The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 23 Amazing

It was late at night when Uncle Wen returned to Zhu's house. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Zhu Xiangxiang waiting at the door of the garage.

"Miss."

Zhu Xiangxiang looked around: "Come with me."

There was silence in the garden, and Zhu Xiangxiang asked, "How is it?"

Uncle Wen handed a USB flash drive to Zhu Xiangxiang: "The photos are all in it. Miss Ming Jing has a senior sister named Ming Xin, who is about her age. She has been sick and stays at home. I haven't seen her in person. Three junior sisters, two There are two nine-year-old twins, and the youngest is six years old. They usually rely on the villagers at the bottom of the mountain to make a living, other than that, there is nothing unusual."

"It's been a hard trip, Uncle Wen."

"Not to mention, the mountain is really difficult to climb. It's so high and steep. My old waist is almost folded. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really can't believe that Miss Ming Jing lived in such an environment since she was a child. I grew up, it's too poor..."

"Also, I heard the villagers at the bottom of the mountain say a lot about Ms. Mingjing. Ms. Mingjing is a kind child who has helped many people. People there worship her like a Bodhisattva."

"The reason why I asked you to come here is to make up for it. They are the sisters of Master Mingjing, that is, my sisters. In the future, Uncle Wen, find someone to deliver things to them, once a month. Expenses are deducted from my fund."

When she was twelve years old, Lin Qing set up a fund for her, and put money into it regularly every month, which was regarded as her growth fund.

"Miss is really kind, and it is also Miss Ming Jing's blessing."

"Uncle Wen, these are what I should do."

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Back in the room, Zhu Xiangxiang turned on the computer, plugged in the USB flash drive, and read the photos inside.

This nunnery is indeed very dilapidated, and the place is not big, but the ancient trees are dense, the silence is far away, and it feels like a paradise.

In the photo, there are three little girls in Ziyi clothes, two are eight or nine years old, and one is five or six years old. They are all taken from the back, and it is not clear what they look like.

Zhu Xiangxiang stared at it for a long time, and she couldn't help thinking that if she hadn't been wronged at the beginning, she would be the one who lived in the nun's nunnery with the green lamp and ancient Buddha all her life.

This kind of life is scary just thinking about it.

For the first time, Zhu Xiangxiang felt a sense of gratitude in his heart.

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"This dress is very suitable for Ms. Zhu. The soft and elegant goose yellow brings out her icy muscles and bones. Her temperament is fresh and noble. She deserves to be the number one lady in Jiangzhou. She lives up to her name." The designer who came to deliver the dress opened her tongue. The tout of the lotus.

This custom-made dress is really suitable for Zhu Xiangxiang, Lin Qing nodded with satisfaction: "My Xiangxiang naturally looks good in anything, but your craftsmanship is also good."

The designer smiled and said, "By the way, there is one more thing. Can I ask Miss Zhu to try it?"

The designer pulls out another dress.

Lin Qing frowned, Zhu Xiangxiang said: "Give it to me, I'll send it to Ming Jing, she doesn't like to see strangers."

"The shelf is quite big, you call her down for me."

The designer kept an eye on his nose, nose and heart, thinking that this real daughter's status in Zhu's family is not very good, it seems that her emotional intelligence is not good.

Zhu Xiangxiang had no choice but to go upstairs to call Mingjing.

The designer saw a tall and thin girl walking down behind Zhu Xiangxiang. The girl was wearing a white home dress, which was ankle-length, and she walked gracefully like the wind.

She is much taller than Zhu Xiangxiang, so she looks thinner, and her collarbone is clearly visible.

The designer often works with supermodels, and this girl's figure perfectly conforms to the golden ratio of supermodels. Even if she wears a simple, baggy white dress, it feels different.

Looking closer, the girl's skin is very fair, as if she has not seen the sun all year round, her eyelashes are slightly drooping, she is calm and beautiful, with a restrained elegance.

She sighed that her good looks and temperament were ruined by her hairstyle. If she changed her hairstyle, she would definitely be a stunning beauty.

"This is Ms. Ming Jing, she really has the charm of Mrs. Zhu when she was young, and she will definitely be a beauty when she grows up."

Lin Qing smiled bluntly: "This is a custom-made dress for you, go and try to see if it fits."

The designer hurried out and said, "I'm going with Ms. Ming Jing, this dress is a bit difficult to wear, and I need help."

After Ming Jing changed and came out, Lin Qing glanced at it casually, then his eyes widened for a moment, and he frowned subconsciously.

"It doesn't fit, try another one."

The compliment the designer was about to say got stuck in his throat, and the smile at the corner of his mouth froze.

Zhu Xiangxiang walked over with a smile: "I think it's very pretty, it's very suitable for Der Spiegel, so let's take this one."

Lin Qing frowned and said, "It's too showy. At Madam Jiang's tea party, we need to find out who is the protagonist."

The designer was slandered from the bottom of her heart, she would be in the limelight, she hadn't had her hair done yet, what did the wife think, what mother doesn't want her daughter to be beautiful, and she is afraid of stealing the limelight from others? You don't have this kind of attitude towards Zhu Xiangxiang. Is this a double standard?

Ming Jing glanced at Lin Qing lightly, without saying anything, but the indifference and sarcasm hidden in those eyes made Lin Qing suffocate for some reason.

"Mom, this is Ming Spiegel's first official appearance in front of the public after his return, and he must appear beautifully. This is also a way to wish our parents face, don't you think?"

Lin Qing paused: "Forget it, that's it."

The designer hurriedly said: "Miss Ming Jing, I will recommend a stylist to you, and she can come to your door to do styling that day." He said and handed over a business card.

"Thanks."

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The tea party is scheduled to start at two o'clock on Sunday afternoon.

In order to appear in the best condition, Zhu Xiangxiang has lightly fasted for the past three days, and has hardly eaten any staple food. She feels like she is about to float up.

Ming Jing ate lunch as usual, she found that Ming Jing really won't gain weight no matter what he ate, maybe because he was a vegetarian all the year round, but Ming Jing couldn't see any bad complexion on his face.

She is different. She has a fat-prone physique, and she grows meat when she drinks saliva. In order to maintain the aura of a goddess these years, she has hardly eaten staple food, does not know what fried chicken tastes like, and has never eaten a bite of dessert. Although she has Money and status, but she can't enjoy the delicacies of the world, and sometimes she is a little depressed.

Looking at Ming Jing's thin back, it would be a lie to say that he is not jealous.

Especially when Ming Jing reappeared in that haute couture dress, with light makeup and a suitable hairstyle, something broke in Zhu Xiangxiang's heart.