The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 25 Recognition

The sun is weak today, and it falls on the body warmly, without feeling hot at all.

There is a cool breeze, and the fragrance of bamboo is wafting.

The waiter delivered all kinds of exquisite snacks, including Chinese and Western styles.

"I specially invited the pastry chef from Kyoto. I heard that the sweet chestnut mousse he made is a must. Please try it."

Gao Jia said with a smile: "Thanks to Madam, I have a lucky meal today."

Jiang Chunlan brought a piece of mousse cake to Ming Jing and said with a smile, "Ming Jing, try it."

Der Spiegel is as good as he is: "Thank you."

Gao Jia's eyes flicked between the two, "Ma'am, did you know Miss Zhu before?"

Why does she always feel that Mrs. Jiang's attitude towards this real daughter of the Zhu family is a bit unusual.

Jiang Chunlan smiled softly, "I hit it off with Ming Jing, so I naturally like it."

Zhu Xiangxiang's food was tasteless, glanced at the girl sitting quietly beside her, and tightened her fingers holding the fork.

"Miss Zhu, you have been back at Zhu's house for more than a month, have you gotten used to it?" Gao Jia asked curiously.

Ming Jing said lightly, "It's okay."

"I heard my cousin say something about you. She said that you had a bad life before. You became a monk since you were a child, and you didn't have enough food and clothing. It's really pitiful. Now that you're back, you will definitely get better in the future." Ye Lan There is a kind smile on her face, like a caring elder sister who cares about her younger sister.

"What? A monk?" Gao Jia couldn't believe it, and looked up and down the mirror, "You used to be a nun."

Jiang Chunlan frowned and glanced at Gao Jia.

There was no displeasure on Ming Jing's face, it was still so calm.

"Okay, this is Ming Jing's private matter, don't bring it up." Jiang Chunlan's tone was a little harsh. Jiang Chunlan has always been gentle and dignified. This is the first time they saw her speak harshly. .

Ye Lan is very good at talking, and she is in control of the next topics, making Mrs. Jiang laugh out loud from time to time, and time slipped away so quietly.

"You sit and chat, I'm sorry." Jiang Chunlan put on a scarf and left with graceful steps.

As soon as Jiang Chunlan left, the three of them relaxed at the same time. Gao Jia leaned on the back of the chair and showed off her new manicure: "Zhu Xiangxiang, I haven't seen you for a long time. How does it feel to be a fake daughter of a wealthy family?"

Ye Lan took a sip of scented tea leisurely.

Zhu Xiangxiang smiled gently and dignifiedly, and couldn't find any faults: "I have sighed countless times for the love of God for me, otherwise, I don't know who will be the number one lady in Jiangzhou."

"As expected of coming from a poor country, all of us here are ashamed of this shameless effort, don't you think so, Miss Zhu Mingjing?"

Ming Jing raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Gao Jia scolded from the bottom of her heart, this real daughter is really a boring gourd who can't get a fart out of three sticks, and doesn't answer anything.

"According to what you said, I just came out of the backcountry. It seems that I am not qualified to be at the same table with Miss Gao."

Gao Jia couldn't figure out what she meant, and said with a fake smile: "Then how can it be the same? The rich and nobles value bloodlines most. Although you grew up in a remote village, you have noble blood flowing in your bones. It’s a kind of tempering, but for some people, even if they fly on a branch, they still can’t change their background from a chicken coop, and their petty temperament makes people laugh.”

Zhu Xiangxiang sneered, and was about to fight back when the people around her spoke before her: "Zhu's family went back 20 years, and they also made their fortune in a remote village. Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang was born as a beggar, which does not affect his founding of the Ming Dynasty." Dynasty, princes and generals have a kind? It’s the 21st century, and blood is still the only way to judge high and low. If you dare to go home and check your Gao family’s genealogy, go back several generations, are you a farmer with his face facing the loess and his back facing the sky? ?”

The girl's clear and crisp voice resounded everywhere, neither fast nor slow, gentle and firm, as if a spring thunder was blowing in her ears, she just sat there gently, her brows and eyes were cold and gentle, and her eyes were intimidating, but when she looked at it again, it was windy and cloudy light.

Zhu Xiangxiang glanced at Mingjing, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Gao Jia was stunned for a moment, and then smiled angrily: "You are really interesting, I really regard Zhu Xiangxiang as your caring sister, sooner or later you will cry."

Ye Lan smiled and smoothed things over: "This kind of thing, if a person knows how warm the drinking water is, we don't have to worry about her."

Ming Jing suddenly stood up, and Zhou Xue hurried over: "Miss Zhu."

"I want to go to the bathroom."

"Miss Zhu, come with me."

Ming Jing followed Zhou Xue to leave, Gao Jia glanced at the back of the two walking into the living room, turned his head and looked at Zhu Xiangxiang with a half-smile.

"I heard that Gao Chang was chasing the daughter of Zhu's family recently. I thought when did his vision get so bad. I saw Zhu Mingjing today, and I knew that my cousin, if you don't make a move, it's fine. If you make a move, you will definitely It was a blockbuster haha."

Zhu Xiangxiang couldn't hear the sarcasm in her words, and curled his lips, "Why is it different from the version I heard? Gao Chang chased after him, but he was too lazy to talk to him. Don't you Gao family claim to be rich and powerful? Is it flirtatious? There are still girls who can't catch up? It's really strange."

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"Master Mingjing, I didn't expect it was really you."

Ming Jing turned around, Madam Jiang, who was dignified and noble in front of outsiders, looked excited at this moment, and hurried forward a few steps to hold Ming Jing's hands.

"So you are the true daughter of the Zhu family."

It was rumored earlier, but she didn't know until today.

Ming Jing took a step back and held up a flower with one hand: "Amitabha, Madam Jiang."

"Little master, haven't you returned to vulgarity?"

Ming Jing smiled and shook his head: "If you don't have it, let's just say it, the Buddha will always be in my heart."

"You're right. Are you doing well in Zhu's family? Did Zhu's family bully you?"

Zhu's mother and daughter are not good characters, and Master Mingjing is compassionate, and he is afraid that she will suffer.

"Madam is too worried."

"By the way, Zhi Tinglan was on the shore that day, you must have saved me."

All the celebrities who met the requirements that day were invited today, and the moment she saw the bright mirror, she already had the answer in her heart.