The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 188 Who is it? (Part 2)

The latest situation in the campus forum is that Zhu Xiangxiang is firmly in Zhu's house, but Ming Jing left Zhu's house instead.

The whole school was very puzzled, why did it become like this?

Could it be that Zhu Xiangxiang can't tolerate the mirror? Kicked Der Spiegel out of the house?

Thinking of this, I became angry with Zhu Xiangxiang.

Zhu Xiangxiang's life at school is in dire straits, and there are too many Der Spiegel fans. If Zhu Shaodan Yuwei hadn't suppressed her, she might have thrown feces and rotten eggs on her. The feeling of being isolated is really uncomfortable.

In addition, at work, Tao Xingxing often wears small shoes for her because of her status as the class monitor. She does not seek meritorious deeds in the position of party branch secretary. After dismissing her post, Zhu Xiangxiang was thrown home in embarrassment.

Only then did she know that Tao Xingxing recommended her to be the secretary of the Communist Youth League, and it turned out that An's thoughts were like this.

Simply hateful!

Zhu Xiangxiang can only be a man with his tail between his legs every day at school, and when he returns home, he has to face the yin and yang Lin Qing and the sulky Grandma Zhu. Zhu Xiangxiang is about to get depressed.

That's right, after Ming Jing left, Lin Qing's attitude towards her changed.

No matter how well-behaved and caring Zhu Xiangxiang is, Lin Qing is no longer indifferent, and goes to the room where Ming Jing lived every day to miss her.

Zhu Xiangxiang was speechless, and Lin Qing was simply out of his mind.

Zhu Xiangxiang thought of a classic theory in love, what you can't get is always the best, and this theory is also applicable here.

In this game, Zhu Xiangxiang took the time to see clearly, she lost, and she lost completely.

Zhu Mingjing used this trick to retreat and completely defeated her.

A person who turned around and decided to leave is always more missed than a stalker.

She just lost this round, and the next round will be the highlight.

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After school, when Zhu Xiangxiang walked out of the classroom, he was suddenly bumped and almost fell to the ground.

Tao Xingxing ran past her without even looking at her, happily ran over to hold Ming Jing's arm.

"I heard that you have moved. Invite me to visit your new home. Will you be able to eat and drink when you have nothing to do?"

Ming Jing smiled and nodded.

No one dared to help Zhu Xiangxiang, and everyone who passed by her automatically stayed away.

Her enemies are not only Ming Jing and Tao Xingxing, but also high school seniors Zhao Zhen and Li Jiaojiao. She used to have those fans who supported her, but now these fans have already moved on. Li Jiaojiao put it down, who would dare to seek death for Zhu Xiangxiang.

Zhu Xiangxiang gritted his teeth, bowed his head and left.

Walking to the school gate, she saw Ming Jing and Tao Xingxing getting into a black Santana. When Ming Jing left Zhu's house, she returned everything she got from Zhu's house to Lin Qing, including the BMW.

Ming Jing still needs to raise three children. Where does she live and where does the car come from?

Zhu Xiangxiang suddenly thought of a person, Shen Zhou...

No wonder he had the confidence to leave.

Zhu Xiangxiang's eyes darkened. Who is Shen Zhou? He was just playing for fun. How could he really take her seriously, let alone with three oil bottles.

If Shen Zhou knew that she was not Zhu Jiazhen's daughter at all, but a premeditated impersonation, he would probably not like her even more.

Zhu Xiangxiang thought that she must find evidence of Ming Jing's impersonation as soon as possible, and could not delay any longer.

The first thing is to find Mingxin. Shaodan found out about the sanatorium before. The sanatorium is tightly guarded, and ordinary people can't get in at all.

Then if it proves that Ming Jing and Lin Qing are not related by blood, then it doesn't matter whether Ming Xin appears or not.

Zhu Xiangxiang hooked her lips, Ming Jing, just wait and see, I will definitely tear off your mask.

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"Wow, Ding Jing, your house is simply a mansion, and there is a large open-air balcony, which is too beautiful."

Tao Xingxing was amazed, "Although it's nice to live alone, why did you move out from Zhu's house? Isn't it cheaper Zhu Xiangxiang?"

Ming Jing smiled but said nothing.

Sometimes winning is not necessarily winning, and losing is not necessarily losing.

"Hello, sister." Mingchen and Mingti changed into home clothes and came out of the bedroom, and immediately greeted Tao Xingxing obediently.

"You two are Ming Jing's junior sisters? Let me guess which of you is the older sister and who is the younger sister."

Mingti sighed boredly, why would anyone who saw them both play this boring game.

Ming Chen was very cooperative, and soon became good sisters with Tao Xing Xing, talking about sister Xing Xing, coaxing Tao Xing Xing from ear to ear.

Tao Xingxing had dinner here, and played for a while before leaving.

Ming Jing sent her downstairs, and Tao Xingxing sighed: "Since what happened last time, my mother has been in a state of nervousness, and she will follow me no matter where I go. She is relieved when I say that she is here to look for you. Otherwise, I won't be allowed to come out alone."

"Listen to your mother, she is for your own good."

Tao Xingxing pouted, but held back when he wanted to say something.

Ming Jing sent her to Wu Jiaqi's car, the window was half down, revealing Wu Jiaqi's haggard face, "Ming Jing, come to my house for dinner if I have time, I will take Xing Xing back first."

"Auntie, drive slowly on the road."

Wu Jiaqi nodded with a smile before driving away.

Seeing that Ming Jing turned into a small dot from the rearview mirror, Wu Jiaqi asked, "Did Ming Jing move out from Zhu's house?"

Zhu's family lives in Mingshan Garden, where Tonghe is prosperous.

"I'm angry when I talk about it, it's not Zhu Xiangxiang who is a demon..." Tao Xingxing explained the whole story before, "Her mother is too partial, I'm about to die of anger, Mingjing moved out It just happened to be cheap, Zhu Xiangxiang."

"Mingjing is called retreating to advance, you are still too young." Wu Jiaqi smiled and shook her head.

But Mrs. Zhu's thoughts are really unpredictable. Ming Jing and Zhu Xiangxiang can still favor Zhu Xiangxiang. Either Zhu Xiangxiang has great skills, or this Mrs. Zhu is blind.

But Wu Jiaqi sensitively felt that this matter was not as simple as it appeared on the surface, and this Miss Zhu was a little mysterious.

She has been thinking about it for the past few days, maybe she was wrong at the beginning, the killer on the night of Xing Xing's birthday appeared a little strange, and Ming Jing's reaction and skill at that time were unexpected, and the logic could not be self-consistent.

That killer didn't come for the stars, but for the mirror.

The "Jichang" she saw at the entrance of the convenience store that day appeared a little too deliberately, and everything seemed to be arranged artificially.

She suddenly remembered that Ming Jing came to the house that day, and when making dumplings, she naturally mentioned that old friend...

Wu Jiaqi stepped on the brake suddenly, making a piercing sound.

Tao Xingxing fell forward due to inertia, hit his head on the back of the chair, and knocked his head dizzily.

"Mom, did you get rear-ended?" Tao Xingxing was more concerned about Wu Jiaqi's safety.

Wu Jiaqi stared at Che Hai in front of her in a daze, ignoring the sound of horns honking behind her, feeling like she was in an ice cellar.

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"Young man, come in." Han Suwen waved with a smile.

The young man tugged at the corner of his clothes in some embarrassment, and was dragged in by Han Suwen.

Han Suwen planted flowers on the open-air balcony. She likes to play with flowers. The colorful flowers flutter in the wind, which are particularly bright.

A celadon tea set was placed in the center surrounded by flowers, and a girl in a plain robe knelt on the futon, holding a scroll of scriptures in one hand, and sipping from a celadon cup with the other.

At dusk and dusk, the golden glow covered the whole body, and the girl was bathed in the golden light, spotless, holy and ethereal.

Han Suwen led him to the balcony, closed the door and left, and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

"Sit." Ming Jing put down the scriptures and pointed to the opposite side.

The boy glanced at her, walked over and knelt on the futon.

A celadon teacup was placed in front of him, and the white and slender hands were holding the teapot. The brown tea soup was poured into the porcelain cup, and the fragrance of the tea overflowed far and wide, accompanied by light clouds, colorful flowers, sunset and breeze, creating a special artistic conception.

"What's your name?" The girl's cold and gentle voice gently fell on her ears, like the most graceful piece of music, a kind of ultimate enjoyment.

"Eighteen." The boy said coldly.

"How old is this year?"

The teenager shook his head: "I don't know."

There is no age in the mountains, he does not know his own age, even if he remembers it is not accurate.

"Yiliang Mountain in Yunzhou."

The boy raised his eyes in shock, and the girl in front of him broke his imagination time and time again.

How did she know about that secret base?

"You have an eagle head tattoo on your left shoulder, which is the WT logo."

Shiba touched his left shoulder subconsciously, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"