True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 109 provokes the big boss, and the end is miserable [3 more]

   Fu Yunshen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was about to get up.

  But the power of that hand was surprisingly strong, so he didn't let him move.

  嬴子衿 looked up and glanced at him, this time he said three words: "Don't move."

  She lowered her head again, still holding the silver needle in her other hand, and the needle point shuttled among several acupuncture points.

  As if what she is holding is not a person, but a piece of embroidery.

  "Kid..." Fu Yun raised his eyebrows deeply, and his ending smiled, "Are you openly taking advantage of this?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, another silver needle fell and pierced another acupuncture point of him.

  Hand strength is obviously greater than before.

   Fu Yun hissed softly and fell silent.

  He is quite convinced that if he says anything else, their children are likely to send him away in one shot.

  The kind that is not merciful, it's useless to look at your face.

  As time passed, Fu Yunshen's body went from tight to relaxed.

  A moment later, he lowered his eyes.

   Both are sitting on the ground, but the height difference is not much different from when standing.

  The girl’s head only reached his chin. During the injection, the soft hair would rub his face from time to time.

  From this angle, Fu Yunshen could see her long eyelashes and her condensed skin.

  Almost all transparent colors, with a faint glow, make people reluctant to look away.

  Even if the clothes are put on two layers, there is a clear temperature.

  Her hands are cold, and her fingertips are cold.

  Fu Yunshen moved it manually, and finally lifted it up and pulled the hanging hair behind her ears for her.

  He coughed lightly, swallowing the slight fishy sweetness rising from his throat.

  He was shot deliberately.

  I used to do this often. I just bandaged it casually, and I woke up after a few hours in a coma.

  Being alone, he is used to it.

  This is the first time that someone will show up at this point in time to heal him.

   Fu Yunshen smiled suddenly.

After stopping the blood completely, Ying Zijin took out the clean gauze again, took off the blood-stained gauze, and re-wrapped him.

  She knew he would appear here, but she didn’t know why he was alone.

  She can also perceive his strength, otherwise she would not have been in contact with him for so long, and she would not be able to calculate his deep information.

  So this is the strangest place.

  However, Ying Zijin didn't follow up, and she didn't care about it either.

   After dozens of seconds, she released him.

  Voice is cold, smooth, without any fluctuations: "Okay."

  Fu Yun put his hands deep on the ground, when he was about to stand up.

  The cold hand pressed his arm again and helped him up.

  She supported him with half of her body.

   seems to be helping an elderly person who is very old.

When    realized this, Fu Yun held on to the wall deeply and straightened his waist, still looking lazily: "Children, your brother and me, I won’t be able to walk this way."

  He didn't lie either, his self-healing ability is indeed very strong, far more than ordinary people.

  From the customs all the way to the present, the wound has healed a lot.

  Calculate the time, you will be able to fully recover by tomorrow, without leaving scars.

  That's why he chose to be injured.

  Ying Zijin was silent for a moment, but let him go.

   Fu Yunshen did not ask her why she came back at this time, he coughed a few times, and turned his head: "Yaoyao, you...have nothing to say?"

   "Hmm." Ying Zijin looked at him and nodded, "It feels good."

  "……"

  Fu Yunshen was also used to her using a very calm tone to say surprisingly, and raised her eyebrows: "Children, has anyone told you that men's waists and abdomen can't be touched?"

  Hearing this, Ying Zijin yawned, became sleepy, and replied perfunctorily: "If you touch it, you will become a beast?"

  "……"

  This dialogue really cannot go on.

  The kids in their family are really not ordinary girls.

   "Let's go, kid." Fu Yun rubbed her hair deeply, "Thank you today."

  **

  Because the No. 7 Gun God List died in Shanghai, the reason is still unknown, so at least in a short period of time, no hunter will set foot on this land.

  Everything is calm.

  Liao Zijin didn't let Fu Yunshen return to his single apartment, so he simply took him in again.

  It's just that the two of them came back too late, although their breaths were reduced, the sound of footsteps could not be heard at all.

  But by coincidence, I just ran into Wen Tinglan who was up at night.

  Fu Yun's deep breathing slowed down. Before he could explain anything, he saw the boy rubbing his eyes. After a few more seconds, he went to the bathroom.

  Wen Tinglan walked, muttering to himself: "Dreaming again..."

  It is the person he does not want to dream of.

  "Xiaolan just underwent hypnosis yesterday." Ying Zijin sat on the sofa, "He has recovered very well during this period."

  The treatment of hypnosis is actually very risky.

  Because during hypnosis, the psychologist will dig out the patient's subconscious things.

  For Wen Tinglan, it was the time his biological mother left with his sister and came back when he was five years old.

  Twice, both are huge traumas.

  So if you are not careful, hypnosis will not only not alleviate the condition, but will have a greater backlash.

   can even make the patient nervous.

  Without a last resort, psychotherapy will not use hypnosis.

  Fu Yun was taken aback, leaned back and laughed: "Xuesheng’s hypnosis, Yaoyao, you can rest assured."

  After saying this sentence, it was a long time without a response.

  Fu Yun tilted his head deeply, only to realize that the girl had fallen asleep.

   Quietly, very well-behaved, and the whole person is soft.

  It seemed that after struggling for a long time, Fu Yunshen took the action.

  He stood up, bent down slightly, picked her up with his waist, and put her on the bed in the bedroom.

   stood still for a few seconds, and then backed out.

   "Good night, kid."

  **

  Jiang Ran’s injury, within a few days, quickly spread throughout the Qingzhi Yizhong.

  Many boys gloated and said that he was finally retributed.

  But the girls were all anxious, and when they heard about the hospital where Jiang Ran was, they brought fruit baskets and snacks to visit after school.

  "Go out, let them all out." Jiang Ran took the quilt and covered his head again. He was very irritable, "I don't want to see anyone."

  To let them see her zongzi feet, where did he put his school bully’s face?

   "Don't be so fierce to girls." Jiang Huaping knocked on his head, very happy, "I didn't expect my son to be so popular, and he looked like me when I was young."

  Jiang Ran: "...Mom, can you stop being so narcissistic?"

Jiang Huaping ignored him and went out to talk to the female students.

  Jiang Ran scratched his hair: "Where is Daddy Ying?"

   "Oh." Xiu Yu slashed the apple, "What's the matter with Father Ying, you are not a kid anymore, what's the matter, do you have to coax me?"

   "What nonsense are you talking about?" Jiang Ran's face turned dark, "I just want to thank her."

   "Thank you when your feet are better." Xiu Yu finished peeling the apple and took a bite.

  Jiang Ran was taken aback and hesitated: "No, you didn't cut this apple for me?"

   "I can do what you can, why did you cut it off?" Xiu Yu gave him a strange look, "Because your face is big?"

  "……"

  Jiang Ran coldly snorted, and took an apple by himself: "Did you find the person who gave you the shoes?"

  If you let him know which gaggle is so overcast, he will blow the head of the gaggle.

   "There is a clue." Xiu Yu said, "I should find it in a few days."

  Jiang Ran gave a hum, and then asked, "Where did Daddy Ying go?"

  Xiu Yu thought for a while: "It seems that something happened to the Zhong family."

  **

  Zhong’s old house.

  In the old house, only Mr. Zhong, Mrs. Zhong and Zhong Zhiwan lived in the old house, and the other houses had moved out long ago.

  It’s just because Zhong Zhiwan’s father works all year round and doesn’t come back very much, so Mr. Zhong let them live in the old house.

  But today, many uninvited guests came.

  Among them is Zhong Tianyun, who has been under the care of Mr. Zhong.

  Zhong Tianyun is the only son of Mr. Zhong's second brother, he is fifty years old this year.

  But Mr. Zhong’s second brother was in poor health and passed away early, so Mr. Zhong has always taken care of Zhong Tianyun.

  Zhong Tianyun sat on the sofa, acting like a master.

  He tidyed up his tie: "Uncle, I wonder how your health is doing?"

  Master Zhong looked at Zhong Tianyun, who was a shareholder of the Zhong Group, with a cold tone: “To be honest, I hate you for circumstantial things.”

"Okay, since uncle wants me to speak up, then I'll just speak up." Zhong Tianyun smiled, his eyes sharpened, "Uncle, you have been in charge of Feicui Zhai, but you have lost the treasure of Zhen Zhai. ."

  "The Zhong Group’s stock fell, and the buyer has to terminate the cooperation with us. Uncle, do you think you are still qualified to be the chairman?"

  Jade Studio is an industry of the Zhong family. It sells jade carvings, and its annual revenue is hundreds of millions.

  But just a few days ago, the treasure of Zhenzhai suddenly disappeared, and the surveillance in the store did not even take a picture of a person.

   What's more unfortunate is that they only finalized an order with a foreign multinational company a few days ago, and the order is the treasure of Zhenzhai.

  This time, the Zhong Group was greatly frustrated, and today's stocks have been falling.

  If they can’t give the seller an explanation, they will take action against the Zhong Group.

  However, the Zhong Group is not owned by Mr. Zhong.

   After finishing speaking, Zhong Tianyun winked at the bodyguards behind him, coldly: "Now take the old man away and tell them that this is our account."

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