The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 341 - : 329 Courting death! Fu Yunshen: No one can touch her [3 updates]

Chapter 341: 329 Courting death! Fu Yunshen: No one can touch her [3 updates]

Jiang Moyuan couldn’t get up after being hit, but he was still very conscious.

When Ying Zijin hit him, she focused on his limbs, so his face was fine, and his eyes could still see.

Jiang Moyuan saw the girl stop once again, he barely caught his breath.

Just this morning, Ye Suhe specifically told him that the sachet would certainly come in handy.

So, Jiang Moyuan finally gave in, he didn’t mind using some despicable methods to keep Ying Zijin around.

Even at this moment, when she was looking at someone else’s face.

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Such beauty was something he yearned to possess.

Jiang Moyuan’s fingers twitched, trying to prop himself up to sit.

But the next second, his vision went dark.

The girl bent down again, cocking her right elbow.

“Bang!”

A fierce elbow strike hit directly at his sternum.

“Crack.”

The crisp sound of breaking bones was exceptionally clear in the quiet alley.

The sudden, heart-wrenching pain sent Jiang Moyuan into a momentary unconsciousness.

But Ying Zijin was a healer, also a Poison Master.

When she acted, she could easily make someone endure all the pain while remaining conscious.

Ying Zijin picked up a tree branch from the side, pried open the pocket of Jiang Moyuan’s shirt, and fished out a sachet about the size of a thumb.

She picked up the sachet and sniffed it, murmuring, “Mesmerizing Rhododendron, Bewitching Heart Grass, Nine Spiritual Ganoderma…”

One after another, she recited the names of medicinal ingredients utterly foreign to Jiang Moyuan, who couldn’t comprehend what was happening.

After the last name of the ingredients fell, the girl suddenly laughed lazily, “You think you can use this thing to scheme against me?”

Jiang Moyuan’s heart skipped a beat, utterly bewildered.

He had taken this sachet to the company today, and even his secretary hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

Ye Suhe had said it was foolproof, so what was going on?

“Miss Ying!”

Suddenly, a shout rang out.

Yun Shan leaped down from the wall, landing on the ground.

Seeing Jiang Moyuan lying on the ground, he went up and gave him a fierce kicking without a word.

This time, Jiang Moyuan truly passed out.

Yun Shan stopped in time, scratching his head, “Really now, I even remembered to hold back my strength this time. How come he’s still so frail?”

He turned, “Miss Ying, are you alright?”

Yun Shan had been lurking and protecting her in the shadows.

Jiang Moyuan was someone Fu Yunshen had specifically told him about, so he’d been paying close attention.

However, back on the island in the Pacific Ocean, Ying Zijin had said she liked to act personally and didn’t want to be deprived of the joy of beating someone up.

So Yun Shan didn’t make a move and continued to lie low.

Until he heard that sentence from Ying Zijin.

Jiang Moyuan was scheming against her?

“I’m fine.” Ying Zijin was still holding the small sachet with interest, “I found something fascinating.”

Yun Shan’s expression turned serious, “What’s this?”

“There are quite a few mixtures of medicinal herbs in here.” Ying Zijin tossed the sachet lightly, “If you smell it for too long, you will see the person wearing the sachet as the one you love or care about most.”

“The longer you smell it, the stronger the sensation becomes. These doses could probably last for three days.”

Yun Shan’s expression changed in an instant.

Without Ying Zijin needing to continue, he knew what would happen next.

Jiang Moyuan would take Ying Zijin to a country where the legal age for marriage is 16 and directly obtain a marriage certificate.

He might even do other things.

Enraged, Yun Shan drew his gun, “Despicable!”

“This is a society governed by law.” Ying Zijin held him back, “There’s no need for that.”

Yun Shan then remembered that they weren’t overseas.

He put the gun back, looking at the sachet, “Miss Ying, is it really that miraculous?”

He hadn’t been to the Ancient medical field, but had heard plenty, knowing that only the best ancient doctors could truly bring people back from the dead.

Especially those Acupuncture Techniques like Golden Needle Crossing Points, which only ancient doctors knew how to use.

Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow, casually saying, “Have you ever heard of the Bewitchment that comes from the southwest? A woman plants it in a man to make him love her with all his heart.”

“I’ve heard of it.” Yun Shan thought for a moment, “But the young master said those are fake.”

“They are fake, as it’s not so easy to bewitch the human heart.” Ying Zijin spoke indifferently, “However, there indeed exists something similar, like hypnotism, which can affect a person’s vision and mental state.”

“This thing is crudely made, and the herbs haven’t been refined into their essence.”

“Ancient martial artists won’t be affected, at most they’ll experience a momentary illusion. But ordinary people could easily fall for it, unable to wake up.”

Yun Shan listened with residual fear, suddenly thinking of a question, “Miss Ying, did you see someone else?”

“I did.”

“Who?” Yun Shan pondered, ready to blow the whistle.

It was time to nip any potential rival in the bud.

“Probably a pig.”

“???”

**

IBI headquarters building.

Director’s office.

Fu Yunshen was listening to the director’s report when his phone “dinged” once.

He glanced at it and saw that it was a recording.

Fu Yunshen suddenly smiled, “Li Xini, headphones.”

The director didn’t understand why he would make such a request, but still immediately handed over his Bluetooth earpiece.

Fu Yunshen put it on, his expression languid, and opened the recording.

Through the headphones came a girl’s faint, cool voice.

“Brother doesn’t like me to fight, so last time, I didn’t hit you, I didn’t want him to see.”

This was specially recorded by Yun Shan.

Fu Yunshen’s eyelashes fluttered, and he played it again, his eyes curving up.

His heart, too, uncontrollably softened in an instant.

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He could even willingly die for her calling him “brother” just like that.

On the side, Li Xini looked at the man with a sense of terror.

He knew that Fu Yunshen did not come in his true face, nearly every time he would change his appearance.

Face-changing is easy now with 3D printing technology.

But Li Xini had truly never seen Fu Yunshen smile like this.

What did he hear?

“I’m leaving tomorrow.” Fu Yunshen took off the earpiece and looked up, “The remaining matters, continue to deploy people to follow up, but be aware, if there are accidents, prioritize retreat.”

He did not wish for IBI’s elite to lose even one because of such an incident.

Li Xini nodded, “Alright, Chief, are you going to?”

According to the plan, Fu Yunshen was supposed to stay here for another week.

“No one can touch her.” Fu Yunshen’s lips curved up with a smile, “Going back early to clean up those rotten peach blossoms.”

Li Xini: “???”

**

Jiang Moyuan was left in that alley.

Yun Shan followed behind Ying Zijin, escorting her home.

“Miss Ying, the young master should be back soon.” After arriving at the Wen Family residential complex, Yun Shan spoke, “You can relax and rest now.”

Ying Zijin nodded.

Just as Yun Shan was about to say something else, his ears twitched, and he suddenly turned around.

A woman rushed over from somewhere, holding a bottle in her hand, and splashed it toward the girl’s face.

She was wearing a mask, but Yun Shan still recognized that she was Su Ruan.

He also smelled an extremely pungent acidic scent.

Sulfuric acid!

Yun Shan’s expression turned cold, as he blocked in front of Ying Zijin, “Miss Ying, be careful!”

“Splash——”

But at that moment, an umbrella suddenly opened in front of Ying Zijin, blocking all the sulfuric acid splashed by Su Ruan.

A shrill scream rang out, as Su Ruan clutched her own right half of the face and neck, falling to the ground.

“Deserved it.” Nie Chao put away the umbrella and flicked his hair, “Trying to compete with your Grandpa Nie.”

Writhing in pain on the ground, Su Ruan was almost voiceless.

“Boss.” Nie Chao ignored her, pretending to pass by, “Wow, what a coincidence.”

Yun Shan: “…”

Your acting could be worse.

“This woman, truly incorrigible.” Nie Chao snorted coldly, “And so vicious too.”

As he spoke, he sized up Yun Shan.

Nie Chao had not seen Yun Shan before, and immediately assumed this was another new rival in love.

He was so excited, already planning to report it.

He refused to believe Fu Yunshen wouldn’t react, Jiang Ran was his son, could this one be as well?

Yun Shan suddenly felt a chill on his body, he stepped forward, pulling Su Ruan up from the ground, “You still dare to show up? You’re looking for death!”

As the pain subsided, Su Ruan finally regained some sense, she sneered, “Why shouldn’t I appear? I want to destroy her! If it weren’t for her, I would be the CEO’s wife, the matriarch of a wealthy family!”

Instead of being forcibly sent back to the capital, becoming a laughingstock among socialites.

“Are you having delusions?” Nie Chao felt his worldview being refreshed, “You? Have you not seen what a disgusting mess you are, auntie?”

“No need to waste words on her.” Yun Shan scoffed, “Send her directly to Yi Character Team, let her taste the flavor of punishment.”

“Damn.” Nie Chao reflexively stepped back when he heard the words Yi Character Team.

This isn’t someone his big brother sent to pry into his brother’s corner, is it?

“You want to be the matriarch of a wealthy family?” Ying Zijin turned around, “Fine, I’ll grant you one.”

Su Ruan was stunned.

Yun Shan also didn’t react in time.

“Set Jiang Moyuan’s broken bones, and send her to his exclusive room at the Queen Hotel.” Ying Zijin’s gaze was indifferent, “Aside from that, do nothing else.”

Nie Chao was taken aback, then suddenly started clapping, “Brilliant.”

Yun Shan also said, “Indeed brilliant.”

Su Ruan couldn’t resist and was knocked out by Yun Shan.

He always worked efficiently, notifying Yun Wu to go and set Jiang Moyuan’s bones.

Then, the two brothers together sent Su Ruan and Jiang Moyuan to the 17th floor of the Queen Hotel.

And then, very thoughtfully, they closed the door.

Nie Chao looked at the room number, stroked his chin, then took out his phone and called eighteen media outlets.