The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 211 Disturbed Heart (Part 1)

"Mr. Ran, wait a minute, I'll answer the phone." Gu Qingshan walked aside with his mobile phone.

Ran Tengxiao poured a cup of tea, and while sipping it, looked at the rain scene outside the window.

The scenery of the tea house is very good, quiet and elegant, antique, it is easy to relax people's mind.

The tea mist was dense, and the faint tea fragrance couldn't cover up the vague fragrance. It was originally the effect of meditation, but it made him feel irritable for no reason.

The porcelain cup was a little hot, but his fingertips could not feel the slightest heat, only the boundless coolness.

Her body was as cold as ice, more piercing than the cold wind that was gradually entering winter.

Lowering his eyes, Ran Tengxiao stared at his fingertips in a daze.

At this time, he heard Gu Qingyan's uncontrollable roar outside the door: "What are you talking about? Li Yaru, you and your cousin's family are going to kill me. You are using my name to bully the weak and offend everyone. It's all over, now I have to wipe my ass in a hit-and-run? You don't want to kill me, do you? You'd better pray that no one is killed, let her turn herself in as soon as possible, and the law can give you a lighter sentence, or you'll just wait Give her food for the rest of your life."

Ran Tengxiao squinted his eyes, did the car accident at the intersection just now have something to do with Gu Qingyan?

Gu Qingyan came in again, his expression much uglier than before, "Sorry, Mr. Ran, where did we just talk? Continue."

Ran Tengxiao took a sip of tea and said leisurely, "What difficulties did Mr. Gu encounter?"

Gu Qingyan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said with a smile, "It's okay...it's okay, let's drink tea."

"I heard that Mr. Gu's cousin is a famous painter who is best at landscape painting. He is a master of traditional Chinese painting. It just so happens that my aunt is celebrating her birthday and I want to give her a painting. I wonder if Mr. Gu can help me find a pair of master paintings." The masterpiece, the price, will definitely not make the master's hard work in vain."

Gu Qingyan's face froze. Now that Li Yang's family is mentioned, he is full of resentment. It is all a good thing that Li Yaru did. Under his banner, he promoted Li Yang, a master of fame and fame, and collected money everywhere. They took all the benefits. He is the one to blame.

"What? Could it be that Mr. Gu won't give me this face?"

"No, Mr. Ran's face is naturally given to him. It's just that Li Yang, his hand is injured, and he can't draw for the time being. It may disappoint Mr. Ran."

"That's a pity." Ran Tengxiao sighed.

"Gu Qingshan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, "I don't know if Mr. Ran still agrees to the matter we discussed earlier? "

"You are talking about the investors of the Jockey Club. I really can't say that alone."

Gu Qingshan frowned. After this horse race, he found that this horse race is really promising, even fatter than he imagined.

If Ran Tengxiao disagrees, he has plenty of ways to deal with him.

"What do you mean, Mr. Ran?"

As far as he knows, the Jockey Club is the property of the Ran family, and Ran Tengxiao is the talker of this generation. How can anyone listen to what he says?

Could it be Ran Qing? This woman is nothing to worry about.

No matter how powerful the Ran family is in his eyes, they are nothing more than local snakes. Can snakes rival Jiaolong?

And he wants to fly in the sky.

Although he was afraid of the Ran family, at the same time he looked down on the Ran family even more. When Ran Bowen was alive, he was fine. After Ran Bowen died, each generation was worse than the next generation. This Ran Tengxiao was too young to support such a big business.

How could Ran Tengxiao not see the disdain in Gu Qingyan's eyes, he picked up the teacup to hide the sneer from the corner of his lips, took a sip slowly, and then slowly said: "The other major shareholder of the Jockey Club is Miss Mingjing."

Gu Qingshan's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head calmly, "Mirror?"

When did these two hook up? Why is there no news at all?

This bright mirror is really powerful, rich and small wealthy businessmen, political and business celebrities in Jiangzhou are more or less related to her. I thought that Ran's family was the last piece of pure land, but I didn't expect that I couldn't escape.

"Yeah, speaking of this year's Marseille success, Ms. Ming Jing has contributed a lot. She is now the second largest shareholder of the Jockey Club. I don't care."

"This..." Gu Qingyan felt annoyed in his heart.

This bright mirror has a good relationship with Mrs. Shen, Mrs. Jiang is also a guest, and she is Shen Zhou's younger sister. The relationship is intricate and well-connected. It is a pity that his family has just offended the master in his name.

If you can win this guy over... Gu Qingyan pondered for a while, and secretly made up his mind.

Ran Tengxiao secretly observed the expression of the man opposite, and sneered disdainfully.

——

Gu Qingshan's car disappeared into the rain curtain, while Ran Tengxiao stood under the eaves, watching the heavy rain with his hands behind his back.

Ye Jian quietly walked to him: "Master Xiao, I found out, it was Mrs. Gu's cousin who hit someone with a car and fled."

After a pause, Ye Jian said: "Coincidentally, this woman just came out of school. Her daughter had a conflict with Miss Ming Jing's sister. She bullied others and wanted the principal to expel Miss Ming Jing's sister..."

Ye Jian briefly explained, "...Feng Qianqian ran into someone and escaped, and Miss Ming Jing passed by and saved someone. It was a good show of karma."

"Gu Qingshan's wife is really a good tricker." Ran Tengxiao sneered.

"More than that, the matter of Li Yang is enough for Gu Qingshan to drink a pot. He is too busy to take care of himself, and he still has an appetite for greedy horses. How is Master Xiao going to deal with it?"

"This seat needs to be replaced." Ran Tengxiao sighed with his hands behind his back.

Ye Jian's heart trembled, and he quickly lowered his head.

"In the past few days, people have been sent to watch him closely. This old pervert has become dishonest again." Ran Tengxiao's fingers behind his back turned the jade wrench, his tone was cold and ruthless.

——

Ming Jing came home in the rain wearing a bloody coat, and Han Suwen was shocked when he opened the door to see her.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Ming Jing smiled: "It's okay, the blood belongs to someone else."

Han Suwen was even more frightened.

Ming Jing said, "It's not what you think. There was a car accident on the road, and I helped with first aid."

"Amitabha, you scared me to death. It turned out to be a false alarm." Han Suwen clasped his hands together and bowed to the sky before he said relaxedly, "Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The Buddha sees all the good intentions and good deeds of my lady." Miss, I'll put some hot water on you, take a hot bath quickly, or you'll catch a cold..." Saying that, he went upstairs in a panic.

Ming Jing glanced at the phone. Shen Zhou and Mr. Shen both called. She replied one by one, soothing her.

Tao Xingxing, Jiang Jinchen, and Gao Chang all called, and Ding Jing was on the way to answer the phone and answer the phone.

"Miss, the bath water is ready."

Ming Jing hung up Jiang Jinchen's phone, put down the phone, and walked into the bathroom.

At the same moment she closed the bathroom door, the phone rang again.

Ming Jing paused, and almost all relatives and friends who knew her number received the call.

Except for Lin Qing and Zhu Wentao, Ming Spiegel doesn't want to pay attention to these two for the time being.

Ming Jing took off his wet bloody clothes, took off his wig, and stepped into the bathtub.

In the steaming heat, she dived into the water, and after an unknown amount of time, Ming Jing slowly raised her head from the water, her eyelashes were stained with water, and dripped into the water.

The hibiscus comes out of the clear water, and the natural carving is not enough to describe the purity and beauty of the girl. Those radiant eyes seem to fall into the sky full of stars, the beauty is soul-stirring.

At this moment, thousands of miles away in Jingzhou, "Girl Idol" recording studio, during the intermission.

Several instructors drank water, played with mobile phones, or chatted with assistants, but Qu Feitai frowned, as if he was calling someone, and his expression was a little anxious.

"Who do you think Qu Feitai is calling?"

"I've never seen Qu Shen look so sad, who else can have this magical power except my sweetheart?"

"Everyone, read the news quickly. Something happened to Der Spiegel. Qushen must be worried."

The current news media has no lower limit, regardless of the facts, just exaggerating to attract attention, such as the headline-Ming Jing appeared on the street in blood, the national goddess actually did such a thing?

Or——whether it is the loss of morality or the distortion of human nature, let's look at our national goddess.

No matter how bad it is, it's like this-the national goddess is not worthy?

The titles are all exaggerated titles that can be misunderstood at first glance, attracting people to click in, say some specious things, and then match it with the widely circulated photo of the bright mirror sitting outside the rescue room in blood, making everyone's appetite Hang full.

Everyone's first reaction was that something happened to Der Spiegel. No media outlet made it clear what exactly happened.

The heat has also been stirred up, but it has been misunderstood.

At the very least, Qu Feitai's first reaction when he saw the news was panic and fear. After quickly calming down, he started calling Ming Jing, but Ming Spiegel never answered.

The young man frowned, and pursed his thin lips. He only hated himself for being so far away in Jingzhou, thousands of miles away, and not knowing anything.

Qu Feitai got up immediately and strode away under everyone's attention. The assistant director hurried to catch up: "Mr. Qu, the recording is about to start, where are you going?"

"Sorry, I have something urgent. Please suspend the recording. I will bear all the consequences caused by it." He left without looking back. Judging from the hurried steps, there should be something urgent.

The assistant director was dumbfounded, and all the staff, instructors and contestants were dumbfounded.

Xu Lian'er was discussing this matter with her assistant just now, and she couldn't believe it: "The rumors can't be true, right? He and Ding Jing...?"

The assistant coughed, signaling her to be cautious.

Not only Xu Lian'er thinks this way, but everyone else thinks this way.

The contestants are all young girls, and they can't resist a tall, handsome and talented superstar like Qu Feitai. They have idol worship and longing for him.

Now that his reaction has confirmed the rumors, he can no longer deceive himself and others. Naturally, some people are happy and some are worried, some are mad with jealousy, and some are knocking on CP until they take off.

"The rumors are true. The person our male god likes is Ming Jing..."

Everyone heard the sound of their own hearts being broken into two pieces, others are okay, Ming Jing's words... the number one lady in Jiangzhou, whose peerless beauty, everyone can't catch up even if they take a rocket.

When a person is extremely good, even jealousy seems so feeble.

Zhu Xiangxiang suppressed the crazy jealousy in his eyes, and secretly clenched his fists.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get Qu Feitai's eyes, and Ming Jing could easily make Qu Feitai lose his composure and leave everything behind.

——

Ming Jing walked out of the bathroom, her half-dry hair drooping obediently, while wiping her hair with a towel, she sat down in front of the mirror.

A slender figure was reflected in the mirror, his face was bright red from the steam, his eyes were misty, and there was a faint trace of beauty in his cold brows, which was absolutely gorgeous.

Ming Jing stroked his hair, and found that it had grown behind the ears in more than half a year.

Her hair was as black as thick ink, and her skin looked more like frosty Saixue, and her facial features were exquisite and beautiful.

Ming Jing fell asleep, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was gloomy and dark.

This autumn, it seems to be extraordinarily rainy.

Ming Jing went downstairs to pour water to drink, and the whole house was eerily quiet.

At this time, Xiaoying went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and Sister Wen went to pick up Xiaowu from school.

The day after tomorrow, she was going to Jingzhou to participate in the winter camp. The school gave her two days off in order to let her prepare with peace of mind.

Ming Jing came out of the kitchen with a water glass in his hand, and was about to go upstairs when the doorbell rang suddenly.

Ming Jing paused, the fingerprint lock does not need a key, it is neither Xiaoying nor Sister Wen.

Ming Jing walked over and looked out through the cat's eyes.

What is he?

The ringing continued, as if Der Spiegel kept ringing the door without opening the door.

Ming Jing opened the door helplessly, and the young man hugged her with chills all over his body. Ming Jing paused when he saw the young man's deeply worried eyes.

It was in this dazed effort that she was held tightly in the arms of the young man.

The cold and wet rain, wrapped in a faint youthful breath, rushed towards his face.

Lost eyes, confused mind.