The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 438 Xuesheng

"Auntie, she didn't hurt anyone on purpose. She has a reason. Can you save her?"

"You are so confused. Do you know how much your troubles today have affected your uncle? You child is really mad at me. Hurry up and go back to me." Mrs. Shen pointed at his nose and cursed.

"If the police have no evidence, it is impossible to arrest her. How can the police still wrong her? Don't embarrass me here."

Chu Wei stood there, motionless.

Mrs. Shen rolled up her sleeves: "Are you going?"

Chu Wei slapped his head: "I'm so stupid, her second brother is in Jiangzhou, I just call her second brother."

Picking up the phone, Chu Wei realized that he didn't have Dr. Bo's contact information at all, so he looked up anxiously at Mrs. Shen.

"Auntie, do you have Doctor Bo's cell phone number? I need it urgently."

Mrs. Shen frowned: "Doctor Bo?"

She forced her to ask, "Who is that girl?"

Chu Wei said proudly: "Ms. Bo's family in Jingzhou, so I said how could she intentionally hurt someone? It must be a misunderstanding. With the family tradition and upbringing of the Bo family, she is absolutely incapable of doing such a thing." .”

Mrs. Shen was taken aback: "Miss Bo's family? How is that possible? Isn't that Dr. Bo's sister?"

Doctor Bo has recently become famous in Jiangzhou, attracting the hearts of many celebrities.

"Doctor Bo's sister went to the police station for intentionally hurting someone in Jiangzhou. Why is this so absurd?" Not only is it absurd, it's also unbelievable.

The Bo family is the head of a famous family. It's just that Mrs. Bo has kept a low profile in recent years, but in Jingzhou, everyone respects her.

Isn't the daughter she brought up comparable to ordinary ladies and ladies? That is the phoenix in the sky.

Mrs. Shen's first reaction was disbelief: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could Ms. Bo commit a crime? Who dares to pretend to be Ms. Bo."

"I've said it all, Ajaan was wronged, someone must have framed her."

Mrs. Shen twisted his ears and scolded: "Are you stupid? If she were Miss Bo, would the Bo family have watched her fall into trouble? They must have sent someone to rescue her long ago. Besides, Doctor Bo is in Jiangzhou. His sister Can he sit still if something happens? And it will be your turn to show off? Don’t embarrass me here, go back quickly.”

Chu Wei thought about it for the same reason, "Doctor Bo is busy with work, so I probably don't know about it yet. I'll go to the hospital to look for him now."

"I've been talking for a long time and you can't understand a word, right? What's the matter with you, go back to me quickly."

Mrs. Shen told the secretary: "Put him in the car for me, and don't go out without my permission."

Chu Wei grabbed the car door, his tall and strong body was like a fully drawn bow in the cold wind, "Auntie, this is a good opportunity for a hero to save the beauty, I must not miss it."

"You just die this heart, take it away."

Shen Shaojian's secretary was skilled enough to easily stuff Chu Wei into the car, lock the door, start the car and leave in one go.

——

Li Juan waited until midnight, but Li Chan did not wake up.

Seeing the shriveled woman covered in tubes on the hospital bed, as old as an old woman, Li Juan burst into tears.

She clenched her hands tightly into fists, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with a monstrous hatred.

"Sister, you must wake up."

This enmity is irreconcilable.

Li Juan didn't stay in the ICU for long, and Bo Yuxun waited at the door after she came out.

Li Juan looked at Li Ling, who was standing behind Bo Yuxun in a straight police uniform, and said firmly, "Officer, I want to report the crime."

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When the Great Cold is approaching, major middle and primary schools ushered in the final exam.

Ming Jing went to school to take the final exam.

The campus immersed in the heavy exam atmosphere caused a sensation due to the arrival of Ming Spiegel. In just one month, Ming Spiegel experienced many things, which were more twists and turns than the movies.

At that time, the news of her death was posted on the Internet. What was the first feeling of the students who heard the news?

Different from those strange and distant netizens, these classmates who have been with Mingjing day and night for more than half a year, how they watched her turn against the wind, have a deeper feeling for her.

Many people could not accept her departure. At that time, high-rise buildings were built in the campus forum. When they learned that the mother of the school grass Jiang Jinchen was the chief culprit in killing Mingjing, Jiang Jinchen was blamed for Chiyu and was sprayed like a sieve on the forum.

Now seeing the bright mirror appearing in front of me intact, it seems to have experienced a long life in just over half a month, which is embarrassing.

The world is afraid of the identity of Miss Ran's family, but she repays evil with kindness and repays the world with the greatest kindness. The world is not black and white.

It is too superficial to define a person by black and white.

She is a bright mirror, and there is no color in this world that anyone can define her.

When she walked into the classroom, the examinees distributed in this examination room were all the top 50 students on the score list. At this moment, all forty-four pairs of eyes in the audience were looking at her, with pious respect surging deep in their eyes.

She is light, hope, and the embodiment of all truth, goodness and beauty.

No one has the right to be jealous of her, only deep admiration and respect.

Ming Jing walked to the seat where his admission ticket was pasted, took out his stationery, and the next moment the invigilator came in with a stack of test papers.

Seeing Ming Jing, the invigilator subconsciously froze for a moment.

This student is so famous that the invigilator even felt that it was an honor to be able to invigilate her.

Soon the invigilator coughed lightly to cover up, and at the moment the bell rang, he began to distribute the test papers.

The official exam bell rang, and only the rustling of pens remained in the quiet classroom.

Ming Jing lowered his head and worked hard on the questions. The invigilator sat on the podium and stared at Ming Jing.

Naturally, no one is looking around in the examination room of Xueba. Everyone is immersed in the sea of ​​questions, either frowning or thinking, or writing like a style.

But Ding Jing did not frown from the beginning to the end, and wrote very smoothly, as if the answer had already been engraved in his mind.

Such confidence and calmness are second to none in the world.

Sitting among a group of teenagers and girls, their backs are straight and their slender necks are slightly lowered. They are elegant and outstanding, standing out from the crowd.

Where she is, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will be eclipsed. Only she is the focus of everyone's attention.

The invigilator stared blankly unconsciously, and saw the girl put down her pen, turn over the test paper, and re-examine.

So fast.

I glanced at my watch, but only forty minutes had passed, and many students hadn't even finished half of it.

The invigilator saw that Der Spiegel did not hand in the paper after all the inspections, but instead wrote something on the straw paper. The invigilator was quite curious. She was very curious about everything Der Spiegel did. mind.

The invigilator walked down from the podium, pretending to be inspecting, and when he passed by Ming Jing, he stretched his head and glanced at it.

It is densely filled with beautiful small characters, which look very beautiful at first glance.

It should be writing a composition. This year's composition questions are a bit difficult, and young people with big and general concepts can easily lose track of the topic.

The invigilator turned his head, looked out of the classroom window, and suddenly froze.

I don't know when, fine and dense snowflakes floated in the sky, eloquently and beautifully like a dream.

It's snowing in Jiangzhou?

The invigilator couldn't hide his surprise.

Jiangzhou has not seen snow for many years. As a Jiangzhou native, it can be said that I have never seen what snowflakes look like.

In my memory, it seems that it snowed many years ago, but it has been too long.

The examinees were all immersed in the sea of ​​questions, and no one noticed that it was snowing outside the classroom.

Until the first candidate to finish put down his pen, moved his neck, and subconsciously turned his head to look out the window.

"grass……."

The words woke everyone up, and when everyone looked out the window at the same time, there was a slight exclamation in the quiet examination room.

Snow...for the people of Jiangzhou, it is beyond reach.

There was agitation in the classroom, and pairs of eyes sparkled with excitement.

There was only one person, with his head lowered from beginning to end, writing at a slow speed, as if he was deaf to the bustle outside.

The bell for the end of the exam suddenly rang, and the invigilator collected the test papers one by one. When they received it from Ming Jing, he subconsciously glanced at the draft.

Ming Jing walked out of the classroom with a stationery bag, and when he looked up, he realized that it was snowing.

She froze for a moment and walked to the balcony.

Thin snowflakes fell from the sky and melted quickly on the ground.

"Jiangzhou hasn't had snow for many years." A warm and soft voice fell next to my ear.

Ming Jing didn't turn his head, and stared at the sky in a daze.

Song Yinzhang looked at the young girl in front of her. Her skin was whiter than snow, and her aloof Qiong nose was like an unattainable mountain peak, revealing a touch of loneliness and coldness, repelling others thousands of miles away.

It is clearly in front of your eyes, but it is like snowflakes in front of your eyes, falling on your palm, leaving only a touch of coldness.

Song Yinzhang was very curious about what she was thinking, because he saw a touch of sadness in Ming Jing's eyes.

She always controls her emotions very well, she never shows any joy when she laughs and scolds, and there is no other tone in her eyes except gentleness and calmness.

That's why he was so shocked when he saw the sadness in her eyes that he had never seen before. At that moment, his heart seemed to be tightly clenched by a big hand, pulling and hurting.

The girl stared blankly for a while, then picked up her schoolbag and turned to leave.

Song Yinzhang quickly chased after her, but quietly followed her without saying a word.

The snowflakes were not big, and when they fell on the body, they were so light that they quickly melted into mist and wet the eyelashes.

Ming Jing walked out of the school gate, Du Ze drove and waited by the side of the road, Ming Jing didn't get in the car, and walked slowly along the side of the road, Du Ze saw that the car was not far behind Ming Jing.

Song Yinzhang looked at the girl's back and sighed.

Although she has everything that many people dream of, such as wealth, status, intelligence, and beauty, she is very lonely.

Du Ze glanced at the rearview mirror, and found a black car following behind at a leisurely pace, keeping a close distance from him all the time.

Inside the car, the man propped his elbows on the car window, propped his head, and stared at the white figure in front of him.

The eyes are like an abyss, unfathomable.

"Boss, they have already found Li Chan, but Li Chan's condition is not very good, it's hard to say whether she will survive." A young voice came from the earphone.

"En." The man's voice was low, as if it came from his chest.

"It turned out that Li Juan was not dead back then. Li Ling started to investigate the fire that happened 13 years ago. The case was full of loopholes. As long as one investigates, the result will be found out, not to mention Li Juan as a witness."

The man's eyes were deep, and his fingers slowly rubbed his chin. At some point, a beard grew and stuck on his fingertips, making it slightly itchy.

"You stare with your own eyes. Li Ling is not to be underestimated. Don't be noticed by him. I want to know the whereabouts of Su Yinci and that child."

Jiang Chunlan has been looking for the mother and daughter for more than ten years, but there is still no trace.

Is it dead, or is it hiding somewhere in this world?

The only clue lies in Li Chan. If she dies, this secret will be buried forever.

The man's eyes passed through the thin and rustling snowflakes, and fixed on the elegant white back.

Today is also the day of Mingchen and Mingti's final exams. Mingjing didn't wait long at the school gate when two neat and clear voices came from his ears: "Second Sister!!!"

Excited and pleasantly surprised.

The two girls rushed forward, plunged into Ming Jing's arms, and hugged her waist.

"Second Sister, it's great that you came to pick us up." Ming Chen's eyes were shining brightly, shining with excitement.

Ming Jing smiled and touched the heads of the two. The snowflakes fell on the hair, and it was covered with a layer of white, like a layer of frost.

"Second Sister will take you home."

"Then second sister, will you live with us tonight?" Ming Chen asked cautiously.

Ming Jing smiled and nodded: "Okay."

"Great." Ming Chen couldn't help but hugged Ming Jing again.

Zhang Yunfang couldn't hide her excitement, "Sister Mingjing."

Ming Jing smiled and nodded.

Her eyes fell on the man standing behind Zhang Yunfang.

The man pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was tall and tall, a gentleman and elegant.

"Ms. Ming Jing, hello, I'm Ming Chen and Ming Ti's math teacher, my name is Cen Ning."

Ming Jing nodded and smiled: "Mr. Cen, Mingchen and Mingti have caused you trouble."

"The two children are very smart and well-behaved, how can they be causing trouble?"

The snow seemed to suddenly fall heavily, from snowflakes to snow cubes, scattered all over the world.

The girl's face was hidden among the snowflakes, her eyebrows were clearer and colder than the snow.

Cen Ning's eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his head and smiled.

He suddenly thought of a well-known phrase on the Internet, if he was drenched in snow together in the morning, he would be counted as living together in this life.

A total of whiteheads...

Somewhere in the apex of the heart seemed to be pulled by a thread, and there was a slight pain.

Ming Jing held Ming Chen and Ming Ti's hands, "Say goodbye to Mr. Cen, we are going home."

The two waved their hands very obediently, "Goodbye, Teacher Cen."

Then he turned around impatiently, holding Ming Jing's arms from left to right, and the two little girls grew taller again, like willow twigs, showing the gracefulness of girls.

"Second sister, it's snowing. This is the first time I've seen what snow looks like. I heard from the eldest sister that the last time it snowed was when the second sister first came to the nunnery. The eldest sister said that you were a child of snow. , I want to call you Xuesheng."