The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96: 094 Tearing off Zhong Zhiwan’s Disguise [7 Updates]

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Sometimes, what you dread most is when the air suddenly falls silent.

Fu Yunshen withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

He shifted his gaze and looked straight ahead again.

The car garage was scarcely populated, and the lighting was dim.

“Yaoyao, there was a mosquito on your face,” Fu Yunshen said nonchalantly, his tone as lazy as she was used to hearing, “I helped you shoo it away.”

Ying Zijin didn’t speak.

She reached out to straighten her collar.

Then turned her head and checked the rearview mirror.

Clearly, there were poked marks on her right cheek.

Several of them, in fact.

They were slightly red.

Even if she had been asleep, she knew what had happened.

Ying Zijin paused briefly before responding, “Today, I’m in an okay mood.”

Fu Yunshen looked at her, “Hmm?”

“Just—” Ying Zijin turned her head, “I’ll pinch you again, grudgingly.”

Her attitude seemed to say “I’ve pinched you already, no need to pretend, be generous about it.”

“No need.” Fu Yunshen coughed while covering his mouth with his fist, “I’m afraid I might turn into a beast later.”

He truly had never done such a thing before.

Couldn’t help it, the kid was just too well-behaved while sleeping.

He simply couldn’t restrain himself.

Ying Zijin unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the car door, and spoke with a clear, indifferent voice, “No, you can’t change.”

Fu Yunshen looked at her, “?”

“I’ll hit you.”

“…”

He needed to retract his earlier thought.

Fu Yunshen leaned back in the driver’s seat and smiled, “You started by not wanting to hit me, how come you’re willing to now after knowing me longer?”

“Don’t worry,” Ying Zijin supported her head and the corner of her eyes carried a slight smile, unhurried, “I don’t hit people in the face.”

“…”

Okay, the kid is still a face-connoisseur.

Seems like in the future, whatever he does, he needs to protect his face first.

Maybe then the kid might soften and choose not to strike?

Both of them got out of the car.

The weekend crowd was bustling, and because of the sale day, long queues had formed at the luxury boutiques of Century Mall.

Fu Yunshen glanced over nonchalantly, “Yaoyao, let’s go upstairs.”

Century Mall has a total of seventeen floors, with the topmost level being accessible only to platinum members.

Spending a total of ten million in Century Mall grants you a platinum card.

What Fu Yunshen handed over, however, was a black gold card.

The sales clerk hadn’t seen a card like this before, but there was no way she didn’t recognize Fu Yunshen.

She hurried over, “Seventh Young Master, and Miss, welcome.”

Fu Yunshen nodded and turned to her, “Yaoyao, see if there’s anything you like.”

Ying Zijin didn’t stand on ceremony and started looking from the first clothes rack.

The sales clerk then asked, “Seventh Young Master, would you like something to drink?”

Fu Yunshen shook his head and sat down on the sofa in the lobby to wait.

Just sitting there simply, he made it impossible to ignore his presence.

After ten minutes, Ying Zijin returned with a piece of clothing in hand.

After pondering for a moment, she said, “I think this one is quite good.”

Fu Yunshen loosened his collar and looked over.

Then he saw a black garment resembling an Arabian robe, “…”

Yeah.

His kid’s fashion sense wasn’t great.

She didn’t quite know how to dress up.

Although the kid managed to exude a high-fashion vibe even in her school uniform.

Fu Yunshen profoundly felt like raising their family’s child was quite tiring.

But the sense of achievement was correspondingly greater.

“Miss, that piece of clothing isn’t suitable for your age. It’s a bit old-fashioned,” the sales clerk smiled, “You should wear something younger and more vibrant. We’ve just brought in some haute couture from O continent, how about you try…”

“No need,” Fu Yunshen stood up, “take them all, deliver to this address.”

He passed an address over.

The sales clerk was surprised, but not bewildered, and quickly went to prepare.

Ying Zijin was slightly silent and then, she raised an eyebrow, “Are you mocking me for not knowing how to choose clothes?”

Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes lifted up, unusually serious, “Brother isn’t mocking you.”

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