Chapter 487: 443 A family with three big shots, hard to believe [1 update]_3 Chapter 487: 443 A family with three big shots, hard to believe [1 update]_3 Ying Zijin was still staring at her phone screen, not snapping back to reality.
Fu Yunshen’s long fingers were on the steering wheel, and he turned his head slightly, seemingly speaking very casually, his voice gentle, “I heard your uncle praising me.”
Ying Zijin gathered her thoughts and glanced at him, “You heard wrong.”
“Hmm?” Fu Yunshen’s eyebrows quirked up, “My hearing is very good, even with headphones on, I can hear.”
Ying Zijin yawned, “Eavesdropping on my phone call, you’re not having a girlfriend anymore.”
This threat was indeed a big one.
While waiting for the red light, Fu Yunshen turned his head, pinched the girl’s face, and chuckled lowly, “Girlfriend, when will you give me more benefits?”
Ying Zijin’s tone remained steady, “Depends on how you perform.”
Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes lifted slightly.
His achievement in this field was not completely thorough.
“Yaoyao, I bought you a pig doll.” Fu Yunshen picked up a doll, “Doesn’t it look just like our piggy baby?”
Ying Zijin looked at the pink pig being stuffed into her arms, “…”
Dudu poked its head out of the pocket.
Fu Yunshen glanced at it, unhurriedly, “Right? It looks exactly like you.”
Dudu, who believed it was unique in the world, “…”
Father Yuan took the afternoon off today and bought a newspaper on his way home.
No one from Yuan Jiacheng’s generation took the college entrance exam, but Father Yuan was accustomed to checking out the top scorers each year.
In the past, the Imperial Capital Daily Report typically only covered the top scorers from the Imperial Capital.
But this year, they dedicated a special page to Ying Zijin.
Because she deserved it.
There was no second person who could do better than her in the ISC International Finals.
Father Yuan didn’t watch the ISC International Finals, only aware that there was an explosion in O continent.
O continent was always unstable, such incidents were not common, but similar news could be heard every year.
Thus, Father Yuan didn’t pay further attention to it.
He picked up the newspaper and read it carefully.
By five o’clock, Mong Ru also returned.
She had gone shopping with a few noble ladies in the Imperial Capital today, and had heard that the Nie Family was going to hold a celebration for the college entrance exam success on Dong Street tomorrow.
This year, indeed, the Nie Family had a youngster taking the college entrance exam.
It was a good opportunity to network with the Nie Family.
Mong Ru inquired several times but couldn’t get any information about what exactly happened to Ying Yuexuan in O continent, and so she did not call off the marriage.
“Look, this year’s top scorer in Shanghai City shares the same last name as Ying Yuexuan,” Father Yuan pointed to the newspaper, “Is she from a side branch of the Ying Family? Perfect score, amazing.”
Father Yuan had never seen Ying Zijin.
He knew that the Ying Family had a foster daughter who was sent away, as Mong Ru often mentioned it, but he didn’t realize it was Ying Zijin.
The truth about the real and the fake heiress hadn’t spread to the Imperial Capital.
And the surname Ying was exceedingly rare.
It was an ancient surname, one of “The Eight Great Ancient Surnames,” and was also the royal surname during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period for the State of Qin and the State of Zhao.
After the fall of the Qin Dynasty, the Ying clan declined.
To seek fortune and avoid disasters, most clan members changed their surname, like Zhao or Shen.
Mong Ru was a bit curious, “The same surname? What’s the name?”
The only person her age she had encountered with the same surname as Ying Yuexuan was Ying Zijin.
Mong Ru took off the shawl over her cheongsam, hung it on a rack, and then walked over to see the newspaper.
At first glance, she saw the three large characters “Ying Zijin” in the headline.