The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 424 Abyss

"Second brother, why are you avoiding me?" The woman walked towards me on high heels.

While walking and flicking her hair, she was a charming and affectionate person.

With a gloomy expression, Bo Yuxun grabbed her hand and hurriedly led her away, not stopping until the stairwell.

He shook his hand away, as if shaking off some disgusting dirty thing, "I said, don't come to the hospital to look for me."

The woman giggled coquettishly, the laughter stopped abruptly, and her eyes were stained with a stern color: "I said that the second brother didn't want to see me, so he was busy courting Miss Ran, she is younger than me and prettier, no wonder the second brother My brother was moved."

Bo Yuxun's eyes were as cold as a knife, slicing the woman's face inch by inch, and the woman's face was cracked for a moment.

"Shut your mouth and don't try to push my boundaries."

"So Miss Ran is your bottom line, that's just right, I'll go meet my future second sister-in-law." The woman turned and left.

"Enough." Bo Yuxun shouted coldly, with veins throbbing on his forehead, obviously enduring extreme anger.

The woman with her back to Bo Yuxun narrowed her eyes slightly, and a sneer appeared on her lips.

"You walk your sunny path, I cross my single-plank bridge, I won't expose you, and you don't make trouble for me, we live in peace with each other, if you push your nose and face again and again, don't blame me for being merciless."

The man's tone was cold and addictive, he was really angry.

Bo Yujiang frowned, turned around and glanced at him: "So you really care about her, do you feel worthy of her by doing this?"

This she is not that she, and they know each other well.

She was attracted by this man's infatuation, but she didn't expect that the world was as black as crows.

Bo Yujiang's eyes were hurt, as if she was the one who was betrayed.

"Who am I sorry for, and what does it have to do with you, get out, don't let me see you again." Bo Yuxun turned his eyes away, he didn't even want to look at her again.

Bo Yujiang shook her head: "Bo Yuxun, you really let me down."

Hua Luo walked away quickly with his bag in hand, his high heels stepped on the floor, making a rattling noise, disturbing people's mind in this quiet corridor.

After walking out of the hospital building, Bo Yujiang turned around and took a look, then sneered.

Bo Yuxun, don't you like her? I will let her never see the sun of tomorrow again.

This is the price you paid for betraying me.

When the phone rang for a message, Bo Yujiang took out the phone and glanced at it.

A WeChat message from Li Jiaojiao—Sister Yujiang, are you busy? My family has opened a new tea garden, and a new store has opened, please drink tea [beautiful face]

——It doesn’t matter if you don’t have time, just contact me when you have time, I will reserve the best private room for you at any time.

He sent several messages in a row, with all sorts of humble tone.

Bo Yujiang pursed her lips and said hello.

These ladies from Jiangzhou have never seen a man in eight lifetimes, and when they see someone from Jingzhou, they immediately post them shamelessly, wanting to enter the door of Bo's house?

Dreaming is faster.

I hailed a taxi and went back to the hotel. On the way, I received a call from the assistant to the president of Unspeakable Entertainment Company, informing her that the press conference for Yunshangfeng will be held at the Crown Hotel next weekend, and that she was invited to attend as the author of the original work.

"Miss Bo, the invitation letter will be sent to your hotel by letter, please pay attention to check."

A press conference of this size requires an invitation letter to enter.

After hanging up the phone, Bo Yujiang took out the powder from her bag, opened it and looked at her makeup in the mirror.

Seeing the mirror, she thought of Ming Jing, and her complexion instantly sank.

Madam's plan failed, and she left Jiangzhou in embarrassment. Next, she will have to face accountability from Mr. Cheng, and she will not be able to protect herself.

Madam's biggest failure is that she underestimated her opponent. Ran Tengxiao is not Ran Bowen, and Ming Jing is not Yu Jiang.

However, Madam has been in Jiangzhou for many years, and she is not just admiring flowers and chatting. In the fertile soil of Jiangzhou, if Madam is a big tree, then her roots have already penetrated deep into the soil and are inseparable.

It is too naive to want Madam to admit defeat in this way.

Fortunately, Madam had the foresight to hand over the list to her before the accident happened. She didn't want to meddle in Jiangzhou's affairs, but Ming Jing, the girl with Jiang Yu's shadow on her body, made her feel angry when she saw her for the first time. very uncomfortable.

She hated that beautiful face, as well as the same gentleness and calmness as that woman, as if the sky was falling, she would not frown.

She wanted to destroy that face with her own hands.

Passing by a cake shop, which is the famous Drunken Concubine West Point in Jiangzhou, Bo Yujiang signaled the driver to stop the car on the side of the road, got off and went to the shop to buy some cakes.

Coming out of the bakery, a black car drove by, the windows were half down, and the man's handsome face flashed by.

Bo Yujiang's blood flowed backwards, and the cake fell to the ground with a "smack". She didn't have time to pick it up, so she hurried into the taxi.

"Go, let's go."

The driver who was watching the video was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

Bo Yujiang's forehead twitched, and he yelled, "Hurry up and drive."

The driver started the car in a daze, and a woman's growl came from behind: "Turn around."

Countless panic and anxiety were mixed in the woman's voice, as if she had seen something terrible.

The driver was about to turn around, when the other party suddenly said: "No, catch up, the black Phaeton in front, follow me."

The driver's eyes widened, and he was suddenly shocked: "That's a special license plate...."

Before he finished speaking, a wad of RMB was thrown over, clattering like a goddess scattering flowers.

The driver regained his energy in an instant, and he kicked the accelerator to the maximum, "Sit down."

Bo Yujiang clutched the seat cushion nervously, not even knowing if the manicure was carefully groomed, her eyes were always fixed on the black car in front of her.

The other party's car was never too fast or slow, and the taxi driver was an old man, he followed him without showing any traces, and he didn't show his feet along the way.

In the end, the car drove into an entertainment city, and non-VIP customers were not allowed to enter.

After hesitating for a while, Bo Yujiang got off the taxi and prepared to sneak in through the main entrance.

She knew that she was trying to die at this moment, and she should turn around and leave immediately. There might be an abyss waiting for her in front of her, but by some strange coincidence, she decided to rush into it.

No matter how many times Madam summoned Nighthawk, he made excuses to refuse him. As soon as Madam left Jiangzhou, he appeared in Jiangzhou.

The woman's sixth sense made her wonder whether the failure of Madam's plan was due to Nighthawk.

If she could catch him... Bo Yujiang's chest rose and fell slightly, then she would no longer have to be afraid of Nighthawks.

A young man came in front of him, followed by several men of the same age, and the others had female companions, but the leading man was alone.

Bo Yujiang made a plan and pretended to have sprained her ankle. She has a good figure, her back is facing everyone, and she is very eye-catching in a red dress.

This move really attracted the opponent.

Ye Cheng looked at the woman's back, as if thinking of something, his eyes were slightly in a trance.

Soon he came to his senses, stepped forward and asked, "Miss, are you okay?"

"My ankle is sprained, it hurts so much..." The woman's delicate voice was numb to the bone, and her figure as soft as a willow fell into Ye Cheng's arms as if she had no bones.

Ye Cheng caught the delicate body subconsciously, and was stunned for a while, a faint fragrance wafted to the tip of his nose, making one feel a little stupefied.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." The woman quickly took a step back, she couldn't stand still for a while, and she was about to fall to the side again.

Ye Cheng immediately grabbed her waist with quick eyes and hands, and smiled slightly: "Even if you did it on purpose, it doesn't matter."

Bo Yujiang frowned in embarrassment, "Who does the young master think of me?"

Ye Cheng smiled, his eyes fixed on this alluring fox-like face, and a hint of interest flashed in the bottom of his eyes.

"Just kidding, beauty don't mind."

Bo Yujiang snorted softly, and the heart of the person who hooked the ending sound was itchy.

A few men behind him booed, "Young Master Ye, it happens that you didn't bring a female companion with you today. I think this is fate, so you can accept it haha."

Ye Cheng stretched out a hand like a gentleman, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Would you like to spend the night with me, beautiful?"

Bo Yujiang gritted her teeth, seemed to be a little entangled, looked up at the handsome face in front of her, and finally made up her mind.

"I have a boyfriend."

One sentence changed everyone's face.

Ye Cheng's expression darkened instantly.

"But my boyfriend came out to have sex behind my back, and I followed him secretly. I just saw him bring a woman into it with my own eyes. I...I trust him so much, I refused to listen to my mother's persuasion. He was together, and he ended up doing this to me..."

The woman burst into tears as she spoke, and I felt pity for it, and it broke my heart.

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows, "So it's like this, beauty, stop crying, I'll take you in, the scumbag should be taught a lesson."

The woman wiped her tears, "Thank you."

Ye Cheng raised his arm, but Bao Yujiang hesitated for a moment, and took the initiative to lift it up.

The moment she turned around, at an angle that the other party couldn't see, the corners of the woman's mouth curled up slightly, and a pair of eyes that seemed to have been washed by water flashed a successful smile, which was fleeting.

——

The man pushed open the box door, subconsciously frowning.

The smell of alcohol and exaggerated music rushed in, and the eardrums of the listeners hurt.

"You are late, and you will be punished with three cups."

Holding a rough beer bottle in her fair and slender beautiful hand, she poured beer into three glasses the size of a sea bowl, and pushed them to the opposite side.

The woman lying on the sofa wore a low-cut red dress, showing her hot figure to the fullest, and her wavy hair was as wild as seaweed, outlining a delicate slapped face.

The woman's winking eyes are like silk, like a cloud of mist looming, making people blush and heartbeat.

The man strode in, picked up the wine glass, and rolled his Adam's apple.

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, and clapped her hands lightly: "The boss is still as handsome as before, and he is still so heart-wrenching."

Although she was smiling, there was no smile in her eyes, and her beautiful face was as cold as a knife.

"Crack" The man put the wine glass on the coffee table, and there was a crisp sound when it collided, which was quickly covered by the deafening music.

The man frowned and looked at the woman lying on the sofa.

"Why don't you pretend?"

The woman brushed her long hair, and sighed, "My grandson monkey, I can't find the palm of your Tathagata Buddha no matter what, why bother?"

He waved his hand generously, "I'm treating you tonight, drink whatever you want."

The man walked to the console, turned off the music, and the box was instantly quiet.

Refreshed.

The woman picked up a glass of wine and shook it gently in her hand. The light reflected brilliant light in the ginger wine, blurring her eyes.

"Ayu, are you okay in heaven? Remember to entrust me with a dream, who is the murderer, let me avenge you."

The man's back froze.

"As Ah Yu's former master, don't you want to avenge Ah Yu?" The woman's eyes were full of coldness.

The man is always silent.

The woman snorted coldly: "A few days ago, I saw a woman who looked exactly like Ah Yu. I looked at it, and it seemed that she was shaped like Ah Yu. Do you think it's strange?"

Nighthawk turned around slowly: "What do you want to say?"

"I continued to search and found a very interesting thing. This woman who looks like Ah Yu is the eldest daughter of the Bo family in Jingzhou. What's more coincident is that Miss Bo disappeared at the age of four and was arrested thirteen years ago. Find it, and the time when she returned to Bo's house was the time when Ah Yu's accident happened. I figured out that she was the same age as Ah Yu. There are so many coincidences in our business, do you think it is still a coincidence? ?”

At the end of the sentence, she slammed the wine glass at the man, "Nighthawk, you not only killed Ah Yu, but also let someone replace her background, are you still human? Are you worthy of Ah Yu?"

She had long suspected Bo Yujiang's identity, and there were too many loopholes in the investigation.

The other party thought that no one in this world had seen Ah Yu's true face, so naturally no one would expose it.

The wine glass hit the man's feet, and the liquid splashed on the man's trouser leg. The man turned around calmly, his eyes were as dark as abysses, deep and mysterious, with a faint coldness.

Zheng Qing was subconsciously frightened, this was her body's instinctive reaction, and when she realized it, her face darkened instantly, and she raised her chin to cover it up.

"You lied to her, killed her, and took away the relatives she cared about the most. You always knew that Ah Yu dreamed of finding her relatives. Ah Yu was also brought up by you. How could you bear to hurt her like this? ?”

As Zheng Qing spoke, tears flowed down, "Ayu, my miserable Ayu...you didn't know until you died, you are not an orphan, you have parents and an older brother, you could have been very happy..."

You were obviously a noble princess, but you fell into the dust and died humblely. You can't have a name until you die.

You are gentle and beautiful, elegant and talented, but the world does not know that after your death, only infamy and contempt are left behind.

And all these injustices were caused by the man in front of him.

It was the man you respect and admire the most who personally pushed you down the abyss of eternal doom.

The man's thin lips twitched, and the hoarse voice seemed to be squeezed out of his chest, with a dark and bitter voice that had passed a thousand sails.

"I owe her," he said.

"You owe her too much, and you won't be able to pay it off until you die."

The wind blows through the gauze curtain, the chill rustles, and the coolness soaks into the bones.

The pages in front of me were blown up by the wind, and a page was turned, like a dusty past, torn open with a bloody hole.

Bloody.

The girl looked at Dongyang outside the window, her face was neither sad nor happy, as if she was listening to the insignificant past of an old friend.

The mobile phone placed on the side quietly rested on the call interface, and the seconds slipped away silently.