The girl wears a baseball cap, white short-sleeves, and dark blue jeans.

The legs are long and straight, and the skin is as white as jade, almost completely transparent.

It is the most common outfit on the street, but she still has an attractiveness that makes people notice her at a glance.

The girl was not wearing sunglasses or a mask, and she was coming towards her. Mu Chenzhou could naturally see clearly.

That was an extremely stunning face.

Mu Chenzhou frowned.

Why did Ying Zijin also come to the imperial capital when he returned to the capital?

The Ying family has no relatives in the imperial capital, so what is Ying Zijin doing?

Mrs. Mu noticed the change in his expression, turned her head and followed his gaze: "What's wrong?"

She also saw the girl, but Mrs. Mu had long forgotten who Ying Zijin was.

She never remembers unimportant people.

"I saw someone I knew." Mu Chenzhou said, "Mom, I'm going to say hello."

After saying that, he walked forward with a very polite, polite and distant attitude: "Miss Ying, we meet again, what do you want to do in the capital?"

However, the girl did not answer.

She didn't even look at him, as if she didn't know him at all.

It was as if she didn't hear what he said and just walked past him.

Mu Chenzhou's hand froze in mid-air, neither pulling it up nor lifting it up, and his expression was awkward for a moment.

"Who is this?" Mrs. Mu's face darkened, "You say hello to her, why does she ignore you?"

Even the daughters of the Nie family and the Xiu family did not look at Mu Chenzhou like this.

"Ying Zijin." Mu Chenzhou sighed, a little helpless, "Probably still angry about the auction that day."

He was really reminding her.

If he didn't speak out in advance, the Meng family's methods would be even more cruel.

How does Ying Zijin respond?

It's a pity that she thinks she has enough confidence because of Fu Yunshen's presence.

Mrs. Mu thought for a few seconds before she suddenly realized: "It turns out to be her."

After a pause, she said calmly: "There are many good-looking people. The most important thing for you now is to pass the assessment. When you become the true heir of the Mu family, even some foreign families will send out marriage invitations. There is no need.

A waste of attention on an adopted daughter.”

It's just that Ying Zijin's face really attracts men.

Not to mention men, women will also feel moved after seeing it

Mrs. Mu also had to remind Mu Chenzhou, for fear that he would fall into it.

As for what Ying Zijin did in the imperial capital, it had nothing to do with them.

"She won't be responsible for your assessment." Mrs. Mu added, "We have to go to the Meng family soon."

**

Fu family.

After Mr. Fu finished dinner, he went out.

After his health recovers, he often goes out for walks.

However, he still likes to play chess with Mr. Zhong the most.

Even though Mr. Zhong likes to gamble with him, he still enjoys it.

There are not many left of their generation.

When Mr. Ying and Mr. Jiang were still there, they could still play mahjong together.

Now, all I can do is play chess.

After Zhong Zhiwan went abroad, the Zhong family became quite empty, so Mr. Fu just stayed here for a few days.

Mr. Zhong had already laid out the chessboard. When he saw him coming, he waved: "Old man Fu, come and sit down. Let's see how I kill you, leaving nothing behind."

Mr. Fu clasped his hands behind his back and sat down slowly: "It's not yet certain who will kill whom."

The two of them played Go.

Mr. Fu chose the black piece. After he picked up the first chess piece, he didn't play it for a long time.

After a while, he said: "Old man Zhong, it's been a few months, and I really can't believe that I can be so healthy and play chess with you here."

In fact, Mr. Fu has always known that what he had was not a disease, but a poison.

This poison will not kill him immediately, but it will corrode his body every day and shorten his lifespan.

Even he himself didn't think that he could last for twenty years.

Mr. Fu was silent for a moment, then smiled: "I don't know how long I can live."

"Go, go, go." Mr. Zhong didn't like hearing it anymore, "Don't say such depressing words at night, you are only eighty-five, and you can live for at least twenty years."

"I'm serious." Mr. Fu said while playing chess, "You have a strong body and will definitely live longer than me. When I'm gone, please help me take care of Yun Shen."

"Who cares about your brat?" Mr. Zhong snorted, and when he was about to say something else, his cell phone rang.

When he saw it, he was happy.

"Hey, Zijin made a video call to me. Old Man Fu, please come and take a look too."

As soon as he heard this name, Mr. Fu's ears perked up.

He pretended to be invited and sat down next to Mr. Zhong.

The girl's voice was cold: "Grandpa."

She paused: "Grandpa Fu is here too?"

Mr. Fu sat up straight: "Hey, yes, Zijin, I came to play chess with your grandfather."

"Go ahead, I'm just letting you look." Mr. Zhong took the phone away dissatisfied, "Zijin, how are you doing in the Imperial Capital?"

He asked many questions, and Ying Zijin answered them all.

"Isn't my granddaughter great?" Mr. Zhong showed off while chatting via video. "She went to participate in an international competition called ISC. There are only six places in the entire country of China."

Mr. Fu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Mr. Zhong, your granddaughter is really amazing."

What he was thinking in his mind was: Nonsense, is the granddaughter-in-law I am attracted to great?

Of course, Mr. Fu still didn't say this.

Mr. Zhong didn’t know what Mr. Fu had in mind, and he was very happy to be praised: "My IQ is not high, but my granddaughter is. Mr. Fu, are you jealous?"

Mr. Fu nodded again: "Jealous, jealous."

What he was thinking in his heart was: he was not jealous at all, she would be his grandson-in-law sooner or later.

"But your stinky boy can't do it." Mr. Zhong said proudly, "Look, he can't participate in any competitions."

Mr. Fu nodded again: "Yes, yes."

What he was thinking in his heart was still: So what, it would be great if he could abduct his grandson-in-law back.

When Mr. Zhong was about to attack Mr. Fu, a deep-toned voice sounded on the phone, smiling, "Grandpa Zhong, speaking ill of others is not the behavior of a gentleman."

After his eyes returned to the screen, Mr. Zhong almost had another myocardial infarction. He covered his heart: "Why is your kid here?!"

What is lingering ghost?

This is!

Fu Yunshen said lazily: "Bodyguard."

Mr. Zhong: "..."

He hung up the phone decisively and put the phone on the table.

Mr. Fu grinned and tried hard to hold back his laughter.

Then he excused himself to go to the bathroom, took out his mobile phone, liked Fu Yunshen's friends one by one, and left messages.

【Xiaoqi, well done!】

**

Here in the imperial capital.

Ying Zijin raised his eyebrows and took back his mobile phone: "I told you, he is very resentful towards you."

"I can explain." Fu Yunshen moved his hands on the steering wheel, "I really didn't want to take his seat."

Ying Zijin yawned: "You asked me to drink wolfberry and red date tea this morning, which is the behavior of an elderly person."
To be continued...