The Mu family is one of the most powerful families in the imperial capital. The main family and branch families combined have many members.

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

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

This Maybach is specially customized. There is only one in China, but...

Mrs. Mu frowned.

It wasn't that she didn't recognize the adopted daughter of the Ying family, it was because of this that she hesitated.

With Mu Heqing's status, other powerful people in the imperial capital were also respectful. How could he possibly get to know an adopted daughter who didn't even have a status?

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

If it was really Mu Heqing's car, she couldn't get in directly, that would be disrespectful.

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

Zhong Manhua forced a smile and could only stand there, her hands shaking slightly because of the embarrassment that kept rising in her heart.

She tried hard to control her anger and looked away, not wanting to look at him again.

**

Enter the Maybach.

Mu Cheng only glanced at his phone and ignored the incoming 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 deliberately hide it.

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

Mu Cheng glanced at Mu Heqing and then said, "Master is leaving Shanghai tomorrow. I want to see you before I leave."

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

Mu Cheng didn't mention who the miracle doctor was, he just asked vaguely, and then he realized how terrifying this Miss Ying's medical skills were.

Even those who are famous in the ancient medical field are probably beyond their reach.

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

Mu Heqing coughed awkwardly and looked serious: "Old man, I can do it."

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

For many years, no one had been able to persuade Mu Heqing, but Miss Ying's words had an effect.

This is too...

"Miss Ying, I have nothing to give." Mu Cheng secretly wiped his sweat and took out an exquisite box, "This is a little bit of my heart, please accept it."

These are silver needles and gold needles that the Mu family specially bought from the ancient medical community, and the price is more than tens of millions.

Ying Zijin's eyes froze for a moment, but he accepted it without rejecting: "Thank you very much."

Special silver needles and gold needles can increase the therapeutic effect dozens of times.

She needs it.

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

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

Ying Zijin's eyes flashed.

She did not expect that this large 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 how to heal, this is the best thing for you."

After a pause, he said a little arrogantly: "As long as you accept it, I will never touch tobacco or alcohol."

Mu Cheng: "???"

Wait, is this a threat?

"Thank you, Mr. Mu, for your kindness. I won't accept this." Ying Zijin lowered his eyebrows and chuckled, "I'm quite lazy, but I can occasionally help treat difficult and complicated diseases in the hospital."

She really needs money, so she can enjoy her old career.

"That's okay." Mu Heqing frowned, "It's because I didn't think it through well. In this way, I will ask Mu Cheng to open a specialist clinic for you so that too many people will not disturb you."

"But the hospital's turnover income will be transferred directly to your card."

After saying that, for fear of the girl rejecting him, Mu Heqing quickly asked Mu Cheng to drive away, which was very fast.

"..."

Ying Zijin turned around and put the box into his schoolbag: "I want to eat Japanese food today."

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.

[You brat, you don’t scream when you see me. Have you grown up? 】

He curled his lips and replied unhurriedly.

[Aren’t you afraid that as soon as you open your mouth, you will be so angry that your life will be shortened? 】

【……】

[Smelly boy, you should stay away from this little girl, so as not to cause harm to others.]

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

【This is not possible, the internet is out of service, it’s offline.】

When Mu Heqing saw this news, he wanted to block Fu Yunshen directly.

He moved his fingers but held back.

If he is not angry, he cannot be angry.

"Sir, the Fifth Master's family called just now, probably asking you when you will be back." Mu Cheng asked, "Would you like to get one back?"

Mu Heqing closed his eyes and said calmly, "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, holding their noses and looking disgusted.

The back of the classroom was filled with garbage and the stench was overwhelming.

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

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

Zhong Zhiwan frowned: "What's going on? Didn't the students on duty yesterday clean the house? Who was on duty?"

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

But it was obvious that the trash can was empty when he left.

"What but, she just wasn't on duty." Lu Fang sneered, "And she made the class look like this. She just wants to discredit our class."

The elite class naturally has to do its best in everything, and hygiene is no exception.

Like this, how can they raise red flags?

Ying Feifei suddenly said loudly: "Here she comes, she is here."

The students immediately moved out of the way.

Ying Zijin walked in, still wearing no makeup and 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, tutorials, and the exercise set that Teacher Deng gave her yesterday.

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

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

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

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

"Okay, stop talking." Zhong Zhiwan raised his hand, "Let's clean up together before the people from the student union arrive."

"Why?" Ying Feifei said coldly, "She did it herself. If we are responsible for it, she should be left alone..."

I couldn't say what I said next.

Ying Zijin took a step forward, grabbed Ying Feifei's hair with one hand, and pushed her head into the trash can with a bang.

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Good morning, I would like to ask for a recommendation vote OWO.

Ying Huang is really ruthless, the kind of person who remains calm and calm.
Chapter completed!