After hearing such an explanation, several customers suddenly realized that they all understood and hurriedly said: "Wherever you are, Third Master, just go and be busy."

If Jiang Mo hadn't been there, they wouldn't have been able to reserve a seat in the Han Pavilion.

After the secretary apologized again, he followed Jiang Moyuan and left.

At this time, there were no other guests in the Han Pavilion, and the waiters were waiting aside.

The manager naturally saw this scene, he frowned, and when he was about to step forward to stop him, he showed a bit of surprise, nodded silently, and stepped back.

Fu Yunshen withdrew his gaze and asked, "Eat more?"

The girl refused ruthlessly: "I won't eat."

"Be obedient, not eating is bad for your health."

"I won't eat it."

Nie Chao: "..."

Young Master Qi is really ill today.

And he coerces and lures his little sister into eating pork liver?

Seeing the resistance on the girl's face, Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a protracted voice, "You really don't want to eat?"

Ying Zijin pushed the plate away: "I don't like offal."

There was indeed something special about these pork livers. After eating a plate of twelve slices, she clearly felt that her body's blood production had become significantly faster, even better than her own recovery.

But she is really incapable of accepting internal organs, and this is her limit.

"Then pack it up." Fu Yun knocked on the table deeply, curled his lips, and smiled devilishly, "Put it in the refrigerator and eat it hot tomorrow morning."

"Pfft--" Nie Chao spat, "Qi Shao, aren't you afraid that the boss will beat you?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Fu Yunshen raised his eyelashes and said in a gentle voice, "Kid, look at how good I am to you, are you willing to hit me?"

Ying Zijin glanced at him, his eyes seemed to be filled with the light rain of apricot blossoms, and he said slowly, "Yes, I can't bear to part with you."

Fu Yun's peach blossom eyes narrowed and his breath moved slightly: "Huh?"

Nie Chao was shocked.

He was mistaken. He thought this little sister was reserved, but who knew she could counterattack the Seventh Young Master? It was incredible.

At this moment, the bamboo curtain was suddenly opened, and the hanging wind chime was pulled down with too much force, causing it to fall to the ground with a clatter.

"Who is it? I'm disturbing your Grandpa Nie..." Nie Chao turned his head. When he saw the man in a black suit, the next words got stuck in his throat and he coughed violently.

Damn it, Jiang Moyuan?

What kind of fate is this?

He subconsciously looked at Ying Zijin, but saw that the girl had already picked up a bowl of longan and red date soup, as if she hadn't seen anyone coming.

Her body was loose, her arms were casually draped on the table, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she didn't look like a socialite, but she had a noble beauty that couldn't be ignored, like a medieval European princess walking out of an oil painting.

Jiang Moyuan looked down at the girl with a very high attitude, and said in a deep tone: "You ran out of the hospital just to come here to hang out with these people?"

This sentence made Nie Chao angry, but he endured it and did not move.

It doesn't matter to him, he can't cause trouble for his little sister.

"Ying Zijin, I don't have time to discipline you." Jiang Moyuan glanced at the watch on his wrist and said in an extremely indifferent tone, "You are not worth my time, and I don't care if you want to destroy yourself.

I only warn you—"

He paused, and his eyes showed the sharpness he would only have in a shopping mall: "Don't let Lu Wei worry about her. She is not in good health. You should go home now and give Lu Wei an explanation."

The secretary also added tactfully: "I hope Miss Ying will be self-aware and not pester the third master. The third master is very busy and has no time to make trouble with Miss Ying."

Does this Miss Ying think that because she also has the surname Ying, she can be compared with Miss Lu Wei?

She is just an adopted daughter, how can she compare with the number one socialite in Shanghai?

Are you still dreaming of having a place in Master San’s heart?

That's too self-righteous.

The secretary looked at the girl contemptuously, and when he was about to say something, he saw her raise her head.

A face that is breathtakingly beautiful.

But I saw the hazy mist in those phoenix eyes suddenly dissipated, and after the mist dissipated, there was a cold feeling.

"It's quite interesting. I've already escaped here, but Uncle Jiang still wants to chase me and tell me to discipline me." Ying Zijin propped up his elbows and said with an indifferent expression, "Who is pestering whom?"

The secretary's expression changed and he shouted angrily: "How dare you..."

But he couldn't finish what he said.

Fu Yunshen suddenly laughed. He raised his eyelashes slightly and glanced at the people standing. His peach blossom eyes were bent, deep and charming, and he said in a cynical tone: "It's not that good, little kid, why don't you take a look at me?"

A casual tone, but clearly to protect his shortcomings.

The secretary did not dare to speak anymore.

It is true that Fu Yunshen is a dandy, but he is the most favored by Mr. Fu.

The Jiang family is very strong, but it is a little worse than the Fu family.

Jiang Moyuan tightened his lips and tightened his jaw. He completely lost his patience and was so disappointed that he didn't even want to say a word. He stopped looking at the girl and turned around to leave.

The secretary hurriedly followed.

The surroundings returned to tranquility, with the sound of gurgling water mixed with the melodious sound of the guqin, as cool as jade.

Nie Chao felt like he had just watched a big show, squirming around excitedly.

Fu Yun glanced at him deeply: "Is the snake spirit possessed?"

"Bah, bah, bah." Nie Chao immediately straightened his posture, "Isn't this great for me? Qi Shao, you and the boss cooperate really well."

Fu Yunshen ignored it and said lazily, "Pedestrian Street, Disneyland, and Ocean Aquarium are all suitable for children."

Ying Zijin's hand paused.

"Okay, Young Master Qi, the places you recommend are all bad places." Nie Chao was speechless, "Miss Ying, let me tell you a place. I'm sure not many people have heard of it."

He was mysterious: "Do you know the location of the TV Tower?"

Ying Zijin nodded: "I know."

"There's an underground market there, it's so fun. There's stone betting, divination, and you can find weird antiques." Nie Chao's eyebrows were beaming, "Last time, someone bought a Yuan Qinghua for just a few dozen yuan.

The bottle with the double gourd pattern made a lot of money.”

"Divination?" Ying Zijin listened intently, "How to divination?"

"Hey, it's just about playing Tarot cards. I don't believe it anyway." Nie Chao waved his hand, "Boss, if you want to play, I can take you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"Nie Chao." Fu Yun chuckled deeply, with no unnecessary emotion in his tone, "What nonsense are you talking about."

"That's right, that's nonsense!" Nie Chao was excited, "What I said is all nonsense, boss, please don't go."

Yes, the underground market is very chaotic and only opens after midnight. It's okay for young men like them to go and have fun, but rich ladies can't go.

If this spreads out, the little sister's reputation will be even worse, and he will become a sinner.

Ying Zijin lowered his eyelashes and didn't ask any more questions.

Tarot cards, she actually forgot that she had played with them.

But now that the aura of the earth has been exhausted, do real Tarot cards still exist?

Fu Yun tilted his head deeply, his peach blossom eyes suddenly curved: "Kid, why do you keep staring at me?"

"nice?"

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Nie Chao: Shameless!

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