The True Heiress Is an All-Powerful Bigshot - Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Ancient Continent O (1)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Nie Chao was dumbfounded once again. “???”

What?

Did he mishear?

After adding the word ‘ancient’ in front of Continent O, the meaning had completely changed.

That was the famous Continent O that existed from the 14th to 16th century. Because of an ideological and cultural movement, countless famous figures appeared in literature, art, music, and other fields. Continent O had also gone from decline to prosperity.

There were many royal families in Continent O, but most of them no longer existed. Now, there were still ten royal families left and the etiquette of each royal family was different.

It was just an ordinary sitting posture and he didn’t notice anything special about it. How could it be the etiquette of Continent O’s royal family?

However, Nie Chao didn’t doubt Fu Yunshen’s words.

This was because this young master had told him that if he wanted to be a successful silkpants, the prerequisite was to be knowledgeable about everything.

Nie Chao felt that there was something wrong with these words, but he couldn’t figure it out, so he could only humbly accept it.

It wasn’t surprising that the number one profligate son in Hucheng knew the etiquette of Continent O’s royal family, but this little girl from the Ying family also did?

Ying Zijin opened her eyes, her expression unchanged.

She shifted her position and sat with her chin propped on her hand as she said aloofly, “I’ve read books related to this subject.”

Fu Yunshen leaned back and said with a smile, “Your interest is quite different from that of ordinary children.”

Ying Zijin didn’t respond.

In less than ten minutes, all the dishes were served.

There were no single rooms in the Han Pavilion. Every table was separated by a green curtain. There was an incense burner beside the table, and different incense sticks were placed according to the customers’ preferences.

There were also small stone bridges and flowing water at the side, displaying an ancient architectural style.

Ying Zijin tilted her head, her eyes flickering.

Osmanthus, rosemary, agarwood, lavender, sandalwood… These were all herbs that could calm one’s mind. Clearly, they had been specifically prepared.

In just a short while, she felt much better.

Ying Zijin lowered her eyes.

The first time she came to Earth was in the mid-15th century.

She didn’t expect that she would come to Earth again. After all, she was a person who was about to die. It wasn’t easy for her to come back to life.

Because her injuries were so serious that her soul was completely shattered, her consciousness had been dormant for nearly 17 years. She only woke up today. When she woke up, she realized that her situation was quite dismal.

The prolonged anemia made this body very weak, as if it was riddled with holes and would shatter with a single touch.

She needed a large amount of jade and medicinal herbs to recover her vitality and blood.

But she was short of money.

In the past, she had saved up a lot of gold in Continent O. After so many years, the bank should have closed down already. She wondered if her gold was still there.

Ying Zijin thought for a moment and asked, “Is there anything fun to do in Hucheng?”

“There’s a lot.” Drunk, Nie Chao burped and said. “You’ve been here for so long, but you haven’t gone out to have some fun?”

“For a blood bank, there’s no such thing as freedom.”

Nie Chao was rendered speechless once again.

“Little kid, drink this.” Fu Yunshen handed the girl a bowl of longan red date soup. After seeing her drink it, he nestled in the bamboo chair and asked, “How many times has Ying Luwei been injured in the past year?”

Nie Chao froze for a moment. After he did some calculations, he said, “She’s been to the hospital no less than ten times.”

Even he was shocked when he heard this number.

Everyone in Hucheng knew that Ying Luwei had hemophilia, so the socialites and young masters were careful around her and protected her.

She was also Jiang Moyuan’s fiancée. She was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting and was loved by all the elders of the four noble families.

They didn’t even dare to touch her, so how could they let her get injured so many times?

Nie Chao probed, “Don’t tell me you’ve donated blood to her just as many times…”

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he didn’t finish them.

Who could withstand more than ten blood transfusions?

After Ying Zijin slowly finished the cinnamon and red date soup, she narrowed her eyes and said indifferently, “It’s more than that.”

The vitality of this body had been exhausted when she woke up. Now, she had only barely recovered a little, so it could be seen how weak she was.

“Yes, it’s quite impressive.” After Fu Yunshen handed the girl a tissue, he chuckled and said gently, “It’s enough for her to appear in the Guinness World Records.”

Nie Chao broke out in cold sweat again.

He had known Fu Yunshen since he was young and knew his temper very well.

Whenever this young master spoke in such a gentle tone, it meant that he was really angry.

But so what?

The Ying family had taken in an adopted daughter and provided her with good living conditions. Wasn’t it all for the sake of her blood?

They had long been used to the dark side of wealthy families. There were things even more despicable than this.

After Nie Chao sighed, he summoned a waiter and said, “Eat more. The seventh young master is right. You have to replenish your blood.”

Ying Zijin looked at the plate that had been filled with pig liver again after she had finally finished eating it. “…”

**

At this moment, the carved wooden door of the Han Pavilion opened again.

Footsteps sounded as a group of people walked in.

The leader was a man. He was tall and handsome, and his legs looked long and sturdy under his black suit pants.

His expression was cold and he exuded a distant nobility, but he also had the charm of a mature man.

Even the attendants of the Han Pavilion couldn’t help but tense up when they saw who it was.

Everyone in Hucheng recognized this face.

He was the third master of the Jiang family, Jiang Moyuan.

As the heir of one of the four noble families, he had looks, status, and power.

He was the man that all the socialites in Hucheng wanted to marry.

The manager stepped forward and said respectfully, “President Jiang, the seat you reserved is here. Please follow me.”

Jiang Moyuan nodded and walked in.

However, at this moment, the secretary behind him suddenly stepped forward and said in a low voice, “Third Master.”

With that, he pointed in a direction.

Jiang Moyuan frowned, but he still turned around and looked in the direction the secretary was pointing at. Then, his expression suddenly darkened.

A thin girl sat on the bamboo chair with her head tilted. It was unknown what had happened, but her expression was full of resistance.

He recognized the person sitting next to her.

Fu Yunshen.

That young master of the Fu family had an extraordinarily bad reputation.

Even after he was sent overseas for three years, he didn’t seem to have improved at all.

Jiang Moyuan seemed to have thought of something, and his frown deepened. Then, he strode away, leaving the few people behind him looking at each other in dismay.

These people were all clients of the Jiang Group, so they knew Jiang Moyuan’s personality.

Third Master Jiang of Hucheng rarely showed his emotions, so what could have possibly made his expression change so drastically?

“Third Master has gone to discipline a disobedient junior. He will be back later,” the secretary said apologetically. “Please take a seat first.”