The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 330

Chapter 330: 319 Defying the Heavens, Boss Ying! Spoils her【2 more】

Until their foreheads touched, the distance between the two of them was less than an inch.

Their breaths intertwined, light and shallow.

The wind was a bit cold, and instinctively, Ying Zijin rolled closer into his embrace, resting against his chest.

Fu Yunshen held her even tighter.

He chuckled softly, his voice warm and spreading slowly in the wind.

“Good night, kid.”

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He held her as he escorted her up the stairs, only putting her down when they reached the door.

Wen Fengmian had been waiting at home all along, and as soon as he heard the doorbell, he hurried to open the door.

Fu Yunshen steadied Ying Zijin’s shoulders and nodded slightly: “Uncle.”

“This child,” Wen Fengmian sighed, clearly worried, “truly doesn’t give peace of mind.”

Luckily, it was Fu Yunshen who came to pick her up; if it had been someone else, with her sleeping like this, she might very well have been sold off one of these days.

“Uncle, I’ll be going now,” Fu Yunshen said. “When she wakes up in the morning, have her drink a cup of light saltwater to detox.”

“Alright,” Wen Fengmian nodded. “Be careful on your way.”

**

Fu Yunshen came down from upstairs.

He didn’t leave but turned his head to look at the clump of trees on the right: “Stop hiding; come out.”

Indeed, a figure emerged from behind, it was Nie Chao.

“Seventh Young Master, you’re really a beast!” After witnessing everything, Nie Chao was even more appalled, “How can you do this, after having taken care of Boss Ying for almost a year? You actually had the heart to touch her, shameless!”

If it weren’t for his fear of Fu Yunshen, he would definitely have gone up, woken Ying Zijin, and told her that there was a beast taking advantage of her.

Fu Yunshen turned his head, glanced at him with a smirk that seemed to see right through him, and said with a smile, “Get in the car.”

Nie Chao felt as though he had received a deadly stare, and shivering, he got into the car: “Bro, are you going to kill me to shut me up?”

Fu Yunshen didn’t say much, leaving the driver’s seat: “You drive.”

“Huh? Why? Did you drink?”

“Tired.”

“…”

Reluctantly, Nie Chao started the car: “You really are prioritizing romance over friendship now.”

“You’re overthinking it,” Fu Yunshen quipped, lifting his eyelids, “I’ve never prioritized you.”

“…”

Given up on arguing, Nie Chao asked, “Going back to your apartment? Or somewhere else?”

Fu Yunshen replied indifferently, “To Starry Sky Bar.”

Nie Chao knew where the bar was, located in the underground marketplace.

In the middle of the night, Starry Sky Bar was crowded with people, but compared to other bars, it was still relatively quiet.

As soon as Fu Yunshen entered, he attracted attention.

He was the kind of man women would like.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long and sturdy legs.

A woman couldn’t restrain herself and approached him.

With a flirtatious smile and a drink in hand, she enticed him: “Mister, want to have some fun?”

Fu Yunshen didn’t look up; his peach blossom eyes were devoid of warmth, and he uttered just one word: “Scram.”

Without a shred of mercy.

The woman’s smile stiffened, her face burning with shame, and she hurried away, no longer daring to flirt.

Nie Chao clicked his tongue: “Indeed, only for Boss Ying you’re not so sharp-tongued.”

It was only after he found out Fu Yunshen was part of the Venus Group’s upper echelon that he belatedly realized something was off.

Damn it, it seemed like he was the only true wastrel, the kind with neither learning nor skills.

“Seventh Young Master, you’re not playing fair,” Nie Chao complained plaintively. “We agreed to be wastrels together, but you went behind my back to set up a business and start a family.”

“Hmm, set up a business, yes, just missing starting a family,” Fu Yunshen said, reclining on the couch lazily, “I have a task for you.”

Nie Chao took a sip of his drink, perking up his ears, “What’s that?”

“I’m going to be a bit busy recently. If you notice any suspicious men around my little friend⁠—” Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes lifted, “like Jiang Moyuan, for instance, remember to tell me.”

“…”

**

The next morning, bright and early.

Professor Herwen went out on his own.

Pei Tianyi made sure all his bodyguards were around and didn’t follow.

He visited Verdant again to bring Ying Yuexuan some items.

At noon, when Pei Tianyi was about to invite Ying Yuexuan to lunch again, he received an urgent phone call.

“Tianyi, something’s happened.” The caller was a teacher from his team, “Professor Herwen is missing!”

Pei Tianyi’s expression changed: “What happened? What about the bodyguards?”

The bodyguards accompanying Professor Herwen were elites brought from Oceania, the cream of the crop.

The teacher nodded and hurried off to make the call. _{frёewebηovel.cѳm}