The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 412 - 383 This is Ying Zijins voice she likes him 1 more

Chapter 412: 383 This is Ying Zijin’s voice, she likes him [1 more] _2

Chapter 412: 383 This is Ying Zijin’s voice, she likes him [1 more] _2

“You guys go ahead and eat,” Ying Zhenting glanced at the time, “I’ll stay with Mom.”

**

The next day.

Verdant Middle School.

Coming into March, a countdown calendar had been hung next to the blackboard in each third-year high school classroom.

The college entrance examination was less than a hundred days away.

Class 19 had also cut down on many extracurricular activities and started to seriously practice test questions.

Without having to teach these silly kids, Zijin found herself with some rare free time.

Leaning her head on her hand, she was chatting with Ling Mianxi.

[Yingying, I feel like breaking his legs [smile]]

[Image]

The image showed a screenshot of Ling Mianxi and Nie Yi’s conversation, just two lines.

[Ling Mianxi]: Little Yiyi, I feel like vomiting after eating, what should I do [cracking up]

[Nie Yi]: Why do you feel like vomiting? Didn’t you eat?

After finishing reading, Zijin: “…”

She pondered for a moment, then leisurely copied Ling Mianxi’s first sentence, changed the name, and sent it to Fu Yunshen.

He always responded to her messages quickly.

[In the right side pocket of your bag, there is a white medicine box, inside are Digestive Tablets, take two first, then have a classmate accompany you to the infirmary to check. If it really doesn’t get better, I’ll come pick you up later, let your brother know if you’re feeling unwell.]

A white medicine box?

Zijin took out her bag from the drawer, unzipped it, and indeed saw a white medicine box.

Inside, besides the Digestive Tablets, there was also Agastache Rugosa Water and some other daily medications, even thoughtfully including a few Crystal Candies.

She didn’t even remember putting such things in her backpack.

Who had put it there was self-evident.

Zijin fell slightly silent.

She truly hadn’t expected that Fu Yunshen would be so considerate to think of all that.

Without comparisons, there are no injuries.

Even though it wasn’t necessary, Zijin still took out two Digestive Tablets and ate them.

“Daddy Ying, have you recently been struck by the Red Luan stars? Have you taken a liking to someone?” asked Xiu Yu after finishing a set of chemistry problems. “You seem to be in a good mood, and you’re energized.”

Xiu Yu would never forget the first time he saw Zijin.

The girl’s features were beautifully serene and captivating.

But her gaze was indifferent as cool spring water, so calm that not a ripple stirred, as if nothing and no one could touch her heart.

It wasn’t coldness, but an absence of emotion.

Zijin paused her drinking, “What does it feel like to like someone?”

“Come on, come on, Sister Yu’s class is starting,” Xiu Yu immediately put down the problems in his hands. “Daddy Ying, let me ask you a few questions. Do you like being alone with him?”

Zijin thought for a moment and then nodded, “Mhm.”

“When he is sick or hurt, do you worry a lot?”

“Mhm.”

“Do you enjoy talking to him?”

“Mhm.”

“No matter what others think of him, do you think he’s the best?”

“Mhm.”

“His happiness makes you happy, and if he’s down, do you feel the same?”

Upon hearing this question, Zijin fell silent.

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She recalled the time she went up the mountain and saw Fu Yunshen kneeling in front of an unmarked tombstone in a downpour, her heart seemingly touched by something.

At that moment, she too was infected by that sadness.

Even if there had been no will from Old Master Fu, she would have kept an eye on Fu Yunshen.

After a pause, she finally nodded, “Mhm.”

Xiu Yu continued, “And if he gets along well with someone else, would you be jealous?”

Zijin put down her cup, “What does jealousy feel like?”

“That, I’ve never experienced either,” Xiu Yu stroked his chin, “it’s probably a feeling of discomfort in your heart. Anyway, whoever dares to make me jealous, I’ll slap them to death.”

After a long pause, Zijin finally spoke, “There is.”

The conversation ended with a hint of hesitation, “If all these match, does it mean I have feelings for him?”

Xiu Yu was shocked this time.

First, she looked around cautiously, making sure everyone else was buried in their work, then she lowered her voice to ask, “Who, who, who? Which pig has run off with our family’s cabbage?”

There were quite a few boys at Verdant Middle School who liked Ying Zijin, enough to form more than a dozen soccer teams for the World Cup.

Although the boys who had confessed were all rejected, they had a private agreement that if anyone actually managed to succeed, they would have to let the other rejected brothers beat him up.

How many beatings would that entail?

Ying Zijin didn’t hide anything, leaning lazily by the window, “You’ll see him in a bit.”

Xiu Yu was even more alarmed, “Is it really Seventh Young Master Fu?”

Basically, every day, Fu Yunshen would drive to pick up Ying Zijin from school.

But on second thought, it made sense.

Aside from Fu Yunshen, there really was no second candidate.

Having seen such a man, all others seem barely noteworthy.

Ying Zijin yawned, her phoenix eyes hazy, “If what you describe is the feeling of liking someone, then I guess that’s it.”

“Does he like you, then?” Xiu Yu started to gossip, “I think he definitely has a thing for you!”

“Don’t know,” Ying Zijin mused, “I don’t feel anything.”

“Anyway, no matter what, I bet all those socialites are regretting it now,” Xiu Yu couldn’t help but take delight in their misfortune, “If they’d known that Seventh Young Master Fu had such a powerful background and was so wealthy, they wouldn’t have given him the cold shoulder at the beginning.”

Unfortunately, there’s no medicine for regret in this world.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Xiu Yu immediately packed her bag and followed Ying Zijin out.

Jiang Ran wanted to follow, but she threw a stack of “Five-Year College Entrance Examination, Three-Year Simulation” tests at him.

Outside the school gates, there was a busy crowd, and the street vendors had also come out.

Stopping in front of the school monument, Ying Zijin paused, her tone revealing no particular emotion, “Look, he’s pampering a dog.”

Xiu Yu followed her gaze and saw.

A man dressed in a black shirt was half-squatting, slightly bending over.

His long fingers were petting the dog’s head while his other hand held a sausage, feeding the little dog.

The gentleness of his actions was hard to imagine.

Xiu Yu recognized this dog.

It was a guide dog, and its owner was a resident nearby.

The owner had passed away a while ago, but the guide dog still lingered around following the paths its owner had traveled.

Students from Verdant would encounter it and feed it every day.

Xiu Yu cleared her throat lightly, “This proves he’s kind-hearted, and kind-hearted men are the most charming.”

“The problem is—” Ying Zijin bought a cup of milk tea, languid, “he also pets my head the same way.”

Xiu Yu: “…”

Man, you are so dead.

The two of them walked over.

Fu Yunshen had just finished feeding the guide dog.

He stood up and wiped his hands before taking the book bag from the girl, “How do you want to handle your coming-of-age ceremony?”

Reminded this way, Xiu Yu also remembered, “Oh right, Daddy Ying, you’re about to become an adult, but the school also has a coming-of-age ceremony, it’s held together.”

In Hua Country, the coming-of-age ceremony has always been taken very seriously from ancient times to the present.

Ying Zijin didn’t care much, shaking her head slightly, “Whatever, I’m fine with anything.”

“How can that be?” Fu Yunshen’s eyebrows raised, “Our Yaoyao’s coming-of-age ceremony must not be taken lightly. It has to be the best.”

Hearing this, Ying Zijin glanced at him but didn’t respond, moving forward.

Fu Yunshen naturally could feel the change in her mood.

Remembering that WeChat message, he fell one step behind and asked Xiu Yu, “Is Yaoyao still feeling upset because of an upset stomach, or did something else happen at school?”

Xiu Yu spoke faintly, “No, it’s because you were just petting a dog’s head.”

“…”

**

In the evening.

After leaving First Hospital, Ying Zhenting didn’t return to the Ying Family home but made a special call to Zhong Manhua, claiming he had to handle company matters.

He circled around several streets and headed to the suburbs.

There was a coffee shop with private rooms, and there weren’t many people at this time of day.

After checking his surroundings, Ying Zhenting entered and walked to a private room, knocking on the door.

A voice came from inside; “Come in, there’s no one else.”

Ying Zhenting pushed the door and went inside.