Bodyguard of the Goddess

Ye Yuhua was like a clay bodhisattva, from the moment Xiao Zheng went upstairs to summon Lin Huayin to the time when he returned to the living room, Ye Yuhua sat motionless on the sofa, maintaining the posture when Xiao Zheng went upstairs. While Xiao Zheng, who has ADHD, admires this, he can't help feeling that the 20-year Buddhist life is no joke, and his mind has reached a certain level of tranquility.

The fidgeting Brother Ah Zheng refilled Ye Yuhua's cup of tea, and chatted casually. The long-awaited Lin Huayin finally arrived late, wearing casual attire.

Perhaps after some training from Ah Zheng, Lin Huayin put away her cold expression and came to the living room calmly. Before she could sit down, she said aloud, "There are no ingredients at home, I'm going to buy vegetables."

"Auntie is still eating at home?" Xiao Zheng asked warily. "Anyway, today is your birthday again, why don't we go to the restaurant to eat. I can still celebrate for you."

"She is a monk, what can she eat outside?" Lin Huayin said lightly.

Xiao Zheng suddenly realized, scratched his head and smiled: "That's right. Auntie is really not suitable for eating in restaurants. That's fine. You chat with Auntie, and I'll go shopping."

"Let's go together." Ye Yuhua got up slowly and said with a gentle face. "I haven't been to Mingzhu for many years."

"That would be the best." Xiao Zheng enlivened the atmosphere and said with a smile. "Auntie, if you haven't been to Mingzhu for twenty years, I will really show you around. In the past twenty years, Mingzhu has undergone earth-shaking changes." \\exist

Ye Yuhua nodded lightly and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Auntie, you are too polite." Xiao Zheng said with great interest after taking the key from Lin Huayin. "Let's go, let's take my aunt around."

Lin Huayin saw that Xiao Zheng was trying to maintain a situation that was extremely easy to fall into embarrassment, and there was a slight sense of security in her heart. With him around, at least I'm not afraid of being too dull, and I don't have to stare and look for something to say.

But thinking that Xiao Zheng didn't return all night, it is very likely that he didn't sleep all night, so he couldn't help but took the key from Xiao Zheng's hand, and said lightly: "Did you not sleep last night?"

"It's okay!" Xiao Zheng grinned, widening his bloodshot eyes. "Don't talk about one day, even if I don't sleep for three days, I'm still full of energy."

"I'll drive." Lin Huayin didn't say much, and went out with the key.

Xiao Zheng shrugged, turned his head and smiled at Ye Yuhua who was snubbed by Lin Huayin: "She has such a temper."

Ye Yuhua smiled,

Didn't comment either.

How can a mother not understand her daughter? Even though the number of times we have met in the past 20 years can be counted on the fingers, how can the family relationship where blood is thicker than water be measured by time?

The three got into Lin Huayin's white BMW, Lin Huayin was driving, and Xiao Zhengze sat in the back compartment to chat with Ye Yuhua. The whole person was in a state of inexplicable excitement, and he even ignored Ma Yingjun's presence. I didn't even think about it.

"Auntie, do you think Mingzhu has changed a lot compared to twenty years ago? Has it become more and more prosperous?" Xiao Zheng asked with a smile.

Ye Yuhua looked calmly and nodded: "It's very big. There are too many people."

"Yes." Xiao Zheng said with emotion. "A financial center always needs workers from all over the world to promote it. Old Mingzhu people can't do it alone."

Ye Yuhua said gently, "Yes."

Twenty years. She has long been used to talking less and listening more. It's not as sharp as it was back then. She always looks at problems from her own point of view, and uses her gifted business talent to analyze sharply, which makes others feel pressured.

Today's Ye Yuhua may still retain her innate talent, but twenty years of chanting scriptures and Buddhas have already worn away her glitz, leaving only the silence of the ancient blue lantern Buddha.

"Auntie, I heard from Xiaozhu that you were the most famous talented woman in Yanjing back then. Then do you know Lu Dashan, the rich man of our Pearl?" Xiao Zheng was looking for topics, and at the same time wanted to learn about Lu Dashan's past through Ye Yuhua. Of course, it's not that he has no way to understand Lu Dashan, but compared with Ye Yuhua, a queen of the same period, four eyes will always be biased when analyzing a person through a blunt network.

"I know." Ye Yuhua nodded slightly and said. "Still an old acquaintance." Sure enough. For big figures like Ye Yuhua and Lu Dashan, even if one is in the south and the other is in the north, the possibility of not knowing them is too low.

"Is he rich? And great?" Xiao Zheng asked.

"It's quite remarkable." Ye Yuhua laughed. "He became the richest man in Mingzhu at the age of thirty. Do you think he is very rich?"

Xiao Zheng grinned and said, "They're all filthy rich." After a pause, he continued to ask. "Then why can't I hear from him at all now? Are you lonely?"

"There are rich people who are high-profile and some are low-key. If they don't want to show their faces, it will be difficult for outsiders to hear about them." Ye Yuhua explained.

"It seems that he is a low-key rich man." Xiao Zheng nodded.

"He's still a carefree rich man." Ye Yuhua laughed. The evaluation of Lu Dashan is quite high.

The two talked and laughed happily while admiring the scenery outside the window, and the time passed quickly. Lin Huayin also deliberately took a long detour, passing many famous scenic spots in the Pearl, which can be regarded as leading Ye Yuhua around.

When he came to the shopping mall, Ye Yuhua, who was wearing a long robe, soon attracted many strange eyes. After all, in an international metropolis like Mingzhu, there are very few monks wandering around. Especially a beautiful female nun like Ye Yuhua. It is extremely rare.

Xiao Zheng noticed that several middle-aged men showed peeping eyes at Ye Yuhua. This may be very common to ordinary women, even a kind of silent praise, but to Ye Yuhua who is a monk, it is a bit profane. But without waiting for Xiao Zheng to react, Ye Yuhua said softly: "A monk cultivates his body and mind. I have cultivated for twenty years, enlightened some principles, and smoothed some obsessions. I will let go of everything I can. I can't let go. Yes, I am also participating."

These words were originally just to persuade Xiao Zheng not to mind other people's gazes, but they inadvertently hurt Lin Huayin's heart. I couldn't help asking coldly: "You let go of everything that should be released, and you also let go of what shouldn't be released. Then what are you doing here? To fulfill the obligations you haven't fulfilled? Or to show others?"

Xiao Zheng was caught off guard, but Ye Yuhua's face remained calm and calm.

"You don't fight for what you should fight, but you fight for half your life when you don't need it. Thanks to your 20 years of Zen practice, you can't even understand a word of love. How dare you say that you didn't use Buddhism to escape?" Lin Huayin His face was cold. His face was full of anger for not fighting, but also hated for his ruthlessness.