Ying Yuexuan had a vague guess in her mind, but she never dared to confirm it, nor was she willing to confirm it.

In addition to sending her the MMS message, this unknown number also sent her a lot of things related to the Ying family.

There are even photos of the orphanage where she used to stay.

She was taken back from the orphanage by Ying Zhenting.

She was still young at that time and had no memory of anything.

In fact, Ying Yuexuan had to know earlier that she was not the eldest daughter of the Ying family.

It was when she was in junior high school that she overheard Ying Zhenting and Zhong Manhua talking about this matter.

From that time on, she became more tolerant and began to think about how to exclude Zhong Zhiwan.

If someone knew that she was not even the eldest daughter of the Ying family, how could she compete with real daughters like Zhong Zhiwan and the others?

Later, she asked Ying Zhenting, and Ying Zhenting said that her parents were dead, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, after seeing the third text message, her back tensed up and cold sweat flowed down layer by layer.

really!

【I am your biological mother, Jing Hongzhen.】

This line of words made Ying Yuexuan stand up suddenly.

Because the movement was too big, even the chair was brought down.

"Miss Yuexuan." Outside the door, Yuan Jiacheng happened to come up at this time. After hearing the noise, he knocked on the door and asked, "Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay." Ying Yuexuan squeezed the phone tightly, "I accidentally hit the chair."

"Okay." Yuan Jiacheng did not ask any more questions, his voice was gentle, "If you have anything, you can tell me and I will help."

Footsteps sounded and he left.

It took a long time for Ying Yuexuan to regain her composure.

She immediately planned to delete these three text messages and block this number. She would not go to see Jing Hongzhen.

She is the eldest daughter of the Ying family, and her mother is Zhong Manhua.

But the other party seemed to know what she was thinking.

The phone beeped twice more at this time.

【Even if you don’t see me, I am still your mother.】

[You have to believe that in this world, I am the only one who will completely stand by your side and help you. Are you really not afraid that the Ying family will take their biological daughter back? 】

Ying Yuexuan stared at this line of words, her palms full of sweat.

Finally, she made up her mind.

【Okay, I'll be there.】

**

downstairs.

Father Yuan came back at this time. His face was a little ugly and he kept sighing.

Meng Ru saw it, stood up immediately, and went to greet her: "What's wrong?"

"I couldn't get the invitation letter for the Nie family's New Year's banquet." Father Yuan shook his head, "It seems that there is no chance at all."

Today is February 7th, and the Nie family's New Year's Eve banquet is on New Year's Eve, less than a week away.

All guest lists were drawn up by Mr. Nie himself.

If they can't get it now, it proves that they were not invited.

"That's it." Meng Ru was also disappointed, but it was within her expectation. She pondered for a moment, "Master, let's follow my previous proposal."

If you want to cooperate with the Nie family, of course you cannot rely on Ying Yuexuan, but you need connections.

That's why she hooked up Ying Yuexuan and asked her to go to Imperial University.

At that time, we can ask professors from the Department of Computer Science at Teito University to help.

Yuan's father was still a little reluctant in his heart, but he agreed: "That's fine, it's up to you. An engagement is not a marriage, and it can be canceled at any time."

Meng Ru nodded and went to contact the Ying family.

**

Evening, hotel.

In the living room of the presidential suite.

After Nie Chao arrived, he took out a white card with gilt edges, handed it to the girl, and said like he was spending a lot of money: "Boss, here it is."

Ying Zijin took it: "What is this?"

"Invitation letter to the New Year's banquet." Nie Chao flipped his hair, very coquettishly, "My old man specially told me to give you one."

Ying Zijin looked at it and thought the design of the invitation was pretty good. She thought thoughtfully: "Is there anything delicious?"

"Yes, of course." Nie Chao said proudly, "We invited several chefs from home and abroad, as well as pastry chefs."

Ying Zijin nodded and accepted it.

ISC's training camp will last until the end of February, and there will be a seven-day holiday in the New Year.

Not counting the time for making up classes, Qingzhi also started school in March and she just happened to go back.

After all, she had promised the principal that she would take the college entrance examination.

Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, then pulled out a palm-sized box from his backpack: "Here you go, keep it away and don't let outsiders see it."

Nie Chao was flattered: "Boss, you are too polite."

"You're welcome." Ying Zijin said without raising his head, "By the way."

This is the finished product made from the snow lingzhi she bought at the auction last time.

She made the medicine together after placing a bounty on other medicinal materials on the nok forum.

After her last trip to Norton University, she brought back the medicine stove she used to use.

This medicine stove was carefully made by her. It is not big and can be carried anywhere.

It can also perfectly preserve all the medicinal power during the process of making medicine without any spillage.

If it is a medicine furnace used in ancient medicine, the maximum number of pills in one furnace is six, but her medicine furnace can produce twelve pills at a time.

Just enough points.

Ying Zijin took out a more refined and larger box from his backpack and handed it to Fu Yunshen: "Yours."

Nie Chao looked at his own, then at Fu Yunshen's: "..."

Damn, his dog is blind!

Different from Nie Chao.

After taking the box, Fu Yunshen was able to guess what was inside.

Because this box is the kind specially used by ancient doctors.

His eyes gradually darkened: "Yaoyao, if you can't help but practice, don't practice."

The ordinary ones that prolong life and replenish blood and qi have nothing to do with it.

However, medicines such as beauty pills and drugs that can improve the strength of ancient warriors will deplete vitality.

Just like fortune telling, tit for tat.

If you want to get something, you have to pay a certain price.

Ying Zijin raised his eyes and looked at him lazily: "I know it, I cherish my life so much, and I am better than them, these can't hurt me."

Fu Yun rubbed her head deeply: "Then you should practice less."

Nie Chao put away his box sadly and suddenly said: "Boss, I have something to tell you. Don't you know? Young Master Qi——"

Before he finished speaking, his voice suddenly broke and he couldn't utter a single word.

Nie Chao was a little confused.

what happened?

Ying Zijin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Nie Chao: "What's wrong with him?"

"It's something related to Nie Yi." Fu Yunshen stood up unhurriedly and held Nie Chao's shoulders, "I'll go out and talk to him."

Ying Zijin nodded and continued watching TV.

After leaving the door, Nie Chao was suddenly able to speak again. He was shocked: "Fuck, Qi Shao, what the hell, I almost thought I was mute."

Fu Yunshen put one hand in his pocket and said calmly, "Well, I tapped your dumb point from the air."

Otherwise, there's no telling what this idiot will say.
To be continued...