Chapter 442: 403 Regret, ISC Disqualification of Ying Yuexuan [1 Update]_2
Chapter 442: 403 Regret, ISC Disqualification of Ying Yuexuan [1 Update]_2
If there’s anyone in the entertainment industry who doesn’t have a persona yet manages to break it every day, it’s Qin Lingyu, and she’s the only one bold enough to do so.
She is rebellious, but the key is that her fans are very obedient.
When Qin Lingyu is free, she even selects a lucky fan on Weibo to check their homework.
“Drinking can certainly be bad for your health,” Yu Xuesheng said lightly with a smile, “but it also depends on one’s constitution.”
Hearing this, Qin Lingyu glanced at him but said nothing.
No wonder she felt danger the day she ran into this man at the program group.
Only those hunters high on the leaderboard would understand the terror of those ranked at the top.
Qin Lingyu had clashed with the Hypnotist, who was only ranked thirtieth, yet she had fallen into a hypnotic state.
Even though she woke up quickly, it proved that among all hunters, only the Hypnotist could hold a candle to the Poison Master.
Fu Yunshen didn’t join the conversation of the three. He helped Ying Zijin open a bottle of orange juice and then leaned back in his chair, silent.
“Have a candy.” Ying Zijin noticed his emotional fluctuation and took a fruit candy from her pocket, placing it in the man’s palm, “Lychee-flavored.”
Fu Yunshen’s thoughts returned, as he looked at the hard candy in his hand, his eyebrows raised and lips curved: “Little friend, are you treating me like your little brother?”
“That’s not it.” Ying Zijin yawned, resting her arm on the table, “Xiao Lan only eats lollipops.”
Fu Yunshen’s eyebrows rose even higher.
His expression relaxed, his long fingers tearing open the candy wrapper, his voice low, suppressing a laugh: “Bribing a future boyfriend, huh?”
Ying Zijin’s expression paused: “I never said that.”
At this moment, a knock on the door sounded.
“A gentleman is asking to see a Miss Ying,” said the waiter’s very polite voice outside, “May I know if this Miss Ying is here?”
Ying Zijin lifted her head, thought for a moment, then stood up: “I’ll go out and have a look.”
Fu Yunshen also stood up: “I’ll go with you.”
They went out one behind the other.
Down the steps outside the shop, Pei Tianyi was waiting nervously.
He had deliberately not let the waiter announce his name, precisely because he feared that Ying Zijin would not come out to meet him upon hearing it.
But the situation didn’t improve; the moment the girl saw him, she turned on her heels and walked back towards the shop.
“Wait!” Out of desperation, Pei Tianyi blurted out, “I want to ask you about the NOK forum, why did you accept my bounty in the first place?”
Fu Yunshen stopped in his tracks, contemplatively looking at Pei Tianyi, his tone rising: “Yaoyao?”
Ying Zijin finally turned back, her eyes indifferent and devoid of emotion: “Your bounty?”
“Those ancient English manuscripts,” Pei Tianyi said with a tense body, “I asked when I left the research base, and your ID is the Guide.”
Ying Zijin thought for a few seconds, then looked up: “I remember now.”
Pei Tianyi became even more nervous: “I…”
“So you’re the one with more money than sense,” Ying Zijin nodded slightly, “I didn’t know that was your bounty.”
She didn’t linger, turning around to leave.
His reply was wholly unexpected for Pei Tianyi.
His expression briefly registered shock, followed by a moment of paleness and embarrassment.
“Don’t flatter yourself,” Fu Yunshen said casually, his hand in his pocket, his demeanor indifferent, “You’re not that important.”
That sentence was a severe blow to Pei Tianyi.
He clenched his fists, lacking even the energy to retort, and left.
Fu Yunshen pressed a hand to his forehead, frustrated.
It proved that around his little friend, many people tended to get ahead of themselves.
He had to keep an eye on that.
**
Ying Yuexuan had been in the interrogation room for a full day and night.
During this time, someone specially brought her meals, but she was not allowed out.
As long as she could demonstrate her scientific research talent, even if the scientific community didn’t want her, there would be families in O continent willing to employ her. freewebnovel.cσ๓
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