True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 20 Kids, how can I take advantage of me?

  Want to make the whole world go crazy with it?

  She hopes that she has the same name, but—

  嬴子衿 looked down, fell on the name of the first principal in the column, and his face was expressionless.

  Sure enough, this lunatic.

  When I first met, I wanted to dissect her neuropathy.

  Wen Tinglan noticed the slight fluctuation in the girl’s expression: "Sister?"

  嬴子衿 regained his senses, with a slightly complicated expression: "Which major do you want to study at Norton University?"

  She remembered that when she was still at Norton University, she had only majors of theology, spirituality, paranormal studies, and alchemy, which were incompatible with other universities.

  The thinking of a lunatic is really hard for normal people to understand.

  Wen Tinglan shook his head, faintly: "Think about it, I can't get in again."

  Unlike other universities, Norton University does not have an exam, nor does it look at the results of the college entrance examination. Only with a letter of recommendation sent by the school can you be eligible to enter the school.

  In other words, even if it is the top pick in the Chinese college entrance examination or full score on the SAT, as long as there is no recommendation letter, you can’t get in.

  No one knows what the admission criteria of Norton University are, let alone what students it enrolls in a year.

  But this is the case, Norton University is still stabilizing other universities, ranking first.

   "If you want to go, then you can go." Ying Ziying groaned, "Nothing is impossible."

   But if you are studying theology, then forget it.

  Thinking of this, she looked down at Norton University's encyclopedia entry, and after confirming that the school had normal majors such as physics, mathematics, and mechanics, she was relieved.

  Wen Tinglan's jaw tightened, her lips tightened, and her fingers squeezed: "Sister, if you come back from Shanghai, I can afford you and dad."

  He felt that his sister had become a little different. She was reticent before, but she was not as indifferent as she is now. It seemed that nothing could shake her.

What exactly did Yingjia do?

   "That's a lot later, and I will talk about it when you graduate from college." Ying Zijin looked lazy, "I am coming back this time, also thinking of taking you to Shanghai."

  Wen Tinglan’s eyes cooled down again, and the corners of his lips pressed down: "I'm not going."

  He hates Shanghai City, and he hates those people.

   "Well, go back and discuss it again."

  The two sisters and brothers just walked in the direction of home one after another. When they were a few steps away from the yard, there was a fragrance floating in the distance.

After Ying Ziying opened the door, she raised her head and stopped there.

  In the kitchen, a slender and raised familiar figure came into view.

  The man didn't know what he was doing, so he lowered his head.

   A pair of peach blossom eyes are raised slightly, the light is extinguished, gentle and passionate.

   "Yaoyao, why didn't you say anything when you brought the guests back?" Wen Fengmian was washing his hands, and turned around after hearing the sound, "I'm not prepared for this."

  Ying Ziying was silent for a while, rubbed his head: "Forgot."

  It was not that she had forgotten, but she thought that he was a pampered son and might not be able to stand this kind of environment, so she specially booked him the best hotel in the county.

  Unexpectedly, he followed and was still cooking.

   "Uncle, don't blame her." Fu Yunshen walked out of the kitchen, revealing half of his body, "I had to come by myself, it was abrupt."

  嬴子衿 looked up slightly and saw the piggy Peppa apron worn by the man: "..."

  Fu Yunshen noticed her gaze, raised her head, her lips curled: "Why stare at my brother again, it looks good?"

"ugly."

   is more ruthless.

   "Yaoyao, how do you speak?" Wen Fengmian clenched his fists and covered his lips and coughed a few times, "Isn't this your favorite cartoon character?"

  "Favourite?" Fu Yun raised his eyebrows and looked down at the cartoon character on his apron.

  Little Pig Peppa?

  The vision is quite cute.

   "..." Ying Ziying had no expression, "I don't like it anymore."

   is a bit unacceptable, she will like this kind of thing before she wakes up completely, it is not her nature.

  Wen Tinglan also glanced at the Peppa Pig apron, his eyebrows jumped: "Dad, how many years ago was this all?"

  Although, his sister used to save money to buy a pig doll, if she doesn’t hold it, she can’t sleep.

  Wen Fengmian just smiled: "No matter how many years, Dad can remember it."

  He seemed to think of something, looked at the boy, frowned: "Healer, your sister is back, what are you running?"

   "I..." Wen Tinglan was about to answer, but stopped again.

  I can never say that he shook his head and left because of resentment.

  Ying Zijin walked into the kitchen and took a leisurely sentence: "He is shy."

   "Shy?" Wen Fengmian was surprised, "You haven't been shy when you received so many love letters. Seeing your sister is shy?"

  Wen Tinglan: "..."

  He had to admit: "It's been a long time since I saw my sister."

   "You can't run then." Wen Fengmian put aside his smile, very serious, "What should I do if something goes wrong so late?"

   "Nothing." Wen Tinglan didn't like to talk. He sat next to Wen Fengmian and looked at the kitchen with a defensive expression, "Who is that?"

  The man has a perfect figure, slender and tall, even wearing a funny apron, it is difficult to conceal his inherent nobility.

  Wide shoulders and narrow waist, a natural hanger.

   "Mr. Fu is Yaoyao's friend." Wen Fengmian explained, "Because there is no one at home today, so I will spend fifteen with us."

  Wen Tinglan did not respond, his eyebrows drooped, still cold and defensive.

   "Healer, Dad knows that you may be a little bit angry with Yaoyao." Wen Fengmian thought about it, and then said, "But after all, you are also brothers and sisters. Dad can't accompany you for the rest of your life."

   "Dad."

  One word, very cold.

   "Okay, OK, let's not say." Wen Fengmian coughed and smiled, "Let's watch the party."

  **

  In the kitchen.

   Ying Zijin looked at him: "Why are you here?"

   "Huh?" Fu Yun heard the words deeply, and peachy eyes raised, "Didn't you say that you want to take me in? Lie brother?"

   "No." Ying Ziying squatted down and took out the vegetables from the bag on the ground, "I'm afraid I'll treat you badly."

  She can tell who treats her well.

  There is nothing she can do, just treat them better.

  "Why did you treat me badly?" Fu Yun smiled deeply, "If you don't take me in, I will be homeless today."

  嬴子衴子桴子桴嬴子桴塴, did not ask deeply, "I'll do it."

  You can never let a guest do it.

  She raised her hand and was about to pick up the flour in Fu Yunshen's hand, but because his body turned around at this time, her cold fingers accidentally touched the man's lips.

  The temperature burned two people at the same time.

  In the first time, Ying Zijin withdrew her hand, her expression remained the same, but her fingertips were still hot.

  The small kitchen is full of emerald agarwood on men.

   Taking advantage of her height, Fu Yunshen looked at her from above, with his eyebrows drooping, and his tone of voice was still cynical as usual: "My kid, why are you still doing it?"

  (End of this chapter)