Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Yan Wanqing was very relieved that Yan Xing had such an idea at a young age, it was the responsibility of a man.

"My sister believes in the stars."

She believes that Xing Xing will grow into a pillar of the country in the future.

Yan Xing likes the feeling of being trusted by Yan Wanqing, he is very happy.

Yan Jing hadn't seen his son show such an undisguised smile for a long time.

"Xing Xing, it's getting late, you have to go to school tomorrow, go back to your room and sleep."

Yan Xing pouted, he didn't want to leave, he wanted to stay with Sister Wanqing for a while longer.

Yan Wanqing saw the little guy's reluctance, and said gently and patiently: "Xing Xing wants to become a responsible man, he must study hard first, right?"

"Correct."

Yan Xing understood Yan Wanqing's meaning in seconds, and he sighed maturely, "I'm going back to bed, and you guys should go to bed early too."

Yan Wanqing couldn't laugh or cry when she heard the words.

Yan Jing watched Yan Xing go upstairs, and took out a bank card from his pocket.

Yan Wanqing hurriedly stepped back, "What are you doing?"

"Dad has wanted to give you this card for a long time, but there has been no chance these days."

And at the dinner table, Yan Jing didn't speak, but it didn't mean he didn't care.

He hoped that his father, his daughter, could help her a little more when she encountered something.

"I do not want."

Yan Wanqing is really not short of money now, but for some reason, people all over the world feel that she is short of money, and are vying to give her money.

Yan Jing asked hurtfully, "Wanqing, do you think Dad has too little money?"

"of course not."

"Since you don't feel disgusted, then accept the money."

Yan Wanqing: "..."

Yan Jing just said that Yan Xing was stubborn, and he was just as stubborn.

Yan Wanqing didn't confront Yan Jing, she accepted the money, thinking that one day she would give it to him again.

Seeing Yan Wanqing obediently accepting the bank card, Yan Jing smiled heartily, "If the money is not enough, tell Dad, you know?"

Yan Wanqing replied honestly, "I see."

"Well, go back to your room and get a massage."

Yan Jing went downstairs with a relaxed and happy pace.

Yan Wanqing went back to the room and put Yan Jing's bank card and Yan Xing's wallet into the drawer.

She wouldn't spend the money, but she would remember Yan Jing and Yan Xing's wishes.

Yan Wanqing went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when she came out, the masseuse had already arrived and was packing her things.

Yan Wanqing lay on the bed, narrowing her eyes comfortably.

The masseuse came over, applied the essential oil on his hands, and pushed it away on Yan Wanqing's back, "Miss Wanqing, is this strength okay?"

"pretty good."

This masseuse is very aware of the acupuncture points of the human body. Where she walks through the mobile game, the pores are relaxed, and the fatigue is relieved, as if the two channels of Ren and Du have been opened.

Yan Wanqing rested her chin on the back of her hand, "Your technique is very good, did you go to a Chinese medicine hospital to study the acupuncture points of the human body?"

"No, I haven't studied in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital."

Yan Wanqing became more curious, "Then where did you learn it?"

"I learned the acupuncture points from Dr. Lei."

Yan Wanqing suddenly opened her eyes.

Doctor Ray...

Yan Wanqing pretended to be puzzled, "Who is Dr. Lei?"

The masseuse asked: "Don't you know Dr. Lei? He is a famous ghost doctor in the world, and he is also my first teacher on this road."

Yan Wanqing's enjoyment was much less, and she was more vigilant, "You also said that Dr. Lei is a Western medicine doctor, but I am a Chinese medicine doctor. Chinese and Western medicine have always been incompatible. How could I know him?"

The voice of the masseur was tentative, "You really don't know him?"

"do not know."

"But when I came, he told me to give you a good massage, because you know the acupuncture points of the human body. If I don't press well, he will fire me."

"Really, why did he tell you so?"

"I don't know either, I thought you knew each other."

"I think too much. There is no one named Lei in my circle of friends. He is probably my suitor."

Yan Wanqing then tried to ask the masseur, trying to find out some clues, but the masseur's mouth was very tight, no matter how Yan Wanqing asked, she couldn't get any other information.

The two ended the massage while testing each other.

The masseuse was about to leave after finishing the massage. Yan Wanqing stood up abruptly and grabbed her wrist. She looked cautiously, "Tell me, the purpose of your coming."

The masseur was innocent, "I really just came here for a massage."

"If you were really just doing massage, would you keep asking me about Dr. Lei? Are you setting me up for something?"

Yan Wanqing had vaguely guessed who the masseur was.

She couldn't be from Lei Nuo. If Lei Nuo asked her for something, he would find a way to come in person instead of finding someone to test her.

The masseur still pretended to be pitiful, "Miss Yan, you really misunderstood me, what kind of trap can I, a little masseur, set you up?"

"is it?"

Yan Wanqing took out something from behind, and the silver light flashed past, hurting the masseur's eyes.

There was an upturned and weird smile on her lips, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me that you moved your hands and feet, I can use this needle to make your life worse than death, until you admit it."

The masseur didn't take Yan Wanqing's silver needle seriously.

Knowing that she was arrogant, Yan Wanqing didn't talk nonsense, and decisively inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture point.

She let go of the masseur.

As soon as the masseuse was free, he ran to the door in such a hurry that he even forgot to pack his things.

She had just grasped the doorknob when she suddenly lost feeling in her hands. She looked at the hand that fell on the door and wanted to push down hard, but for some reason, she just couldn't use it.

Fear flashed in the masseuse's pupils, and in the next second, her feet were rooted to the ground, and she couldn't get them out no matter what.

"What have you done?"

Yan Wanqing's slender fingers picked up the clothes on the chair and put them on, and her beautiful fingers fastened the buttons slowly, "I think your massage skills are good, and I want to keep you for a while."

"I don't, you are imprisoned."

Yan Wanqing didn't bother to talk to her, she opened the door and called the housekeeper and security over.

The butler looked at the immobile masseuse in the room, not knowing why, "Miss Wanqing, what's going on?"

"She is trying to hurt me, so she will be locked up in the warehouse first, and I will interrogate her tomorrow."

When the housekeeper heard that the masseur was trying to hurt Yan Wanqing, his face immediately turned serious, "I'll lock her in right away."

The masseuse yelled loudly, which made Yan Wanqing's ears hurt. She licked her ears, "Uncle housekeeper, please shut her mouth up."

In the next second, the masseur's yelling disappeared in his ears.

The movement upstairs alarmed the members of Yan's family. Zheng Ying helped Mrs. Yan go upstairs. Seeing the masseuse under control, the old lady looked at Yan Wanqing nervously, "Wanqing, what happened?"