The True Heiress Is an All-Powerful Bigshot - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: How Can You Compare With Ying Luwei?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Hearing this explanation, the clients were enlightened and hurriedly said, “Third Master can go ahead.”

If it weren’t for Jiang Moyuan, they wouldn’t even be able to reserve a seat in the Han Pavilion.

The secretary apologized again and left with Jiang Moyuan.

At this time, there were no other guests in the Han Pavilion, so the waiters were all waiting at the side.

The manager also saw this scene. He frowned and was about to step forward to stop him when he suddenly looked a little surprised. Then, he nodded silently and retreated.

Fu Yunshen retracted his gaze and asked, “Do you want more?”

The girl rejected, “No.”

“Be good. It’s not good for your health if you don’t eat enough.”

“I’m not going to eat anymore.”

Nie Chao was speechless.

The seventh young master was acting very abnormal today.

He was even forcing the girl to eat pig liver?

Seeing the resistance in the girl’s eyes, Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows slightly and drawled, “Are you really not going to eat it?”

Ying Zijin pushed the plate away. “I don’t like internal organs.”

These pig livers were indeed quite special. After eating twelve slices, she felt that the speed of blood production in her body had clearly increased. It was even more effective than her self-recovery.

However, she really disliked eating internal organs. This was already her limit.

“Then let the waiter wrap it up.” Fu Yunshen knocked on the table and said with a devilish smile, “Put it in the fridge and eat it tomorrow morning.”

“Pfft—” Nie Chao said, “Seventh Young Master, aren’t you afraid that the big shot will beat you up?”

“Huh?” Upon hearing this, Fu Yunshen looked up and said gently, “With how good I am to you, can you bear to hit me?”

Ying Zijin glanced at him and her eyes seemed to be filled with gentleness as she said slowly, “Yes, I can’t bear to.”

Fu Yunshen’s eyes narrowed, and his breath paused slightly. “Huh?”

Nie Chao was shocked.

He had misjudged her. He had originally thought that this little girl was reserved, but who would have thought that she would take the initiative to make advances on the seventh young master? How impressive.

At this moment, the bamboo curtain was suddenly pulled open. The excessive force pulled down the hanging wind chimes and they fell to the ground.

“Who is it? How dare you disturb me…” Nie Chao turned his head. When he saw the man in a black suit, the rest of his words were stuck in his throat and he suddenly coughed.

It was Jiang Moyuan?

What kind of coincidence was this?

He looked at Ying Zijin, only to see that the girl had already picked up a bowl of cinnamon and red date soup, as if she didn’t see Jiang Moyuan.

Her posture was relaxed and her arms were casually placed on the table. She didn’t look like a socialite, but she had a noble beauty that couldn’t be ignored, like a medieval princess from Continent O.

Jiang Moyuan looked down at the girl with an extremely high and mighty attitude as he said with displeasure, “You ran away from the hospital just to come here and hang out with these people?”

These words made Nie Chao angry, but he endured it and didn’t speak.

He couldn’t cause trouble for her.

“Ying Zijin, I don’t have time to discipline you.” Jiang Moyuan glanced at the watch on his wrist and said in an extremely cold tone, “You’re not worth my time, and I don’t care if you’re trying to ruin yourself. I just want to tell you…”

He paused for a moment, then his eyes revealed the fierceness that he only showed in the business world. “Don’t let Luwei worry. She’s not in good health. Go home now and give Luwei an explanation.”

The secretary also added tactfully, “I hope you stop pestering Third Master. Third Master is very busy and doesn’t have time to mess around with you.”

Could it be that Miss Ying thought that just because her surname was also Ying, she was on par with Miss Luwei?

She was just an adopted daughter. How could she compare to the top socialite in Hucheng?

The girl suddenly looked up.

Her face was breathtakingly beautiful.

The hazy mist in her almond-shaped eyes suddenly dissipated. After the mist dissipated, it revealed a cold and beautiful light.

“How interesting. I’ve already escaped all the way here, but Mr. Jiang chased after me and said that he wants to discipline me.” Ying Zijin propped herself up on her elbow and said with a calm expression, “Who’s pestering who?”

Her current tone was different from her usual timid and respectful tone. It was so cold that it was shocking.

Jiang Moyuan’s expression changed.

The secretary was also shocked and in disbelief.

In the past, Second Miss Ying had never dared to speak to Third Master like this.

Fu Yunshen suddenly laughed.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the person standing there with a charming look in his eyes, but he spoke in a cynical tone, “He’s just so-so. Little kid, why don’t you look at me instead?”

His tone was flippant, but it was obvious that he was protective of Ying Zijin.

Jiang Moyuan frowned.

Fu Yunshen was a playboy, but he was doted on by Old Master Fu.

The Jiang family was very powerful, but they were still a little inferior to the Fu family.

“Jiang Moyuan, I don’t care what’s wrong with you today.” Fu Yunshen tapped the table with his slender fingers and said with a smile, “I’m eating, so don’t disturb my appetite.”

Immediately, a waiter came forward and said, “Hello, Mr. Jiang. The table you reserved is here. Please don’t disturb other customers. Otherwise, you will be blacklisted by the Han Pavilion and can’t enter again.”

This sort of silent mockery dealt the biggest blow.

Jiang Moyuan pursed his lips tightly and his jaw tensed up. His expression was also ugly.

The Han Pavilion didn’t even give in to the families in the Imperial Capital, let alone the Jiang family.

This was the first time that he had no choice but to leave.

The secretary quickly followed sheepishly.

The surroundings returned to silence. The sound of flowing water mixed with the melodious sound of an ancient zither gave off a sense of serenity.

Nie Chao felt as if he had just watched an interesting show, and he wriggled around in excitement.

Fu Yunshen glanced at him and asked, “Has a snake possessed you?”

“Pfft, pfft, pfft.” Nie Chao immediately straightened his posture and said, “I just feel gratified now. Seventh Young Master, you and Miss Big Shot cooperated quite tacitly.”

Fu Yunshen ignored him. Instead, he said aloofly, “Shopping streets, Disneyland, and the aquarium are all suitable for children.”

Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows.

“That’s enough, Seventh Young Master. Your recommendations are all so commonplace.” Nie Chao said, “Miss Ying, let me tell you a place. I guarantee that few people have heard of it.”

He said mysteriously, “Do you know the location of the television tower?”

Ying Zijin nodded. “I know.”

“There’s an underground market there. It’s very fun. There’s stone gambling, divination, and even strange antiques.” Nie Chao was beaming with joy as he said, “Last time, someone used dozens of yuan to buy a Yuan Dynasty blue and white gourd-patterned bottle. It was such a good bargain.”

“Divination?” Ying Zijin cocked her head and perked up her ears to listen. “How does the divination work?”

“Sigh, it’s just playing tarot cards. Anyway, I don’t believe it.” Nie Chao waved his hand dismissively. “Miss Big Shot, if you want to play, I can bring you…”

Before he could finish, he was interrupted.

“Nie Chao.” Fu Yunshen said with a chuckle, “What nonsense are you talking about?”

“Yes, yes, yes, it’s nonsense!” Nie Chao shuddered as he said, “I’m talking nonsense. Miss Big Shot, don’t go.”

That’s right. The underground market was very chaotic and would only open after midnight. It was fine for the young masters to go and play, but young ladies shouldn’t.

If word got out, her reputation would become even worse and he would become a sinner.

Ying Zijin lowered her eyes and didn’t ask further.

Tarot cards. She’d forgotten she’d played them before.

However, did real tarot cards still exist on Earth?

Fu Yunshen tilted his head and asked with a smile. “Little kid, why are you staring at me?”

“Am I that good-looking?”