The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 45

Accompanied by the soothing and soft piano music, the girl took the old man's arm and slowly walked down from the second floor.

The girl's back is straight, her expression is indifferent and calm, her posture is elegant and dignified, she is not in a hurry, not in a hurry, like a queen inspecting her territory, and all the people downstairs looking up at her are her subjects.

"This is a girl from the country? Impossible? Zhu Xiangxiang can't even match her grandeur, right?"

"Where did these rumors come from? If they are so rude, I think all the famous ladies in Jiangzhou will die."

"I wish the family what kind of shit luck, how come one daughter is better than the other?"

"Don't say, she looks better than everyone in Zhu's family. Her nose, eyebrows, and eyes are more delicate than a plastic surgery template. She is completely based on the advantages of her parents."

"The combined noses of everyone in the Zhu family are not as good-looking as hers. I don't think it's genetic, it's a genetic mutation..."

Listening to the whispered discussions around, Lin Qing's complexion became faintly proud, with a feeling of elation.

For the first time, she felt that the daughter she had never liked gave her a face. She hadn't raised her face for a day, and she was still so good. It must be heredity.

After hearing this, she felt that something was wrong. Why doesn't she look like Zhu's family? Also genetic mutation? Is it that hard to admit that others are good?

Lin Qing always labeled these people as jealous.

When they walked to the empty platform in the middle of the stairs, the two stopped, Grandma Zhu held Ming Jing's hand, and said with a smile: "Welcome everyone to the reception banquet tonight. This is my granddaughter, Ming Jing, here to give you a greeting." call."

I wish grandma looked into the mirror with encouragement.

Everyone's eyes focused on Ding Jing at the same time. It was difficult for an ordinary sixteen-year-old girl to bear so much attention. It is good not to be nervous and make mistakes.

The girl looked at the people downstairs calmly, her eyes were like winter snow and cold, and like spring rain nourishing all things, the soft and silent gentleness of moistening things brushed across everyone's heart.

"Hi everyone, I'm Ming Jing." The ethereal voice was like a dream, and it felt extremely unreal.

"I'm very glad that you all came to my reception banquet. Please bear with me in the days to come."

Neither humble nor overbearing, natural and generous.

Grandma Zhu came down with Ming Jing and led her to meet the elders one by one. Ming Jing was like a well-behaved and obedient granddaughter. If she stood on the stairs at the beginning, she would feel superior, but when she stood beside Grandma Zhu, He is humble enough without talking too much, and easily pleases everyone.

"I wish the old lady good luck. I'm so envious of such a lovely and beautiful little granddaughter." Mrs. Ye said enviously.

Grandma Zhu laughed out loud, she looked in good spirits, and looked at Ye Lan beside her: "It's still far behind Miss Ye."

There was a lot of pride in his eyes.

Mrs. Ye said to Ye Lan: "Miss Zhu has just come back, and she is not familiar with many personnel and affairs. You are a sister, you should take care of her more."

Ye Lan smiled and took Ming Jing's hand: "Sister Ming Jing, can I call you that?"

It's not wise to act high and low, Ming Jing smiled and said: "Of course."

"Last time at Mrs. Jiang's tea party, I was shocked when I first saw Sister Mingjing. Unfortunately, I didn't have time to say a few more words to you. I have plenty of time today."

Seeing Ming Jing and Ye Lan getting closer easily, Grandma Zhu nodded in relief.

Only when Der Spiegel successfully breaks into the circle of celebrities can the road ahead be smoother.

Next, Ye Lan took her to meet Gao Jia and Zhao Zhen and Li Jiaojiao. They were all in the same circle and did not reject Ming Jing's joining. Soon the group of people chatted happily, at least in front of outsiders.

"Miss Zhu, I really feel wronged for you." Li Jiaojiao sighed while shaking the red wine glass.

Ming Jing looked at the bustling scene and smiled faintly: "Wealth is in the sky, and everyone has his own destiny."

"As expected of a nun, she has a set of principles." Li Jiaojiao sneered, she is not afraid of the other party, and now she is giving face for the sake of being useful.

Ming Jing was not ashamed, but just smiled faintly. It felt like hitting cotton with a fist. In contrast, he looked like a clown. Li Jiaojiao said angrily, "Don't toast or eat fine wine."

Zhao Zhen patted her on the shoulder: "Why are you in a hurry, what Master Mingjing said makes sense, this is the master's enlightenment."

"Master Ming Jing, she has the temper of a young lady, don't be as knowledgeable as her."

Ming Jing smiled slightly, "Why, Miss Li is very cute."

cute? Describe yourself as cute? Li Jiaojiao felt that she had been severely humiliated.

But looking at Ming Jing's calm face, he can't do any tricks to sow discord, what a fucking evil way.

"Where is Zhu Xiangxiang? Are you ashamed to show up?" Li Jiaojiao really spared no effort to hit Zhu Xiangxiang.

Gao Jia suddenly pointed at a boy across from him, and touched Ye Lan: "Who is the boy next to Jiang Jinchen who wears a flirty bag? Why have I never seen it before?"

A floral shirt, white shorts with a tie around the waist, and a tinfoil iron-on from a man with a million gold oil residue. In the crowd, he is the brightest boy, showing off his legs.

Gao Chang and Jiang Jinchen are both outstanding and beautiful boys, this guy is not inferior among them, and his eyes that are wandering around are a little more agile.

Ye Lan shook her head: "I haven't seen it before."

"Isn't your brother here? Call him here and ask, so you know?"

Gao Jia pouted: "Forget it, I can't afford to mess with this guy."

"He's looking this way, who is he looking at?" Gao Jia brushed the hair next to his ear, showing the most beautiful smile.

Ye Lan glanced at the bright mirror behind her, thoughtfully.

"Jiangzhou is indeed a land of outstanding people. It is rich in beauties, all of whom are fat and thin. They all have their own merits. Especially for the protagonist tonight, I finally understand the meaning of the poem "There are beautiful women in the north, and they are independent in the world."

Jiang Jinchen glanced at him: "Can you still recite poems?"

"Who do you look down on? I will open the door without a lock behind my back, and soak a red peony in dew..."

Jiang Jinchen's face darkened, he quickly covered his mouth, and sneered: "You don't learn well at such a young age."

Bai Ziyan chuckled, his eyes glaring: "If you haven't read it, will you know what this poem means? At a young age, don't pretend to be serious, my brother understands you."

"Get out." Jiang Jinchen turned his back, too lazy to look at him.

The tip of the ear was quietly red.