The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41: 039 Hello little one, have some candy

“…”

Jiang Ran began to doubt his hearing for the first time.

His followers even uttered a “holy shit.”

Did this girl really want to fight with Brother Ran?

Didn’t they know that Brother Ran even took first place in the citywide Taekwondo competition last year?

“No way, transfer student—” Jiang Ran licked his lips, “Are you serious?”

Ying Zijin yawned, “Mhm, after the fight, I want to sleep.”

His followers were silenced for the second time.

“This seems like a provocation to Brother Ran, right?”

“Be confident, remove the seems.”

“Alright then.” Jiang Ran laughed and tossed his school jacket to a follower, “I’ll fight you, but don’t cry later.”

**

Three minutes later.

Jiang Ran lay on the ground, staring expressionlessly at the ceiling, suffering the first huge blow of his smooth-sailing life.

Next to him, Ying Zijin picked up her backpack from the ground, stepped over him, and walked inside.

No one dared to block her.

His followers watched as the girl walked to an empty seat unhurriedly, took out a pillow from her backpack, plopped it down on the desk, and crashed, covering herself with a blanket.

“…”

She came prepared with all the gear.

“Does this count as Brother Ran failing to kick someone out?”

“Did you see her moves just now? I bet she wasn’t even trying hard.”

“To be honest, it was kind of cool.”

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, who would believe that Jiang Ran had been beaten by a girl?

“It’s okay, Brother Ran.” His followers consoled, “If you can’t handle it, there’s still Sister Yu. I’m calling her now, she’ll come back and surely kick her out.”

“Don’t worry, Brother Ran, what you can’t do, Sister Yu can.”

Jiang Ran gritted his teeth: “Scram!”

His followers scampered off swiftly.

One of them was on his phone in a rush, “Sister Yu, you have to come back, something terrible has happened…”

**

Ying Zijin slept straight through to the middle of the day.

The classroom was deserted, everyone had left, and the principal had specially canceled a class for Class 19 today, fearing even the teachers might become collateral damage.

She rubbed her head, turned on her phone, and saw a message that had come in five minutes earlier on the lock screen.

[Kid, come out for lunch, Big Brother is waiting for you at the school gate.]

She was silent for a second, grabbed her coat, and walked out.

The school gate was bustling with people.

There are many street food stalls around Verdant, and at this time, students were buying lunch.

Only the offspring of wealthy families from Shanghai City would have someone deliver meals to them.

The man was standing in front of the school monument, leaning against a tree.

He was tilting his head, engrossed in his phone.

Although he looked lazy and indifferent, he attracted many passersby to pause and linger.

A woman approached him seductively, “Hello.”

Fu Yunshen glanced up, the faint smile in his eyes instantly vanishing.

The woman tucked her hair behind her ear, demurely saying, “Could I have your WeChat details?”

“Hmm, I have a kid at home that needs taking care of, if you don’t mind being a stepmom—” Fu Yunshen was amused, “Then, sure.”

The woman’s face turned green, and she turned on her heel and left, cursing “Psycho!”

Fu Yunshen put away his phone, turned his head, and saw the girl buying a candied haw, eating as she walked towards him.

Docile and soft.

He suddenly smiled and waved his hand, “Yaoyao, over here.”

Ying Zijin had already seen him. She approached and handed him another stick of candied haw she was holding.

Fu Yunshen hesitated, “You eat it, I don’t like sweets.”

The hand promptly retracted, as if just being polite for a moment.

“…” Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrow, “Eating so much, aren’t you afraid of gaining weight?”

“Oh.” Ying Zijin chewed on the hawthorn slowly, “I run ten kilometers every day.”

Though responsible for taking care of the elderly, she couldn’t let her physical fitness fall behind.

Fu Yunshen casually looked up, “How’s the new class?”

“Pretty fun.”

A bunch of silly kids full of joy, far more relaxed than the Elite Class.