Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 24: Personal Appearance

Zhang Ziyue gave Yueyue a thumbs up in her heart for her fearless attitude.

She was a big shot and no match for her.

"Yueyue, can you draw?" Zhang Ziyue looked at her English book with curiosity. The book was now closed, showing nothing.

"Drawing? Who can’t?" Yueyue squinted her eyes, her mouth filled with candy, and opened her English book cheerfully to show her.

Zhang Ziyue looked at her English book with hope, but her face fell when she saw what was on it.

"Is, is this a drawing?" she asked in astonishment, looking at Yueyue. The pages were full of black ink and it was unclear what had been drawn.

To say it was a ghost talisman wouldn’t be too much.

Yun Yue looked down and saw the figure drew clear facial features, and from a different angle, it was a shark. It was a bit sloppy, but it definitely was a drawing.

"Oh, never mind, what am I even hoping for? Shen Xuan’s drawings are so beautiful and she has even won first prize. How could anyone be better at drawing than her?" Zhang Ziyue sighed and glanced at her English book again, chuckling, "Liu Xiaoyan would be so mad if she knew you were drawing ghost talismans on her book."

Yun Yue casually crossed her legs. She really hadn’t done it on purpose.

After self-study, she went home.

Yun Zhonghai had returned from a business trip and was currently watching TV in the living room with Lin Xiang.

"Yueyue, you’re back at the perfect time, come here." Lin Xiang had gone for a beauty treatment with Bai Hui that afternoon and her skin was now whiter and tenderer, she was well-maintained.

Yueyue intended to go straight upstairs but was unexpectedly called by Lin Xiang, so she sat on the couch and casually took out her phone.

"Your auntie and your dad were just discussing whether you could learn an art so that you could have a skill. What do you like?" Lin Xiang sat next to her, her gentle face smiling.

Lin Xuanze laughed and said, "Mom, are you sure you want her to learn art?"

She didn’t look like she had an artistic bone in her body!

Taekwondo or Sanda would be more suitable for her.

"Why not?" Lin Xiang shot a look at him. She had only been eating quietly during dinner and didn’t talk much. Girls were sensitive, and Shen Xuan knew how to play the piano and was versatile in painting. Lin Xiang thought since Yueyue had been living in the countryside since she was young, what if she felt inferior? Having a skill could be good for her.

Although these were skills to be cultivated from a young age, it wouldn’t be a big problem to start learning now.

"No need, I’m not interested in those things," Yueyue said, looking at her phone, her voice neither cold nor warm.

"Then what are you interested in? Your auntie can sign you up for a hobby class," Lin Xiang was easy to talk to and accommodated her about everything.

Yueyue curled her lips, now with her hat off, revealing those brown eyes with a hint of mischief, and tilted her head, "Fighting."

Liu Lanfang was chatting with Sister Li in the dining room and heard Yueyue’s words. She continued to peel peanuts, whereas Sister Li dropped hers on the ground, scattering them everywhere.

"Fighting..." Lin Xiang was somewhat stunned and dazed for quite a while, picturing her fighting and feeling a headache coming on.

She had asked her mother; Yueyue’s records were real, she really fought.

But she seemed quite adorable; perhaps it was an untamed character without proper guidance that led to such habits.

"Then, then how about your auntie signs you up for a Taekwondo hobby class?"

Although fighting wasn’t good, it was still beneficial for a girl to learn some martial arts for self-defense, to not be bullied.

"Mom, are you serious?" Lin Xuanze hadn’t expected his mother to actually consider enrolling her in a Taekwondo class!

You might not realize that the person in front of you can easily take on four, and if you sign her up for Taekwondo, those people are done for! fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

"Learn what Taekwondo, it’s better to learn the piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting," Yun Zhonghai frowned. What was the use of a girl learning Taekwondo? The most popular nowadays were the piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting. The Four Great Associations of Beijing, favored wherever you go.

Lin Xiang had considered it too, but if Yueyue wasn’t interested, surely she wouldn’t force her to learn.

"No need, I’m not learning any," Yueyue stood up, her expression both cold and hard. Yun Zhonghai got angry—her temper was just inexplicable!

She wasn’t even like this with her own mother.

Seeing she really didn’t want to learn, Lin Xiang had no choice but to let it go.

Liu Lanfang continued peeling peanuts. Her granddaughter could do anything; she just didn’t want to learn.

A few years ago, the president of the Painting Association wanted to take her as an apprentice, but she found it troublesome and didn’t want to, and then took one of her paintings, saying it would be hung in the association’s exhibition.

...

Yun Yue dried off from her bath, her hair wet and dripping with water. She placed a towel on her shoulders.

She booted up her computer and logged into Golden Net, where the first task listed was priced at a whopping ten billion—undeniably, the client was loaded.

She clicked the mouse.

The comment section below immediately exploded.

[Holy shit! Y took the job!]

[Never thought ten billion would blow Y out of hiding!]

[This task’s been up for a while now, no one could complete it, but if it’s Y, definitely no problem]

...

Meanwhile, in Yunhua District.

Xiao Chen had received a call from Golden Net that afternoon, informing him that Y had agreed to take the job.

Feng Ye could never have imagined that Y would make a move for ten billion.

It seems there’s nothing money can’t solve—if not, just throw more money at it.

Master Chen’s dominance is unmatched—ten billion, just like that.

That whole afternoon, they just sat on the sofa, staring at Golden Net.

Finally, when Y took the job, he was so thrilled he nearly shouted out loud.

Then, Xiao Chen’s phone rang, the call was from a hidden number.

He answered and switched to speakerphone.

The voice on the other end was male, rough and tough.

"What do you want Ghost Doctor for?"

Is this Y?

"To treat an illness," Xiao Chen said, exhaling a puff of smoke that blurred the outline of his face.

The person on the other end seemed to go silent for a moment, "I’ll send the information to your phone later."

Yun Yue ended the call, took off her headset, and sent a line of text to Xiao Chen’s phone.

The lure of ten billion was too much to resist.

"Is Y joking? Ghost Doctor at the Shangyun Hotel?"

Feng Ye’s face revealed an expression of disbelief upon reading the message; they had scoured the entire Lan City—how could it possibly be at the Shangyun Hotel?

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes, pocketed his phone, and stood up, shaking off the cigarette ash from his body. His tall figure cast a large shadow, partially blocking the light. He looked at Feng Ye from the side, "Let Beijing prepare."

"Isn’t it too early?" Feng Ye touched the blue diamond at his earlobe, rather peculiarly.

It was still not certain whether Y could really provide useful information. Wasn’t it too early to prepare now?

Xiao Chen’s gaze fell on him, sending shivers down his spine.

"I’ll go right now." He quickly made his way to his room, his blood finally starting to circulate.

Yun Yue put away her phone, it looked like she would be busy for a while.

Since the client mentioned treating an illness, Ghost Doctor would surely need to show up personally, but she wasn’t ready to blow her cover just yet.

Sitting in front of her dressing table, she touched her face, then sent a message to Mo Fan.

"What’s the boss up to?" Mo Fan took a bite of instant noodles, puzzled by the message she had sent.

A pretty, fair-skinned young man beside her leaned over and looked up, "Is she planning to step in personally?"

There hadn’t been any big issues lately, right?

Why would she need to make a personal appearance now?