True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 2 Replenishing blood for our children

  嬴子衿 retracted his hand, completely ignoring the weird gaze of the people around him, rolled up his sleeves and then walked.

  Shanghai is China’s second international metropolis, with rapid economic and technological development.

"Smith, did you see it?" Nie Chao took a long time to return to his senses. He pinched his thigh and hissed, "I can remember clearly that this little sister just entered the hospital the day before yesterday. Up?"

   "Well, I saw it." Fu Yunshen put one hand in his pocket, looking at the girl's back, "but this skill can't tell what it is, it's a bit like Muay Thai, and a bit like judo."

  Nie Chao was taken aback: "How do you say?"

   "Every move she attacked is very clever." Fu Yun smiled deeply, "If she uses a bit more effort, the five people will not be as simple as falling to the ground."

  Nie Chao heard it in a cold sweat: "Impossible? Is it possible that this little sister can still use ancient martial arts?"

  The martial artist is an ancient martial artist with the ancient methods and the science of the present. The ancient martial artist is many times stronger than his kind of karate.

There are ancient warriors in Huaguo, but there are not many. Some ancient warriors have gradually retired after the arrival of the 21st century. Even the giants in the imperial capital are looking for real ancient warriors, not to mention Shanghai.

  If any rich family can invite a real ancient warrior to sit in the family, they can have the ability to compete with those ancient chaebols in O Continent.

  If this Ying family adopts Guwu, the Ying family will treat her as a living blood bank?

  It's too late for the whole family to confess.

   "Guwu..." Fu Yun's eyes shifted deeply and froze.

  Ahead, the girl suddenly went and returned, still walking in their direction.

  Fu Yun raised his eyes deeply and turned his body slightly.

  The street lights were fluttering, reflected in his long and narrow peach blossom eyes, plated with a touch of crimson, and dyed with a gentle color.

  It is difficult for anyone to resist his gaze.

   was getting closer, Fu Yunshen could clearly see the blue blood vessels under the girl's plain skin, so weak that it was frightening, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

  Nie Chao’s cold sweat grew worse.

  Couldn't it be him who said bad things behind his back, has he been heard?

  Although he is a ninth-dan in karate, he is still a big man, but just look at the posture of this little sister just now, he doesn't need two hands to fight a hundred times.

   was also at this moment, the girl stood still in front of him, she raised her head, with a hazy mist floating in the bottom of her eyes, and said: "You--"

  Nie Chao's legs softened, and he knelt with a "pump": "I am a gossip who owes my mouth. There is actually no mercy from a malicious boss!"

  Fu Yun was very interested: "Kneel down on one knee and have a pious posture. Are you asking for marriage?"

  Nie Chao: "..."

  His unbelievable legs!

Ying Zijin looked at Nie Chao who was standing up again, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said unhurriedly: "Three days later, at seven o'clock in the evening, in the tavern on Huangpu Road, you will have a **** disaster, but it is not a serious problem. , Starting at 12 noon seven days later, I suggest you avoid a whole area of ​​Punan, otherwise life will be worrying."

  Nie Chao was confused.

  Fu Yun heard the words deeply, and squeezed his slender fingers playing with jade, his peachy eyes raised, his voice was low, and he smiled: "Kid, you can tell fortune-telling?"

  Ying Zijin did not answer, but just said: "Thank you."

  Thanks are just a pretense. It doesn’t matter to her whether someone helps her, she just wants to try how much she has left in her current arithmetic ability.

  It seems that it will take a long time for her to recover, but it is enough for now.

  Nie Chao was even more at a loss: "Huh?"

  Fu Yun took a deep look at Nie Chao, then looked at the girl. His pupils were light amber, with a bewitching gentleness: "Little friend, just thank him, isn't it too bullying? Huh?"

  嬴子衿 gave an expression.

  Nie Chao was stupid: "Seventh Master, are you not? It's obviously you who bullied my little sister. Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

  A big man, excuse me?

  Why didn’t he see this young master talking to another opposite **** like this?

  Fu Yunshen ignored him, Taohua kept her eyes deep, staring straight at the girl, as if she was discharging: "Little friend, you counted it for him, why don't you count it for me?"

  Liao Zijin's eyes are slightly narrowed.

  "Little sister, ignore him." Nie Chao felt deeply that today Fu Yunshen was ill, so he made a round of it, "Where are you going, shall we see you?"

  Sure enough, the wealthy family is in deep water, and this sister is not the kind of person in the rumors.

   "No need." Ying Ziying shook his head and was leaving.

When   could be turned over, his body shook slightly, which was obviously a sequelae of excessive blood loss.

  She raised her hand and pressed her temple, her brows and eyes were covered with frost.

   Just then, behind, a lazy voice sounded.

   "Children."

   Ying Ziying stopped and turned around.

  The man leaned against the glass door, still looking like a romantic boy: "Your benefactor said that in order to thank you for reminding him, he would invite you to dinner tonight."

  **

  Han Pavilion.

After the waiter arranged the tableware, Nie Chao still couldn't understand. He looked at the girl with dizzy brows: "You really agreed? Are you not afraid of being sold? What if we are bad guys poisoning you? "

   And the Seventh Young Master is also weird, when did she take the initiative to invite the girl?

  嬴子衿 half-closed her eyes and rested her mind: "Because I'm really hungry."

  Nie Chao: "..."

   "Well, that's all, let's serve another plate of fried pork liver." Fu Yunshen closed the menu, raised his eyes and smiled, "The kid is too thin and needs some blood."

  The waiter owed himself, and went down to prepare.

  Hange is the only restaurant in China that refuses a three-star Michelin rating. It only accepts ten tables a day, and it must be booked three months in advance.

  Nie Chao looked around and said, "Qi Shao, you don’t know the owner of Han Pavilion, do you? This shop, even if my old man comes, I have to book it."

   "I don't know." Fu Yunshen put his arm on the back of the chair, his tone was casual, "Maybe look at his face."

"Miss Ying, did you hear that? The Seventh Young Masters just like to talk nonsense. Don't believe a word of what he said." Nie Chao didn't care, and waved his hand. "But today is a rare treat for the Seventh Younger, you just let go. , He lacks everything except money."

  "It's a coincidence." Ying Zijin said casually, "I only lack money."

  Fu Yunshen raised his head.

   "Are you short of money?" Nie Chao was stunned, "Ying family won't give you money?"

  Ying’s servants are paid, let alone an adopted daughter?

   "I'm poor in study, I haven't learned etiquette, and I don't know how to arrange flower tea." The girl calmly said, "So embarrassing, why should I give me money?"

  Nie Chao was choked.

   Fu Yunshen's eyelashes moved, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Children, that means they have no beads. Your pre-dinner etiquette has followed the royal family of ancient Ozhou."

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