Ying Shao is a Girl

"..." Spirit-quenching body? It sounded familiar, but she didn't know what it was.

Song Feiwan saw her doubts.

"His blood is not a mortal thing and can detoxify hundreds of poisons. But after he loses blood, it will take a long time to recover. And you must not give ordinary blood to him, otherwise it will conflict."

"Other than that, if you take good care of it, you'll be fine."

The wind chimes hanging on the window made a crisp sound and made slight ripples.

Ying Junchu nodded and did not continue to ask.

"Boss..."

"One day you'll remember everything."

But Song Feiwan didn't hope that day would come.

If she could, she hoped that day would never come.

"Um."

Ying Junchu knew that Song Feiwan had already told him everything he could tell him.

There is no need to ask any more questions.

"I'm leaving..."

"Thank you." She thanked him softly.

There was no wave in his eyes.

Hearing this, Song Feiwan smiled and said: "There is no need to be polite between you and me."

-

Song Feiwan's eyes fell on Ying Junchu's leaving back.

Whether it was good or bad she didn't know.

But the only thing she was sure of was that there was an endless abyss ahead.

Boundless.

The wind chimes hanging on the wooden windows are still ringing tirelessly.

She picked up the bone china tea cup with fingers like onions and drank the whole drink in one gulp.

-

Ying family.

At night, the cool breeze blows and the lights are brightly lit.

The Ying family's once-a-month family banquet goes on as usual.

At this time, there were already many people coming.

For this kind of meaningless social interaction, Ying Junchu usually chooses to avoid it.

It's impossible to arrive early, but it's not bad to arrive late.

"cousin."

Ying Shuxiang ran over quickly. The weather was getting colder. She was wearing a mid-length brown windbreaker.

Wearing a maple orange evening dress underneath.

Slightly curly long brown hair resting quietly on her shoulders.

Perhaps because he was running too fast, Ying Shuxiang panted slightly.

"I checked... found it."

There was no one around, and almost no one would choose to stay outside to blow the cold wind. They all gathered in the hall.

She handed the brown paper sealed bag to Ying Junchu.

"Dorothy's medical records show that she does suffer from a split personality."

In order to check this, Ying Shuxiang flew to the school where she used to study overnight.

These things are very secretive.

Ying Shuxiang found it out after all the efforts of nine oxen and two tigers.

You could say you sold your soul.

It's really hard for her.

"Um."

Ying Junchu was not surprised at all, it was within her expectations.

She took the Ziploc bag and put it in the car.

"How do you know she has a split personality? I don't even know about it."

Ying Shuxiang was a little curious.

Hearing this, Ying Junchu glanced at her lightly and said, "Intuition."

"..." She saw no comment on Ying Junchu's face.

-

The family dinner started slowly as usual.

Everything is peaceful.

Surface calm.

Ying He was sitting in a corner, drinking a glass of red wine leisurely.

The mood seemed good.

He unlocked the screen lock on his phone.

There are dozens of photos under one project in the photo album.

These photos were enough to stir up a storm in the upper class circles of the imperial capital.

I don’t know how Ying Zhan will handle this matter and how he can give an explanation to the Ying family.

The light of the crystal chandelier was very dazzling, giving the family banquet a bright background.

As usual, everyone from the Ying family sat around the long table.

Ying Zhan is at the top, the head of the Ying family.

The seat next to him was reserved for Ying Junchu, the heir to the Ying family.

Everyone is seated.

Except for those who were far away from abroad and could not make it, only Ying Junchu was not seated.

She arrived late, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on her.

Ying Junchu ignored these glances and looked indifferent.