The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112: 109 Provoking Boss Ying Ends Badly [3 Updates]

Fu Yunshen’s eyelashes trembled slightly as he was about to get up.

But the strength of that hand was surprisingly strong, preventing him from moving.

Ying Zijin raised her head, glanced at him, and said three words, “Don’t move.”

She bowed her head again, still holding the silver needles, the tips darting between several acupoints.

It was as if she wasn’t holding a person, but a piece of embroidery.

“Kid…” Fu Yunshen’s brows quirked upward, the tail of his voice curling into a smile, “Isn’t this openly taking advantage?”

No sooner had he finished speaking than another silver needle fell, penetrating another acupoint on his body.

The force was noticeably stronger than before.

Fu Yunshen hissed lightly and fell silent.

He truly believed that if he said anything else, their little kid might very well send him off with a needle.

Utterly merciless, looking at faces doesn’t help.

As time ticked by, Fu Yunshen’s body gradually relaxed from its initial tension.

A moment later, he lowered his gaze.

They were both sitting on the ground, but the height difference was almost as much as when standing.

The girl’s head only reached his chin, and during the acupuncture, her soft hair occasionally brushed across his face.

From this angle, Fu Yunshen could see her long, delicate lashes and her creamy skin.

Almost transparent, tinged with a faint gleam, irresistibly captivating.

Despite the layers of clothes, a clear warmth was transmitted.

Her hands were icy, with a coolness at her fingertips.

Fu Yunshen’s hand moved slightly, and eventually, he raised it, tucking her hanging hair behind her ear.

He coughed softly, swallowing the faint, sweet taste rising in his throat.

He had intentionally taken that bullet.

In the past, this was a common occurrence, just a quick bandage, and at worst, he would faint for a few hours and then wake up.

Being alone was something he had grown accustomed to.

This was the first time, though, that someone appeared at this moment to treat him.

Fu Yunshen suddenly smiled.

After completely stopping the bleeding, Ying Zijin took out a clean bandage, removed the blood-soaked one, and wrapped him again.

She knew he would be here but didn’t understand why he was alone.

She also sensed his strength; otherwise, she wouldn’t have interacted with him for so long, unable to discern his deeper information.

That was the strangest part.

However, Ying Zijin didn’t ask further questions, nor did she care about these things.

A few dozen seconds later, she let go of him.

Her voice was clear and even, with not the slightest fluctuation, “Done.”

Fu Yunshen braced himself on the ground, preparing to stand up on his own.

But that cool hand pressed on his arm again, helping him up.

She supported him with half her body.

Like she was assisting an elderly person.

Realizing this, Fu Yunshen steadied himself against the wall, straightened his back, still in a languid manner, “Kid, your brother here isn’t so frail that he can’t walk this little distance.”

He wasn’t lying; his self-healing ability was indeed strong, far surpassing that of an ordinary person.

From the customs to now, his wound had healed quite a bit.

By tomorrow, it would be completely healed, leaving not even a scar.

That’s why he chose to get injured.

Ying Zijin paused for a moment, but still let go of him.

Fu Yunshen didn’t ask why she had returned at this time; he coughed a few times, turned his head, “Yaoyao, you… have nothing to say?”

“Hmm.” Ying Zijin looked at him, nodded, “Feels good.”

“…”

Fu Yunshen was used to her surprising him with her calm comments, his brow raised, “Kid, has anyone told you that a man’s waist shouldn’t be touched carelessly?”

Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin yawned, sleepy and dismissively replied, “If touched, would you become a beast?”

“…”

The conversation just couldn’t continue.

Their little kid really wasn’t like most girls.

“Let’s go, kid.” Fu Yunshen ruffled her hair, “Thank you for today.”

**

Because the Gun God Ranking’s seventh-place holder died in Shanghai City under mysterious circumstances, at least for the short term, no hunter would set foot on this land.

All was calm.

Ying Zijin didn’t let Fu Yunshen go back to his bachelor pad, simply hosting him once again.

It’s just that they returned so late that even though they both concealed their presence and made no sound with their footsteps,

it just so happened that they ran into Wen Tinglan, who was up for a nighttime bathroom trip.