The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

"A mere mortal is nothing to worry about."

Shibacai didn't believe her nonsense, and became more and more vigilant in her heart. She actually knew WT like the back of her hand, which was terrible.

"It seems that you haven't figured out what I said last time."

Shiba stared at her coldly: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do?" Ming Jing frowned, seeming a little confused.

"I want an answer...an answer that will let her rest in peace."

Eighteen was confused, who is she? what is the answer?

The girl looked at the clouds and clouds in the sky, her expression was a little indescribably lonely, Shiba's cold and hard heartstrings were gently touched.

He pursed his lips and asked, "Who is that she?"

"friend."

"Is she dead?"

"Yes."

"How did you die?"

The girl pursed her lips, her smile was lighter than the clouds of smoke in the sky.

"She dedicated her whole life to the organization, but she was silenced because her value was lost, and she died without a whole body. If this is the killer's fate, then do you accept it?" Ming Jing looked at him fixedly, with deep eyes like two deep pools, There is nothing to hide.

Shiba was stunned for a moment, and said with firm eyes: "I don't accept fate, my fate is up to me."

Ming Jing nodded and smiled: "This is the answer I gave you."

The Eighteenth Congress was shocked and looked at her deeply.

There are some things, just click and stop.

"This is a road full of thorns, but this time, we are fighting for freedom." Ming Jing put down the teacup, and the soft "bang" of the collision sounded like thunder in Shiba's ears.

"Fight for freedom." He murmured, his eyes gradually changed from wandering to determined, burning with raging fire.

Being a killer is a fate he cannot choose, but this time, he has a chance to choose again.

Han Suwen stood outside the glass door and knocked on the door, Ming Jing nodded.

Han Suwen opened the door and said, "Dinner is ready, this...how do you call my little brother."

"My name is Eighteen."

Han Suwen smiled and said, "Eighteen, come and eat."

Shiba glanced at the mirror, Han Suwen said with a smile: "Miss never eats dinner."

Shiba was enthusiastically pulled out by Han Suwen, who closed the door intimately.

Ming Chen's eyes lit up instantly when he saw Shiba, "Wow, where is the little brother from, so handsome."

Ming Chen immediately rushed over excitedly, "Little brother, what's your name?"

Facing a lively and lovely little girl, Shiba couldn't stand it anymore, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "I...my name is Shiba."

"It's a strange name, but I like it. Hehe, Brother Shiba, sit down quickly. Aunt Wen's cooking is delicious."

Mingchen pulled Shiba to sit next to him, Mingti gave her a glance, a guy who values ​​sex more than friends.

Shiba looked at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, and was a little at a loss.

"Brother Eighteen, eat quickly." Ming Chen stuffed the chopsticks into his hand, and put a big chicken leg into his bowl, "Taste it quickly, it's delicious."

Eighteen took a bite of the chicken leg, and his eyes lit up instantly. It was much more delicious than in a fast food restaurant.

He put his head down and ate like a storm, and Ming Yi covered his mouth and laughed, "Brother Eighteen eats like a duck."

Han Suwen said angrily, "Yiyi, it's impolite to say that about my brother."

Ming Yi stuck out his tongue playfully: "I'm sorry Brother Shiba, I shouldn't have said that about you."

Shiba choked, Ming Chen poured a glass of water and handed it to him, and said distressedly: "Brother Shiba, have you never had a full meal before?" It was like a starved ghost reincarnated.

Eighteen "gudong gudong" poured water, and when his throat felt comfortable, he looked at Mingchen. The little girl's eyes were shining, brimming with innocence and enthusiasm.

"I have never eaten such a delicious meal."

He said it seriously, but made everyone laugh.

Han Suwen said: "Looking at how thin you are, you must have suffered a lot in the past. In the future, Auntie will cook a lot of delicious food for you and make up for you."

Eighteen was full, he put down his chopsticks, looked at Mingchen Mingti, Mingyi and Han Suwen who were sitting opposite, and Xiaoying in the kitchen was cooking soup, they were lovely and enthusiastic, kind and friendly, they didn't dislike him at all, let him I felt the warmth and smoke that I had never felt before.

On the open-air balcony not far away, the sky is getting darker, and the shadows of the lights are flickering, reflecting the lonely but upright silhouette of a girl.

Stay away from the fireworks in the world, no sorrow and no joy.

Once, he lived like a walking dead, and he didn't even know what it meant to be alive.

And at this moment, he truly felt the meaning of being alive.

It is the joy of taste buds being conquered by food, the satisfaction of stomach being filled with food, the little girl’s 18 brothers, and the gentle and distressed eyes of the woman opposite...

Zeng Shisan told him that WT is our belief, and the so-called belief is a lifelong pursuit, for which he has thrown his blood and blood without complaint or regret.

He wanted to refute, but was speechless.

Here and now he understands that his belief is freedom.

——

The night was getting darker.

The children were all asleep, and Shiba squatted in the living room to clean up the mess.

Ming Chen has been pestering him to play puzzles, he can put together the extremely complicated Lego building blocks in the shortest time, which caused Ming Chen to scream repeatedly, and even Ming Ti admired him.

Eighteen packed up the building blocks bit by bit and put them in boxes.

Ming Jing walked down the stairs, Shiba looked up at her, put down the building blocks and stood up.

"Come with me."

Shiba followed Ming Jing and went out the door.

The elevator stops on the eighteenth floor of the same floor. There are two households on the first floor. Mingjing walked to Xihu and unlocked it with his fingerprint.

The house was large, with painted walls but no furniture, and the living room seemed very large and empty.

The lights in the room were not turned on, only the moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows brought a faint light.

As soon as Shiba closed the door, a strong wind suddenly came from behind him, he immediately raised his hand to block, the opponent's finger pinched the arm bone seven inches, the finger was like a steel needle, every inch it passed was painful, Shiba's face was slightly ferocious , with a move of the black tiger with his right hand, straight to the opponent's life gate, I saw a white light flashing in front of my eyes, like a white lotus blooming in the dark night, leaping lightly over his head, hooking his right hand with his right foot, and tiptoe of the other toe Pointed at his heart, Shiba's chest was full of energy and blood, and the whole person flew out like a kite, and fell heavily to the ground.

The girl's figure fell to the ground lightly, her white skirt danced lightly and landed on her ankles, and the silver lotus shimmered under the moonlight.

Shiba stared blankly, outside the floor-to-ceiling window behind the girl, there was a crescent moon, and the person standing under the moon was as bright as a dust, ethereal as a fairy.

"The foundation is good, but the speed is not good. The ultimate way to control the enemy is to be fast."

"A master duel, a second is life and death."

Shiba got up and looked at her in confusion: "How can I train at such a speed?"

"Concentration." Ming Jing said indifferently: "Ziyi sits with a candle burning and knows everything; he doesn't turn his eyes; he doesn't move his knees. There is no distracting thoughts in his heart, and Fang realizes the unity of man and nature."

Shiba nodded half-understood.

"If you want to practice concentration, meditate every morning and evening, let go of all worries, put your thoughts in the present, and the mountains will collapse and the earth will crack, and you will not move like a mountain."

Shiba asked, "How did you do that move just now?" His arm has no feeling up to now, it's really amazing.

"The human body has twelve main meridians and eight extra meridians. The fourteen meridian points are divided into fifty-two single points, three hundred double points, and fifty extra points outside the meridian. There are a total of seven hundred and twenty points, of which one hundred and eight are There are four critical points, which are divided into fatal and non-fatal points, four points for soft numbness, dizziness, and light and heavy points, and the four points are divided into nine points, which together form thirty-six death points."

"Baihui fell to the ground, the tail did not return home, the Zhangmen was hit, ten people and nine people died, the sun and the Yamen were bound to meet the king of Hades, with a broken spine and no bones, died in a hurry under the knees, mastered the eight extraordinary meridians, The key point of Baihui is just like a mayfly shaking a big tree, and it can defeat the enemy without any effort."

The words were originally full of murderous intent, but when they came out of her mouth, they were like spring breeze blowing on her face, gentle and calm.

"Can you teach me?" Eighteen had seen it in the martial arts novels hidden by Thirteen, but they didn't expect such kung fu.

Ming Jing turned and walked to the French windows: the scenery on the eighteenth floor is unique.

"The world is like this moon, where there is a surplus, there is a shortage, and there is a gain, but there is a loss. What would you give me in exchange?"

Shiba bowed his head and thought for a while, as if he was making a difficult decision. After a long time, he said solemnly.

"I believe you are my salvation."

"For freedom, for loyalty."

"Since the words are spoken, it is hard to follow them."

Under the bright moonlight, the girl slightly raised the corners of her lips.

"From now on, this is your home."

——

Last year, Mr. Shen had his seventieth birthday, and Shen Zhou passed it on in a low-key manner.

Let those who want to curry favourites be disappointed.

This year, it is going to be held with great fanfare, which is quite different from Shen Zhou's usual style, and everyone speculates about the meaning of Shen Zhou's doing so.

After pondering and pondering, I didn't figure out anything. Instead, I gave everyone a chance.

Therefore, after the news that Shen Zhou was going to hold a birthday banquet at Yunmeng Villa, the hearts of Jiangzhou were all floating.

These young talents in Jiangzhou and upstarts in the business world are not as good as Shenzhou Legend.

Invincible, elegant and gentle, clean and self-disciplined, filial and kind, a peerless good man who has all the advantages in one body, has attracted many ladies and ladies from Jiangzhou, but year after year, Mrs. Shen's position is still vacant.

The daughter of the Liu family, Liu Yaxin, who had been sealed off for the sake of sinking the boat, has also died down. Not long ago, she married a small round of security guards, and she has become the talk of Jiangzhou after dinner for the past half month.

This year, Shen Zhou is thirty-six years old, and he is still alone. Those celebrities who used to have fantasies have gradually lost their minds, and when they should fall in love, they should get married.

But this time, Shen Zhou changed his usual style to hold a big birthday banquet, and sensitive people have already smelled something unusual.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, maybe Shen Zhou wants to get away, and wants to choose an ideal partner through this banquet.

Now Jiangzhou is completely bustling, the beauty salons are overcrowded, and the celebrities are making great preparations for the upcoming birthday banquet.

Speaking of Shen Zhou's generous effort this time, almost all those in Jiangzhou who cooperated with each other but did not have friendship received invitations.

Zhu Wentao stared at the invitation sent by Uncle Wen, and was taken aback for a moment.

"This is... an invitation from Shen Zhou?"

Uncle Wen replied: "Yes sir, on September 20th, at Yunmeng Villa, Mr. Shen will be seventy-one years old."

Whether it's not whole or nothing, why is it suddenly a big deal?

Zhu Wentao felt a little strange, "Has anyone in Jiangzhou received the invitation?"

Uncle Wen replied: "Almost all the respectable people have received it. This time, Mr. Shen is going to make a big deal. I heard that he has invited an opera troupe. Mr. Shen loves to listen to operas. This is the rhythm of a three-day opera. What's the point?" Uncle Wen was also at a loss.

Lin Qing suddenly thought of Ming Jing, and she asked, "Did Ming Jing receive the invitation?"

Uncle Wen shook his head: "I don't know about that."

Zhu Wentao glanced at Lin Qing: "Is it because of the mirror?"

Lin Qing said with a straight face: "How do I know, you, a father, don't care about your daughter at all, and you don't even know where she lives."

Zhu Wentao sighed: "That child Ming Jing has ideas, what can I do, and besides, the company is in her hands, I am a useless person now, even you look down on me, don't you?"

Lin Qing said coldly: "Did you listen to what Ming Jing said that day? She did that for your own good."

"Ah Qing, how can I explain it to you so that you can believe me? Before, I lost my mind, and I was willing to spend my whole life to make it up to you, but now it's about a man's dignity. Do you really want everyone in Jiangzhou to laugh at me? Zhu Wentao Is it a waste that is raised by a daughter?"

"Aren't you?" Lin Qing curled his lips in disdain.

"When you do that kind of thing, there is no dignity at all. You deserve everything now."

Zhu Wentao's eyes dimmed, and he watched Lin Qing go upstairs.

"Father." Zhu Xiangxiang came in at some point, and said softly, "Don't be angry with your mother. What you did before hurt my mother too much. Give her some time."

Zhu Wentao nodded: "Xiangxiang is right, I was too anxious."

"Actually Ming Jing's departure is the biggest blow to my mother. I don't understand how Ming Jing can be so unfeeling to my mother. She is my mother's biological daughter. I don't know who inherited her personality. She is not like us at all. Is the person from the Zhu family the deceased grandpa? But I have never seen grandpa, what do you think, dad?"

Zhu Wentao looked at Zhu Xiangxiang's curious eyes and frowned: "Your grandpa has a bad temper, she is nothing like your grandpa."

"That's weird. In fact, when Ming Jing first came back, I couldn't believe that she was my mother's biological daughter. She was so beautiful that she didn't look like her mother or grandma at all. Maybe that's why she You are not close to our family..., I feel sorry for the sincerity of my mother and grandma..."

Zhu Wentao frowned, "What did you just say?"

Zhu Xiangxiang was stunned: "Dad, what's wrong?"

"Repeat what you just said?"

The corners of Zhu Xiangxiang's lips turned slightly, and he said softly: "Ming Jing looks nothing like your mother, grandma, or father. She is so beautiful. If there is no DNA paternity test, I really doubt that she is not born to my mother. Of course Ming Jing It's also impossible to bribe a private detective to falsify the paternity test..."

Zhu Wentao's complexion suddenly sank, yes, why didn't he think of it.

The weird feeling in my heart has finally found a reasonable explanation. The appearance of Ming Jing is indeed not similar to that of the Zhu family. He has never thought about it before. Today, when Zhu Xiangxiang pointed it out, he suddenly became alert. possibility.

The more careful the investigation, the more suspicious it became, and he had even made up his mind.

For a profit-seeking businessman, what is family affection, especially a daughter who has never been raised, is not as solid as the benefits at hand.

Zhu Wentao hurried upstairs, he had to think carefully about this matter.

Looking at Zhu Wentao's hurried back, Zhu Xiangxiang's lips curled up slightly.

If it is said who in the Zhu family hates Ding Spiegel the most, now Zhu Wentao is doing his part.

How could Zhu Wentao, who was once so proud, tolerate Ming Jing's taking over his company and discrediting him.

The human heart is like a net, the more it is stretched, the bigger the hole becomes.

People only believe what they want to believe, and Zhu Wentao is even more willing to believe in that one percent possibility. Human nature told her that Zhu Wentao will turn that one percent possibility into one hundred percent.

In this way, she can reap the benefits of being a fisherman.

——

"Master Xiao, Shen Zhou's invitation letter." Ye Jian handed it over respectfully with both hands.

Ran Tengxiao opened it and glanced at it, then raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Shen Zhou is an interesting person. Orthodox businessmen like them never want to have anything to do with our Ran family, but now they send the invitation letter to me. This is to spread the word."

"What are you advertising?" Ye Jian asked curiously.

Ran Tengxiao narrowed his eyes, "I'll know soon."

Who and what is it that is worth the trouble of Shen Zhou, an old fox?