Chapter 20: Kid, how can you take advantage of me?

  Do you want to make the whole world go crazy with it?

  She hoped that the name was just the same, but—

  Ying Zijin looked down and her eyes scanned the name of the first principal's column, her face was expressionless.

  It really was that lunatic.

  When they first met, that lunatic wanted to dissect her.

  Wen Tinglan noticed the slight fluctuations on the girl's expression: "Sister?"

  Ying Zijin returned to her senses, with a slightly complicated expression: "Which major do you want to study at Norton University?"

  If she remembers correctly, when she was still at Norton University, there were only majors on theology, spirituality, supernatural studies, and alchemy, which were unlike any other universities.

  The thinking of a lunatic is really incomprehensible to normal people.

  Wen Tinglan shook his head and said: "I'm just thinking about it, I can't get in anyways."

  Unlike other universities, Norton University does not have any college entrance examination nor does it look at results. Only with the recommendation letter sent by the school can you have a preliminary Eligibility to enter the school.

  In other words, even if you are the top in Chinese college entrance examination or have full score on the SAT, as long as there is no recommendation letter, you can't enter.

  No one knows what the admission standards of Norton University are, let alone what kind of students it admits throughout the year.

  But just like that, Norton University is still stable than other universities, ranking first.

  "If you want to go, then you can go." Ying Zijin sighed, "Nothing is impossible."

  But if you are going to study theology, then forget it.

  Thinking about this, she looked down at Norton University's encyclopedia entry, and after confirming that the school had normal majors such as physics, mathematics, and mechanics, she was relieved.

  Wen Tinglan's jaw tightened, and he clenched his hands: "Sister, you should come back from Shanghai, and I can support you and dad."

  He felt that his sister became a little different. She was reticent before, but she was not as indifferent as she is now, as if nothing could move her.

  What exactly did Ying Family do?

  "We can talk about this later when you graduate from university." Ying Zijin looked lazy, "I'm back this time because I want to take you to Shanghai."

  Wen Tinglan's eyes fell cold again.

  The corners of his lips pressed down: "I'm not going."

  He hates Shanghai City, and he hates those people.

  "Hmn, let's go back and discuss it again."

  The siblings one after another walked in the direction of their home. When they were a few steps away from the yard, there was a scent floating in the distance.

  After Ying Zijin opened the door, she raised her head and stopped moving.

  In the kitchen, a slender and familiar figure came into view.

  The man's head was lowered and she couldn't figure out what he was doing.

  A pair of peach blossom eyes raised slightly, gentle and passionate.

  "Yaoyao, why didn't you say you brought a guest back?" Wen Fengmian was washing his hands, and turned around after hearing the sound, "I haven't prepared anything."

  Ying Zijin was silent for a while and rubbed her head: "Forgot."

  It was not that she had forgotten, but she just thought he was a pampered son, and might not be able to stand this kind of environment, so she specially booked a room for him in the best hotel of the county.

  But she didn't expect him to follow her, and he was still cooking.

  "Uncle, don't blame her." Fu Yunshen walked out of the kitchen, revealing half of his body, "It was sudden that came here."

  Ying Zijin raised her eyes and saw what the man was wearing a Peppa Pig's apron: "..."

  Fu Yunshen noticed her gaze, raised his head and smiled: "Why are you staring at me again? Do I look good?"

  "Ugly."

  She became more ruthless.

  "Yaoyao, how can you talk like that?" Wen Fengmian covered his lips with his clenched fists as he coughed a few times. "Isn't this your favorite cartoon character?"

  "Favorite?" Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows and looked down at the cartoon character on his apron.

  Peppa Pig?

  It looks pretty cute.

  "..." Ying Zijin didn't have any expression, "I don't like it anymore."

  It was a bit unacceptable. It wasn't her nature that she would like this kind of thing before completely waking up.

  Wen Tinglan also glanced at the Peppa Pig's apron, and his eyebrows jumped: "Dad, how many years ago was this?"

  Although, his sister used to save money to buy a Peppa pig doll. She wouldn't fall asleep if she doesn't hug it.

  Wen Fengmian just smiled: "No matter how many years it was, Dad can still remember."

  He seemed to think of something, looked at the teenager, and frowned: "Yuyu, your sister is back, what are you running for?"

  "I..." Wen Tinglan was about to answer but stopped.

  He can't say that left because of resentment.

  Ying Zijin walked into the kitchen and leisurely said a sentence: "He is shy."

  "Shy?" Wen Fengmian was surprised, "You weren't shy when you received so many love letters but seeing your sister makes you shy?"

  Wen Tinglan: " ..."

  He had to admit: "It's been a long time since I saw my sister."

  "But you shouldn't run." Wen Fengmian put aside his smile and said seriously, "What should you do if something goes wrong this late in the night?"

  "It won't happen again." Wen Tinglan didn't want to talk anymore. He sat next to Wen Fengmian, looking at the kitchen with a defensive expression, "Who is that?"

  The man's body was in perfect shape, slender and tall, even when wearing a funny apron, it could hardly conceal his inherent nobility.

  He got a wide shoulders and narrow waist, a natural hanger.

  "Mr. Fu is Yaoyao's friend." Wen Fengmian explained, "Because there is no one at his home today, so he will spend the fifteenth with us."

  Wen Tinglan did not respond, his eyebrows drooped, still cold and defensive.

  "Yuyu, Dad knows that you were a little bit angry with Yaoyao." Wen Fengmian thought about it before saying, "But after all, you are still brothers and sisters, and Dad can't accompany you forever."

  "Dad."

  One word, very cold.

  "Okay, I won't say it." Wen Fengmian coughed and smiled, "Let's watch the party."

  **

  In the kitchen.

  Ying Zijin looked at him: "Why are you here?"

  "Huh?" Fu Yunshen who heard the words raised his peachy eyes, "Didn't you say that you would take me? Did you lie to brother?"

  "No." Ying Zijin squatted down. Took out the vegetables from the bag on the ground, "I'm afraid I'll treat you badly."

  She can naturally tell who is kind to her.

  She can do nothing but treat them better.

  "How can you treat me badly?" Fu Yunshen laughed lowly, "If you didn't take me, I would be homeless today."

  Ying Zijin converged her eyes, she did not go deep to ask. "I'll do it."

  She cannot let a guest work.

  She raised her hand and was about to pick up the flour in Fu Yunshen's hand, but because his body suddenly turned around at this moment, her cold fingers accidentally touched the man's lips.

  The temperature burned two people at the same time.

  Ying Zijin hurriedly withdrew her hand, her expression still unchanged, but her fingertips were still hot.

  The small kitchen is full of agarwood scent from the man.

  Taking advantage of his height advantage, Fu Yunshen looked at her from above, with his eyebrows drooping, his tone still cynical as usual: "Kid, how can you take advantage of me?"