The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 670

Chapter 670: 561 Help with the bath, the entire ancient medical field is begging for Boss Ying’s favor [1 more update]_2

"Too slow," Ying Zijin paused, "there’s so much that can’t be done."

"No need to rush," Fu Yunshen replied indifferently, "what’s meant to be will definitely come back."

After finishing the meal, Ying Zijin returned to the sofa to watch TV.

Fu Yunshen placed the bowls and chopsticks into the automatic dishwasher, "Need any help with anything else?"

Ying Zijin put down the Piggy Pillow, contemplating for a moment, "There is something."

Fu Yunshen nodded, "What is it?"

"Don’t want to move, help me take a bath."

There was a moment of silence in the living room.

Fu Yunshen’s first thought was that the Ji family’s villas were plentiful.

The one they were currently staying in was not the same set as Wen Fengmian’s and Wen Tinglan’s.

"Yaoyao," Fu Yunshen rubbed his forehead, smiling helplessly with a lowered voice, restraining himself, "Do you really understand what you’re saying?"

"I know, just a bath," Ying Zijin glanced at him, "Why do you have such a big reaction?"

Her abilities in Divine Calculation had been sealed since she suffered physical damage from calculating that mysterious location.

These past few days, she would definitely lie down if she did not need to sit up, and she indeed got lazy with other things whenever she could.

"Men and women should maintain a distance."

"Mhm, I know, that’s why I’m asking you, aren’t you my boyfriend?"

The girl’s voice was steady, but each word seemed to stir a flame at the tip of his heart.

In the end, Ying Zijin spoke as if deep in thought, "Don’t tell me, you hope I’ll ask someone else?"

Fu Yunshen completely conceded defeat.

He had no way to refute her words.

But if he were to bathe her, he would be the one tormented.

Fu Yunshen took a trip to the bathroom and came out a few minutes later, "The hot water is ready, there are towels, new ones. I’ll hand you the clothes, wash by yourself."

Ying Zijin reluctantly agreed, "Alright."

After a pause, she asked, "Does the scientific research company under the Venus Group have an automated bath machine?"

Fu Yunshen’s expression became slightly complex, "That’s for the elderly and disabled, Yaoyao you—"

"Get me a set," Ying Zijin changed into slippers and walked into the bathroom, her voice fading, "As long as it can help me bathe."

"..."

Fu Yunshen’s eyebrows rose as he picked up his phone and made a call to the Chief Financial Officer Ian, "Send me information on the automated bath machine."

"I manage finances, and I’ve become your errand boy!" Ian’s voice showed he was choked up with suppressed anger, but he had no choice but to comply, "Alright, bro, I’ll send it right away."

Soon, a file was sent to Fu Yunshen’s phone.

The information was introduced as follows.

Lie inside, press the switch, and the machine will automatically apply shampoo and shower gel for you, followed by rinsing and drying.

In addition to bathing, it can also perform SPA treatments.

Fully automatic service, enjoy the entire process, you deserve it.

Reading this introduction, Fu Yunshen fell silent.

So, besides being a means of transportation, he was now an automated bath machine.

**

The evening of December 31st.

The old homes of the Mu and Nie families were empty, as everyone had gone to watch the live version of the General Television Station’s New Year’s Eve gala.

Meng Qingxue had not heeded the Great Elder’s advice and had snuck out again.

But when she arrived at the Mu family mansion, she drew a blank.

There was no trace of Mu Heqing, not even Mu Cheng; only Steward Mu was there eating dinner with the other servants.

Since Mu Heqing had withdrawn, Meng Qingxue had been the one treating his illness, until later when it was cured by Ying Zijin.

This was known by everyone in the Mu family.

As Steward Mu managed the affairs of the Mu family, he naturally recognized Meng Qingxue and was surprised and mostly anxious, "Miss Meng?"

The last time Meng Qingxue suddenly started vomiting blood, it truly terrified Mu Heqing.

Fortunately, the Meng Family did not come looking.

Meng Qingxue was disappointed not to see the person she was looking for. She pursed her lips, "It’s nothing, you go ahead and eat. I’ll be leaving now."

Steward Mu didn’t dare to have any contact with Meng Qingxue and watched her leave.

"Miss, you should head back," the guard said, glancing at the sky, "It’s going to snow, and you can’t withstand the cold."

Turning her head, Meng Qingxue found herself staring at a large screen across the street.

On the big screen was the live broadcast of the General Television Station’s New Year’s Eve gala,