Chapter 2 The Hidden Big Shot
It was already dark when they left the Ji family's old residence.
Bai Ling followed Ji Yian and Sun Yurou back to the Ji family's home.
A few years ago, Ji Yian and his brother had already moved into separate quarters from the old lady.
The Ji family is a prominent family in Licheng. Ranking second in terms of assets, the Ji family's children live separately from their parents after marriage.
"Sir, Madam." A middle - aged woman opened the door. Sun Yurou called her Sister Li.
Sister Li glanced at Bai Ling behind them. Disdain flashed in her eyes, yet she respectfully said, "This must be Miss Bai, right?"
"Sister Li, take her luggage upstairs and give her the new set of pajamas I bought. Tell her to take a bath later." Sun Yurou had been in a foul mood all the way.
She couldn't forget the mocking looks from the eldest brother's family in the Ji family.
Although they said Bai Ling was ill - bred, everyone knew that between the lines, they were insinuating that Sun Yurou was trying to attach herself to the wealthy family and didn't care about her own daughter.
She didn't dare to lose her temper in the Ji family, but she never had a good face for Bai Ling. "Your grandma has been sent to the hospital, to a VIP ward. It costs four hundred thousand yuan a month. I'm warning you, since we're spending so much money, you'd better be obedient."
"Shut up!" As soon as Sun Yurou finished speaking, Ji Yian coldly rebuked her. "After all, she's your daughter. How can a mother talk like that?"
Sun Yurou felt wronged, and tears welled up in her eyes. "Aren't I doing this for our family? Do you want Xin'er to marry into that family?"
Ji Yian didn't say a word. His sword - like eyebrows were furrowed. After a moment of silence, he looked at Bai Ling. "If you don't want to marry the eldest young master of the Fu family, I can find a way to call off this engagement."
Bai Ling looked up at him. Ji Yian was fifty years old, but he took good care of himself. There were no signs of age on his face. Those eyes would inadvertently reveal a glint of sharpness, yet in front of Bai Ling, he tried his best to maintain a gentle demeanor.
Bai Ling lowered her eyes and pursed her lips. "I'm willing."
"You......"
Ji Yian was about to say something more, but Bai Ling interrupted him. "I'm going to rest."
She lowered her eyes. There was no expression on her clean - looking face, and a hint of annoyance spread between her eyebrows.
After a day's car ride, she was tired and really not in the mood to deal with others.
Looking at her somewhat slender back, Ji Yian felt as if something was tugging at his heart for some reason. After a moment of silence, he asked again, "Aren't you really going to think about it? This is a major event in your life."
Sun Yurou proposed that Bai Ling marry into the Fu family, but Ji Yian didn't agree.
This child had grown up without her mother by her side and had suffered in that rural place with her grandma. He couldn't bear to ruin a girl's life like this.
"No." Without looking back, Bai Ling followed Sister Li upstairs.
Bai Ling briefly unpacked her luggage and then opened the black computer on the table.
The computer desktop was very clean, with not a single software on it.
Bai Ling's fair fingers tapped rapidly on the computer. Soon, the computer popped up a page, and strings of codes were displayed.
Two minutes later, she stopped.
A piece of information was displayed on the computer. Staring at it, the corners of her red lips slowly curled up.
Fu Shen?
She propped her chin with her finger and looked at the man in the photo with an aggressive gaze.
After a while, she closed the information and went to take a bath.
After coming out of the bath, someone sent her a WeChat video call.
She was wiping her hair with a towel in one hand and answering the video call with the other.
"I've been exposed."
On the other end of the video was a man with brown - dyed hair, green eyes, fair skin, a high - bridged nose, a perfect figure, and a noble aura.
Bai Ling's fingers paused. She sat on the chair, threw away the towel, and started operating on the computer.
After a moment, she picked up the towel again to wipe her hair. "Okay."
Since she was a child, Bai Ling had found that she was different from others. At the age of seven, she had completed all the courses from primary school to junior high school.
At the age of ten, she assembled a complete computer and hacked into a hacker website. So far, no one has discovered that it was her masterpiece.
The person in the video was Lu Jingyu, a research genius. So far, he has developed countless works that have shocked the international community. Each of his works is worth a fortune.
Many people have tried to force Lu Jingyu to research some dangerous weapons.
Over the years, if it hadn't been for Bai Ling, Lu Jingyu would have died countless times.
They have a life - and - death bond. Although Bai Ling only knows that Lu Jingyu is a research genius, she can guess that his identity is more than that. She has never asked about his other identities.
They understand and respect each other.
Lu Jingyu found a safe place, with a cigarette in his mouth, looking nonchalant, no longer in a state of being chased.
Bai Ling glanced at him. "Is it very troublesome?"
"A bit." Lu Jingyu nodded. "But it's nothing serious. One - on - one, these people are no match for me. What I hate the most is when they gang up on me."
Lu Jingyu couldn't hold back and cursed.
"Do you want me to help you solve it?" When the water on her hair dried, Bai Ling threw away the towel, poured a glass of water, and took a sip.
"No need." Lu Jingyu waved his hand. "I can handle it. You're investigating Fu Shen, aren't you? Don't expose your identity because of me."
Bai Ling shrugged, curled her legs, and rested her chin on her knees. Her voice was a bit tired. "Whatever."
"Once I'm done here, I'll go back to you..." Lu Jingyu paused. "Tone down your temper. That Fu Shen is no ordinary person."
"Stop nagging." Bai Ling was a bit annoyed. "I'm hanging up."Licheng, Mingyuan.
Fu Shen stood in front of the French window. The faint light and shadow from outside the window shone in, stretching his figure slenderly. His well - defined features were as if meticulously carved by God. His nose was tall and straight, and his thin lips were cold.
In the light and shadow, he exuded a natural aura of royalty. His deep - set eyes were like a bottomless pool of water. He pursed his thin lips, and there was no expression on his face.
"Master Fu, the Ji family was originally going to marry Ji Xin, but it's now Bai Ling instead." Behind Fu Shen, Xing Yu in a black suit stood respectfully. His voice was deep. "She's the eldest daughter of Ji Yian's wife. Do you want me to go and find them?"
"No need." Fu Shen turned around. His voice was calm.
"I heard that this Bai Ling has a bad character. She was truant and got into fights from primary school to high school. She was expelled before finishing junior high school and doesn't even have a high school diploma. How can she be a worthy Mrs. Fu?" Xing Yu was a bit annoyed. How dare the Ji family play tricks on Master Fu? Didn't they know the consequences?
Fu Shen raised his eyebrows slightly, his gaze deep. "Who do you think is worthy of being Mrs. Fu?"
"At least someone outstanding." How could the woman who matched Master Fu not be an outstanding person?
Fu Shen squinted. "Given my physical condition, who would be willing to marry their outstanding daughter to me?"
Xing Yu lowered his head and pursed his lips. "I will definitely find Ghost Face and ask him to cure your illness."
"Is Ghost Face that easy to find?"
If he were easy to find, there wouldn't have been no news for months.
Fu Shen waved his hand. "Go prepare a gift for the first meeting. We can't be impolite when meeting my fiancée for the first time."
"But......"
Xing Yu was about to say something more, but Fu Shen gave him a cold look, and he fell silent.