, can he be my father without any skills?"

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