True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

The Mu family is one of the several giants in the imperial capital. The main family and the branch family together have many members of the family.

Mrs. Mu has been married to the Mu family for more than 20 years, but she has never met Mu Heqing.

But she also knew that Mu Heqing's special car was a black Maybach.

This Maybach is specially customized, and the whole country is here, but...

Mrs. Mu frowned.

It's not that she didn't recognize the Ying family's adopted daughter, that's why she hesitated.

In Mu Heqing's capacity, other powerful people in the imperial capital are also respectful, so how could he know an adopted daughter who doesn't even have a name?

Madam Mu looked dazed, lowered her head and took out her mobile phone from her bag: "Manhua, wait a minute, I'll make a call."

If it was really Mu Heqing's car, she couldn't go straight up, that would be disrespectful.

But no, she didn't bother to go up at all.

Zhong Manhua smiled reluctantly, and had to stand there, his hands shaking slightly because of the embarrassment that kept surging in his heart.

She tried her best to restrain her anger, looked away, and didn't want to take another look.

**

Enter Maybach.

Mu Cheng just glanced at the phone and ignored the call: "Miss Ying, I finally found you."

With the strength of the Mu family, it is easy to check a person's identity.

What's more, Ying Zijin didn't hide it deliberately.

Ying Zijin bowed his head: "Well, do you have anything to do with me?"

Mu Cheng glanced at Mu Heqing before saying, "Master is leaving Shanghai City tomorrow. I want to see you again before leaving."

After returning to his residence in Shanghai that day, he specifically contacted the Imperial Capital Dreamer.

Mu Cheng didn't mention who the genius doctor was, but only asked vaguely, and only then did he know how terrifying this Miss Ying's medical skills were.

Even those who are famous in the ancient medical field are probably far behind.

Ying Zijin nodded: "As long as Mr. Mu doesn't smoke or drink, his health will be much healthier."

Mu Heqing coughed awkwardly and looked serious: "Old man, I will."

Mu Cheng's feet trembled, and he almost stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

For many years, no one could persuade Mu Heqing, but a word from Miss Ying actually worked.

This is too...

"Miss Ying, I have nothing to give." Mu Cheng wiped his sweat secretly and took out a delicate box, "This is a little thought from the master, please accept it."

These are the silver and gold needles that the Mu family specially bought from the ancient medical world, and the price is more than 10 million.

Ying Zijin's eyes condensed for a moment, but she did not refuse, and took it: "Thank you."

Specially made silver and gold needles, the therapeutic effect will be multiplied dozens of times.

She needs it.

"And this." Mu Cheng handed over another piece of paper, "This is an industry owned by the master in Shanghai. The annual turnover is about 50 million yuan, at least a little less."

On the paper, the name of a hospital was written impressively.

Ying Zijin raised his eyebrows slightly.

She didn't expect that the huge traditional Chinese medicine hospital in Shanghai would be the property of the Mu family in the imperial capital.

"Don't refuse." Mu Heqing coughed again, "You know medicine, this is the best for you."

After a pause, a little arrogant: "As long as you accept it, I will never touch tobacco and alcohol."

Mu Cheng: "???"

Wait, is this a threat?

"Thank you Mr. Mu for your kindness, I will not accept this." Ying Zijin lowered his eyebrows and chuckled, "I am quite lazy, but I can occasionally help in the hospital to check for incurable diseases."

She really needs money, so she can play her old job by the way.

"That's fine too." Mu Heqing frowned, "It's also because I didn't think about it carefully. In this way, I'll let Mu Cheng open a specialist consultation room for you, so that too many people won't disturb you."

"But the running water income of this hospital will be transferred directly to your card."

After speaking, for fear of the girl's rejection, Mu Heqing quickly let Mu Cheng drive away.

"..."

Ying Zijin turned his head and put the box in his schoolbag: "Today I want to eat Japanese food."

Fu Yunshen took her schoolbag directly and said lazily, "Brother help you get it."

The phone rang at this moment, and an additional message appeared on WeChat.

Fu Yun lowered his head deeply, and raised his eyebrows when he saw the head of a crane.

[Stinky boy, don't yell when you see me, have you grown up? 】

He pursed his lips and replied unhurriedly.

[Isn't this afraid that the moment you open your mouth, you will make your old man angry? 】

【…】

[Stinky boy, you can stay away from other people's little girls, don't harm them. 】

Fu Yun took a deep look at the girl beside him and smiled.

[This can't be done, there is no internet, let's go. 】

Mu Heqing looked at the news and wanted to block Fu Yunshen directly.

He moved his fingers, but held back.

Not angry, he can't be angry.

"Master, the man from Fifth Master's house called just now, maybe to ask when you will go back." Mu Cheng said, "Do you want to call back?"

Mu Heqing closed his eyes and said lightly, "No need."

**

the next day.

Ying Zijin arrived at school at seven o'clock a little early.

But this time, the elite class did not start early reading as usual.

The students were all standing in front of the classroom, pinching their noses and looking disgusted.

The back of the classroom is full of rubbish, and it stinks.

"It's too dirty, who did it?"

"Our class has never been so dirty..."

Zhong Zhiwan frowned: "What's the matter, didn't the birthday boy clean up yesterday? Who was on duty?"

The life committee was stunned: "It's Ying Zijin, but..."

But obviously when he left, the trash can was empty.

"What but, she's just not on duty." Ying Feifei hummed, "She made the class look like this, she just wanted to discredit our class."

The elite class naturally wants to do everything best, and hygiene is no exception.

Like this, how do they have to flow red flags?

Lu Fang suddenly said loudly: "Come, she's here."

The students immediately gave way.

Ying Zijin walked in, still in plain makeup and a simple school uniform.

She glanced at the students standing around, went straight to the trash can, and glanced lightly.

In the trash can are her textbooks, tutorial books, and the exercise set that Teacher Deng gave her yesterday.

All were torn into large and small pieces, stained with oil, and changed beyond recognition.

The girl just looked at the ground so quietly, with no expression on her face.

But inexplicably, the air pressure in the classroom is getting lower and lower.

"Ying Zijin, wasn't you on duty yesterday?" Ying Feifei got the opportunity to sneer, "Are you worth the loneliness?"

"Okay, don't talk about it." Zhong Zhiwan raised his hand, "Let's clean up together, before the students from the student council come."

"Why?" Ying Feifei said coldly, "She did it herself, so she should be left alone..."

The latter words could not be said.

Ying Zijin moved.

She raised her eyes, took a step forward without emotion, and dragged Ying Feifei out of the crowd with one hand.

In front of the whole class, he directly pressed Ying Feifei's head into the trash can.

Let me make a serious statement, you can't call the male protagonist a father-son cp just because he currently raises the female protagonist as a child? ? ? ?