Chapter 19: 017 How are you planning to thank your brother?
Editor: Henyee Translations
The sunlight suddenly fluttered down, casting its glow on his ethereal and extraordinarily handsome face.
Just like the Radiant Morning Star.
Ying Zijin rarelly faltered.
After a moment, her gaze drew inward, and she slightly furrowed her brows, wondering why such a comparison came to her mind.
It shouldn’t have.
“Seventh… Seventh Young Master…” Lu Zhi’s body was stiff as she forced a smile, “Why didn’t you say you were coming in advance?”
Fu Yunshen, however, paid no attention, he lazily straightened his body, curling his lips with a smile, “What a coincidence, kid.”
Ying Zijin snapped back to reality and looked up.
At that moment, the man was slightly leaning forward, with a faint scent of Jade and Agarwood spreading from his collar, intertwining with his breath in an enthralling manner.
His peach blossom eyes were deep and passionate, always gentle.
When he seriously looked at someone, he could almost drown them in his gaze.
“Thank…” She just began to speak when he interrupted her, “Big brother doesn’t want to hear those two words again.”
Fu Yunshen patted her head, dragging out his tone, “We have known each other for so long, no need for such politeness.”
Ying Zijin’s expression paused, “…”
If you counted by a 24-hour day, it hadn’t even been a whole day.
She looked at him, but still didn’t make a fuss about his self-proclaimed title or her own actions.
Forget it, if he was good to her, then she would just let him be.
Meanwhile, Lu Zhi’s complexion turned even paler.
What was going on?
Since when did the Ying Family’s foster daughter get involved with the Fu Family’s Seventh Young Master?
Not to mention the Lu Family, even the Ying Family had to show respect to the Fu Family.
Lu Zhi bit her lip, recalling the man’s earlier words, and panic surged in her heart.
Just then, Fu Yunshen finally glanced at her, his tone nonchalant, “Five hundred thousand, is the Lu Family that short on money?”
Lu Zhi was startled, unsure of how to respond.
As she hesitated, Fu Yunshen picked up his phone and made a call.
At the same time, in a villa area several streets away from Zhongshan South Road.
Mr. Lu was leisurely drinking tea and reading the newspaper at home when his phone suddenly rang.
He didn’t intend to answer it, but upon seeing the number he was surprised and hastily took the call, “Seventh Young Master, what can I do for you?”
The Lu Family had recently secured a large contract, for which the Fu Family was the person in charge and on whom they still relied.
The moment he answered the call, the first thing he heard from the other end was, “I hear the Lu Family is quite short on money.”
Mr. Lu was stunned, not yet comprehending.
Then the second sentence arrived.
“Afraid you might incur losses, it might be better to let go of that contract in the Northern Region.”
The man spoke casually, his voice still carrying a smile, showing no clear emotions, but there was an immense pressure to his words.
In the store, Lu Zhi also heard it, her eyes suddenly widening, she cried out, “Seventh Young Master, you can’t…”
Fu Yunshen hung up the phone and turned his head, “Hmm?”
Lu Zhi’s limbs turned icy, and her lips quivered fiercely.
She could never have imagined that her attempt to teach the Ying Family’s foster daughter a lesson would cause the Lu Family to lose a contract worth millions.
The Lu Family wasn’t a major wealthy family, and losing millions was a significant blow to them.
Lu Zhi was at a loss for words, only able to look at the girl with clenched teeth.
It was all her fault!
If it weren’t for her insistence on coming here to buy medicine, the Lu Family wouldn’t have suffered this unwarranted disaster.
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