The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 125 Ambition (Part 1)

It was raining heavily outside the window, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

Ming Chen flinched, subconsciously grabbing Ming Ti's hand.

Ming Ti didn't bother to laugh at her timidity at this time, and patted her on the back lightly.

"You just said that the song was about the second sister? How did you know?"

"You are stupid, look at this line of lyrics, the temples of Emei are like a mirror, and the green hills are everywhere. Doesn't the penultimate word of each sentence read the name of the second sister? And only the second sister always wears white clothes." , and no one looks better than the second sister in white clothes. When I heard the lyrics, I thought the lyrics were weird. Just now I dreamed about the second sister, and suddenly thought of this song. Isn’t this tailor-made for the second sister? ?”

Ming pointed out a white glance at her: "Maybe it's just a coincidence, how did the second sister know the big star? The second sister didn't even go to the concert tonight, so it's worth it, Zhu Xiangxiang."

"Then tell me, where did Second Sister get the tickets for the concert? The seats we are sitting in are not for ordinary audiences."

Mingti fell silent.

"That big star is handsome and talented. It would be great if he could be with the second sister." Ming Chen felt CP's excitement on his face.

Ming Ti slapped her on the back, frowned and said in a cold voice, "Why are you crazy? Is that man worthy of Second Sister? Don't mention it again, be careful that Second Sister knows how to beat you."

Ming Chen snorted: "Second Sister thinks it's good to be good enough for her. Anyway, we've already returned to vulgarity, so we can fall in love casually."

Mingti sighed and shook his head: "You look so silly and sweet, what will you do if you are cheated by a man in the future?"

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Qu Feitai took a hot bath and walked out with a towel around his waist. There is a washing machine with integrated washing and drying in the bathroom. After taking a shower, the clothes were also dried.

This dress is still the black one-piece overalls he wore when he sang Baiyi. It looks broad shoulders and slender waist, tall and long legs, and the golden proportion figure of a super male model is no more than this.

Qu Feitai straightened his hair in front of the mirror, and let the hair hang down, the sharp eyebrows were diluted, making him look cute and gentle.

"Mr. Qu, I have bought what you asked for." Du Ze's voice came from outside the door.

When Qu Feitai opened the door, Du Ze felt that the light above his head became much dimmer in an instant.

No wonder so many fans like it, this boy looks too good.

In the past, he was a big star who was cold and didn't talk much. Tonight, his hair fell down softly, and his sharpness was reduced. His pair of dark and beautiful eyes are bright and soft, like the Labrador retriever raised by his little niece, so docile and tolerable. I couldn't help but want to touch his head.

Alarm bells rang in Du Ze's heart, and he instantly curbed his terrifying thought.

Qu Feitai said thank you, and walked into the kitchen with his things.

Du Ze walked in, "Mr. Qu, do you need help?"

"Go take a shower, I'll do it alone."

Qu Feitai took out the ginger and rinsed it carefully under the tap.

The young man's back is slender and tall, his head is lowered and he is very serious about washing. The light casts a layer of soft light on his whole body. A big star who shines brightly on stage is also a serious person in life.

There are no kitchen knives or chopping boards in the kitchen. There is only one pan, which should be a gift from the brand when the integrated stove was installed. The Qufei table has been washed several times before adding water to boil.

After Du Ze made sure there was no problem, he left to take a shower.

Ming Jing came out of the shower, and the phone was completely turned off because of the battery.

Just about to go to bed, there was a knock on the door.

"I made ginger soup, you drink it before going to bed, or you will catch a cold if you get caught in the rain." The clear and clear voice of the young man came faintly from outside the door.

"Thank you, put it at the door." The girl's calm voice came from inside the door.

Qu Feitai put the boiled ginger soup at the door, then turned around and went downstairs.

A minute later, the door opened a crack, and a slender white arm stretched out from the door, carrying the bowl in.

Only then did Qu Feitai go downstairs contentedly.

"Good night."

The temperature of the ginger soup is just right, the taste is bitter and spicy, and the taste is very strong, but at the end of the drink, it suddenly becomes sweet.

It turned out that there was a piece of rock sugar at the bottom of the bowl, and the rock sugar melted in the mouth, quickly diluting the astringency of the ginger soup, leaving only sweetness between the lips and teeth.

Ming Jing looked at the empty bowl and said calmly, "Good night."

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Too many people can't sleep tonight.

Huang Chao is one of them.

This was the most anxious night in his life. The artist he had high hopes for drove out in the middle of the night when it was raining heavily, and he called him and chased him after him.

Huang Chao is going crazy.

While monitoring public opinion on the Internet, he looked for him all over the world.

After a traffic accident, not to mention your reputation, the most important thing is to ensure that everyone is safe, otherwise the entertainment circle will make another big news following the incident of Zheng Qing and Liang Yanran.

In desperation, Huang Chao could only call the police, and he couldn't control anything else. Only the safety of Qu Feitai was the most important thing.

At one o'clock, the police responded, and found his car at an intersection. The car must have collided with other cars. The strange thing is that there was only one empty car at the scene, and the Qu Feitai was missing. The surveillance at the intersection Due to the heavy rain and short circuit, the whereabouts of Qu Feitai could not be traced according to the monitoring.

Knowing this result, Huang Chao's heart became even colder.

Qu Feitai won't offend the local black forces, right? I heard that something in Jiangzhou will be very powerful, maybe Qu Feitai was kidnapped.

Huang Chao panicked and didn't know anyone in Jiangzhou, so he had no choice but to call Mr. Zhang.

When Zhang Fushan heard that Qu Feitai had disappeared after a car accident, he was startled, hung up the phone and quickly dialed a number without stopping.

"Hello, is this Young Master Qu's secretary? I'm Zhang Fushan. Zhang Fushan, the boss of the record company signed by Third Young Master, you contacted me before, remember?"

"It's you, did you have something to do when you called in the middle of the night?" The other party must have fallen asleep and was woken up, with deep displeasure mixed in his tone.

Zhang Fushan hurriedly said: "The big thing is not good, something happened to Third Young Master."

The voice of the other party suddenly raised an octave: "What?"

Zhang Fushan said tremblingly: "It's like this. The third young master held a concert in Jiangzhou tonight. After the concert, it rained heavily. The third young master drove out alone. Later, he called his manager and chased after someone else. After the manager called again, the phone was turned off. After calling the police, the police found the car that caused the accident, but San Shao himself disappeared. The surveillance at the intersection was also broken due to the heavy rain. I feel the need to let you know."

The other party said in a deep voice, "I see." Hualuo hung up the phone.

Zhang Fushan pouted, anyway, the words had already been brought, even if something happened to Qu Feitai, it had nothing to do with him.

The secretary didn't feel sleepy at all, and immediately called the first contact. It was half past one in the morning, and the other party was still fast asleep.

The safety of the third young master is of great importance, if the young master finds out that he concealed it and did not report it, the consequences will be very serious.

Sure enough, when the other party heard the news that Qu Feitai had disappeared in a car accident, he immediately ordered him to contact the Jiangzhou police. He must find Qu Feitai as soon as possible. In view of Qu Feitai's influence, he could not leak the news and let the police secretly find someone , the identity is exposed and it is more troublesome to find.

At the same time, Jiang Chunlan, who was asleep, received a call.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chunlan put on her clothes and got up.

The young master of the Qu family disappeared after a car accident. This young master is none other than the big star Qu Feitai who held a concert in Jiangzhou tonight.

No matter how you look at it, this matter is not a trivial matter.

Jiangzhou is not the territory of the Qu family. As the saying goes, a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake. If Qu Feitai really provokes some forces, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. The Qu family really has nothing to do.

First Young Master Qu found her and came in front of her. She still has to take care of this matter.

Jiang Chunlan made a few phone calls, explained clearly, and waited for the result.

But this night, the Ran family mansion was brightly lit.

Lin Feng hurried into the living room, "Master Xiao, I found out, it was all caused by that girl from the Zhu family."

Ran Tengxiao raised his eyebrows: "Zhu Mingjing?"

"It's her. She has a good relationship with Mrs. Jiang. Mrs. Jiang invited her to appraise the treasure at home. She immediately concluded that it was a fake. Mrs. Shen and Mrs. Gu were present at the time."

"Decide at a glance? Does she have sharp eyes?" Ran Tengxiao snorted.

"If it wasn't for Jiang Chunlan's game, there must be something wrong with Zhu Mingjing."

Ran Tengxiao squinted his eyes, "Jiang Chunlan finally couldn't help but take action on An Zhitinglan's incident last time."

"But it shouldn't be." Lin Feng frowned: "No one knows that the real product is in Master Wen's hands. Jiang Chunlan shouldn't know in advance."

Ran Tengxiao sneered and said: "That's Zhu Mingjing's problem. This girl always feels that she is very evil. It has been just over three months since she returned to Jiangzhou. What she does seems to be out of order, and she is paving the way for herself. , this girl is very ambitious."

He never believed that there was a real saint in this world, no matter how well she pretended.

"How many good things are hidden in Uncle's secret room?" Ran Tengxiao glanced at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng lowered his head: "After the death of Master Wen, the uncle learned about the existence of the secret room from Ji Chang. Unfortunately, the secret room is equipped with a self-destruct device. The self-destruct device will be activated after entering the wrong password three times. The entire secret room and the Ran family mansion will be reduced to nothing. The ruins, until now, no one has been able to open this secret room."

Ran Tengxiao rubbed his chin: "This is interesting, Uncle is really interesting."

"Greed is not enough to swallow an elephant, Uncle, if you understood this truth earlier, you wouldn't die without a whole body."

"Then how will Jade Group respond?"

"Father doesn't know about personnel affairs, and my aunt takes care of her for the rest of her life. This mess naturally fell on my head."

Ran Tengxiao smiled, his eyes were cold.

"Abandon it or give it up."

Lin Feng nodded: "I see."

"Miss Zhu, it seems that I have to find a chance to meet for a while. I have a hunch that there will be information that I am interested in on her."

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While the whole world is looking for Qu Feitai, the person concerned is fast asleep.

After sleeping until seven in the morning, and it was still raining outside the window, Qu Feitai went out refreshed.

Du Ze bought breakfast and set it on the dining table.

"Mr. Qu, you can have breakfast first, I'll go upstairs and call Miss."

Qu Feitai walked upstairs with long legs: "I'll call."

Qu Feitai was about to knock on the door when the door opened from the inside.

Ming Jing walked past him and went downstairs calmly, "Let's go."

Qu Feitai followed behind her: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Um."

"It's still raining today, if nothing happens, don't go out."

Ming Jing paused, then turned to look at him.

Qu Feitai touched his nose: "What's wrong?"

Ming Jing turned back and went downstairs, said flatly, "After dinner, I'll ask my assistant to take you back."

Qu Feitai let out an "oh", lowered his gaze in disappointment.

He followed Ming Jing, watching her white skirt dragging on the steps, like a blooming lily, swaying and making his heart soften.

Breakfast is soy milk fritters and steamed stuffed buns, Du Ze said apologetically, "The conditions are poor, Mr. Qu will just let it go."

Qu Feitai sat opposite the mirror and said, "I'm not picky about food, as long as I can eat enough."

Ming Jing was very quiet when he was eating, he didn't say a word, he drank a sip of soy milk and ate a mouthful of steamed buns, and moved slowly. Qu Feitai never knew that someone could eat steamed stuffed buns so gracefully and beautifully.

Some people seem to have such a magical power, she just sits there quietly, every frown, every move is attractive enough, people can't take their eyes off her at all.

After breakfast, the three of them took the elevator to the underground garage. Qu Feitai still covered his face with a hat and a mask. He was tall and had long legs and walked very fast. Mingjing always walked slowly, neither fast nor slow. For this reason, Qu Feitai only Can slow down, so as to maintain the same level as Der Spiegel.

The garage was very dark, Ming Jing walked quietly, Qu Feitai coughed lightly, and the voice-activated lights came on one after another.

Du Ze went to drive first. At this moment, there are only Ming Jing and Qu Feitai in Nuo Da's garage. The whole world is so quiet that only the sound of their breathing can be heard.

"Mingjing." The young man's deep voice fell on his ears, like a song of strong and mellow wine.

Mingjing Xindao deserves to rely on his voice for food.

"Um."

"After the concert is recorded on a disc, I will give you a copy, you must watch it."

"good."

There was a tinge of joy in the boy's clear voice: "Do you really know how to watch?"

The underground garage is cool and dark, and a gust of wind blows from nowhere, blowing up the skirt of the mirror, as if it is going to ride the wind to go home.

Qu Feitai panicked and grabbed her arm subconsciously.

She has no desires and desires, indifferent and cold, as if no one and anything in this world can catch her eyes, Qu Feitai is really afraid that she will really become a fairy in the next moment.

Ming Jing's eyes fell on the hand that was holding his arm.

The boy's palms were large, with slender finger bones, round and clean nails, and his skin was a degree darker than the skin of her arms, which made Ding Jing's excessively fair skin even more prominent.

Qu Feitai realized that he had overstepped, and quickly let go of his hand.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Her skin was too fair and tender, and the place where his palm touched it immediately turned red.

Qu Feitai's hand behind his back felt hot.

The soft touch of skin to skin is lingering in his heart, making his heart soft and messy.

Ming Jing stared at the place he had scratched, with downcast eyes wondering what he was thinking.

At this time, the headlights behind Ding Jing were brightly lit, and a car drove towards them quickly. The other party seemed to have noticed the two of them, and screamed for them to get out of the way.

At the very moment, Qu Feitai put one arm around Ming Jing's waist, and rolled her on the ground. The moment he landed, he turned his body and hit his back on the ground, Ming Jing's whole body was on top of him.

"Hmm..." Qu Feitai snorted, and tightened his hands around Ming Jing's waist.

Close at hand, with four eyes facing each other, Qu Feitai looked deeply into her eyes.

This is the first time he has looked at her eyes seriously, beautiful almond eyes, black and white, big and bright, the eyes are like thick ink, and there is a bottomless mystery in the blackness, which seems to be hidden. Many stories converge to calm in the blink of an eye, like a clear lake, no matter how turbulent the bottom of the lake is, the surface of the lake will never be turbulent.

"Mingjing...me." He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

The next moment, Ming Jing stood up, brushed the hem of his skirt, and looked at him lightly with lowered eyes: "Where is the injury?"

Those calm eyes seemed to be poured down by a basin of cold water, and Qu Feitai's passion disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Struggling to get up, Qu Feitai hissed lightly: "It's okay."

Ming Jing glanced at his elbow, closed his eyes and remained silent.

The car rushed past the two of them and disappeared, probably out of fear of taking responsibility, and slipped away before the two of them could react.

At this time, Du Ze stopped in front of the two of them, Ming Jing took a small box from the trunk and got on the back seat.

Qu Feitai watched her open the box, and it turned out to be a first aid kit with antiseptic medicine inside.

Ming Jing took a cotton swab and dipped it in iodophor, and looked up at him: "Extend your arm."