Young Master Fu’s Incredible Real Heiress

"That's good, next time I come over, I'll bring you a little more." Qin Fanya sat beside him and took his pulse.

In the past few years, Mr. Fu's condition has been handled by Qin Fanya.

The elderly are always uncomfortable here and there. Qin Fanya came here diligently and kept looking after him. Naturally, the relationship between the two was different.

After Qin Fanya took her pulse, she smiled and said, "It's not a big problem, just keep taking my medicine."

"Well." Mr. Fu nodded with satisfaction.

Butler Kang came over and said, "Master, dinner is ready, is it now for dinner?"

"Let's go. What about Xiu Yuanren?"

Following Old Master Fu's question, Qin Fanya's eyes were also searching the room.

Knowing that it had been several days since Fu Xiuyuan came back, Qin Fanya didn't want to make trouble with him, so she didn't take the initiative to come.

Don't know where others are now?

"Young master said... He still has some important things to deal with, so he can't accompany you to eat dinner." Butler Kang conveyed Fu Xiuyuan's words.

Mr. Fu's beard shook. No wonder he didn't mind saying that he invited Qin Fanya to come over for dinner, but he was waiting here.

"What is so important to him?"

"I don't know either." Butler Kang didn't know that this was a skirmish between grandfather and grandson, so he hurriedly bowed his head.

Qin Fanya smiled generously and said, "Grandpa Fu, don't blame Xiuyuan. He hasn't come back for a long time. He will naturally have to see friends when he comes back. Let him go."

"Just be as reasonable as you are." Mr. Fu finally smiled, "Okay, let's go eat."

...

After Shi Jin arrived on Hong Kong Island, she first went to an event site.

She didn't take anyone with her, so even the makeup and styling were handled by herself.

This is a brand promotion activity, in addition to her, there are other artists.

Everyone was a little surprised to see that there was not even half of her by her side.

However, seeing her bright and moving appearance, she was not inferior to other artists who specially created makeup and looks, and everyone put away that little bit of unhappiness.

People can only envy those who are a little better than themselves, but they are completely powerless to envy such people who have far surpassed themselves.

"Shi Jin, you can go on stage soon. You can wait for a while." The staff was very polite and brought her a chair.

Shi Jin sat down and waited, and someone next to him was borrowing something in a low voice: "Is there any makeup brushes, I want to borrow them."

"No."

"No."

Shi Jin raised his head and glanced, who would borrow makeup brushes when they were about to take the stage?

What artist has such a completely unreliable team?

Shi Jin saw the figure of a very restrained young girl, looking anxious, borrowing things one by one.

But the artist's things are handled by assistants, and it is useless for her to borrow them here.

What's more, even if someone has it, they are unwilling to lend it to an anonymous person, adding to the trouble.

She borrowed several people in a row and she was a little disappointed.

"I have it here." Shi Jin didn't bring anyone with him today, and in the small bag that happened to be with him, he still kept spare cosmetics.

"Can I borrow it?" After the young girl asked this sentence, she recognized Shi Jin who was standing opposite her, and suddenly became a little stammered, "Shi, Shi Jin? Can I borrow you? something?"

"Okay, take it." Shi Jin took out the thing and handed it to her.

I could see that she was very restrained, her hands trembled while holding the thing, and it took a long time to pick it up, and she started to apply foundation on her face.

At a glance, Shi Jin could see that there was a slender scar on her face, probably because she had taken off her makeup a bit earlier, so it looked quite obvious now, no wonder she had to touch up her makeup.

I just don't know if she is an artist or not. It's really a pity to have such a scar on a good face.

After she finished her makeup, the very slender scar was covered up, and it didn't look like it had any marks, but probably because of the scar, she looked a little unconfident and kept her head down. .

Judging from her dress, she should be an artist who came to the event together.

But this timid appearance really doesn't look like an artist, so it's no wonder Shi Jin doesn't know her at all.

"Thank you." She handed the makeup brush back, "I'm sorry, I don't have time to clean it for you now, so I can only return it to you first."

"It's fine." Since Shi Jin agreed to borrow it, he never thought about whether it was clean or not.

Not to mention a makeup brush.

When it was time to take the stage, Shi Jin, as the biggest artist in the coffee shop, was sent to the C position at the front desk like a star.

After listening to the host's introduction, she realized that it was a crew who came to participate in the event. The girl just now was supposed to be a very small character. Looking at the positions of reporters and cameras, it is estimated that she would not have two shots.

Most of the energy was put on Shi Jin, and the rest was on the two leading actors of the play.

Although the girl carefully covered the scar on her face, no one cared.

At an event like this, lesser-known artists themselves won't get much attention.

Shi Jin glanced at her direction and didn't cue her, just focused on doing her own activities.

...

In a high-end private club.

Fu Xiuyuan had dinner and was drinking tea.

The man sitting opposite him, with a hint of evil in his eyes, reached out and poured himself a cup of tea and asked, "Is the tea here still delicious?"

"I thought it was okay before. But now..." Fu Xiuyuan shook his head.

Drinking the tea specially prepared by Shi Jin, it is really difficult to have a real emotion for the tea in front of you.

"You said it can't be done now? How is it possible? I made this from a specially-asked master. You know, all of them are made with the best tea leaves and the most precise methods. This tea is limited to only 100 catties every year in the world, you know. Why? Because there are a total of 100 stalks of this kind of tea, and only one stalk produces this amount of tea.”

"Then keep it for you." Fu Xiuyuan pushed the teacup towards him.

"Forget it, let's drink together. I've already found a place to take a bath, let's go together?"

Seeing that Fu Xiuyuan didn't agree immediately, he said, "Otherwise, are you planning to go back to see Qin Fanya? My good brother finally got you out of the house. You don't really want to see Qin Fanya, do you?"

"Cao Jingxi!"

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it." Cao Jingxi knew that he was a person, and he didn't bother to care about things related to feelings.

He is also most afraid of a woman approaching him with a purpose.

The two went to the bathing place together, and Cao Jingxi suddenly asked, "Hey, shouldn't you...really be with that little witch?"