The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 480 Prelude

In the background, a group of experts checked repeatedly and confirmed that the data was correct.

This Tanhualang from three hundred years ago really looks like the popular top Liuqu Feitai.

It's just that this is a bit too much of a coincidence.

What archeology excavates is history, and what they often talk about is the core socialist values.

At this moment, seeing the appearance of the ancients accurately calculated by the data, the experts involved in the project all had goosebumps on their arms.

There are many people who look alike in the world. Genes are a very magical thing. Two people who are not related by blood can be indistinguishable in appearance.

It's just that it's unbelievable to be like this.

Have to believe in some metaphysics.

After Li Chengze was surprised, he quickly realized, "There are many people who look alike in the world. Whether it's Tanhualang or our Qu Feitai, they are all very good people. After all, good people are always similar. Well."

"Okay, that's all for today's live broadcast. Please pay attention to the official account of the research institute in the future. We will regularly announce the progress to the public."

After the live broadcast was over, the Internet was hotly searched.

Just after Ming Jing's name swiped on the screen, it was Qu Feitai's turn.

Whether it is Song Xiangyu or Princess Hualian, everyone in Huaguo will know about it tonight.

Because Qu Feitai bumped into an ancient man, his popularity exploded. Everyone discussed enthusiastically, and basically all suspected that he was the reincarnation of Song Xiangyu. After all, it was written like this in novels.

At the end of the live broadcast, the reporters swarmed towards Der Spiegel and Qu Feitai.

However, the bodyguards of Ran's family stopped the reporter first, and took Ming Jing and Qu Feitai away from the scene.

Mrs. Shen looked at the reporters who wanted to break through the barrier of the bodyguards and continued to rush in, and patted her chest.

"These reporters are crazy."

Shen Shaojian stood up, and the reporters immediately fell silent when they saw him.

In front of this person, he didn't dare to be presumptuous.

Shen Zhou got up, and glanced at the group of reporters faintly, the aura from the boss made the group of reporters dare not move.

"Mr. Shen, it's still early, let me treat you to a cup of tea."

The two walked away calmly.

Upstairs, Zhao Zhen took advantage of the situation and wanted to run, but Ye Jian immediately grabbed her arms and cut them behind her back.

Zhao Zhen shouted: "Cousin, please forgive me, I won't dare again."

"You don't know the pain until the whip is on your body, but it's too late." Ran Tengxiao waved his hand.

Ye Jian twisted Zhao Zhen away.

After throwing the reporter away, Qu Feitai looked very excited and touched his face.

"Is it really similar?"

In fact, he didn't have any impression of his appearance, it just looked a little awkward.

With gloomy eyes, Ming Jing glanced at him: "I'll take you back."

Along the way, Qu Feitai turned on his phone camera several times to take pictures of his face, and the more he looked at it, the more miraculous he looked. After reading the discussions among netizens on the Internet, he went to search for news about Song Xiangyu, and the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't help himself.

He looked excitedly at Ming Jing: "It is possible that I am really the reincarnation of Song Xiangyu?"

"En." Ming Jing replied lightly.

Ming Jing's reaction was too flat, after this effort, Qu Feitai calmed down.

He logged into the Weibo account, posted a selfie, and accompanied it with the text——Lucky【The Sun】

Qu Feitai's Weibo has not been updated for 800 years, and the last one was still on last year's concert promotion. As soon as he posted a selfie, excited moths swarmed in.

——Fat geese, Xiaofei finally posted a selfie, the series of the lifetime!

——Woooooh my husband is so handsome, 【Crazy】

——I'm waiting for the new album, please hurry up? I can't eat or sleep every day.

——It really looks like Song Xiangyu, it is exactly the same, family members, Xiaofei must have posted it on purpose.

—— Wanwan Leiqing, it is your blessing [狗头]

——Upstairs, do you want such a blessing for you? It's really unreasonable, everyone in the world is unique, Xiaofei is not a wanwan, if he is also a human being.

——Do I think this is fate? If there is a TV series, Xiao Fei is the best candidate for Song Xiangyu.

——Oh my god, am I the only one who sees a piece of white clothes next to the mirror? Ming Jing is wearing white clothes today, and it's knocked down.

The fans who went looking for them with a magnifying glass, some were heartbroken, some were excited, but there is no doubt that when Qu Feitai took selfies, Mingjing must be by his side.

The names of the two were tied together, and they became popular searches again.

CP fans are as lively as Chinese New Year.

An executive car stopped in front of him, the door was opened, Zheng Qing poked his head out: "Get in the car."

After Ming Jing and Qu Fei got into the car, Zheng Qing ordered the driver to drive.

There was a computer on her lap, and the data on the screen was updating rapidly. Qu Feitai glanced at it, and it was a comment about Ming Spiegel.

Zheng Qing scolded: "Zhu Xiangxiang, that bitch is doing something again. I let her hide before, and I will never let her go this time."

The girl has become more cautious since what happened last time. She used someone else's identity to surf the Internet, but she really didn't realize that it was she who had been hiding behind her back to manipulate public opinion.

Who would have imagined that she could cooperate with Li Jiaojiao, the two were incompatible before, and sure enough, this kind of person has no bottom line.

Qu Feitai frowned: "Zhu Xiangxiang?"

Zheng Qingbai glanced at him: "It has nothing to do with you, prepare your new album well."

This tone seemed to have become his manager.

Zheng Qing stared at his face, "It's a pity not to make a movie with this face."

She also watched the live broadcast. She doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but with the bug of Mingjing, she has to believe it.

Is it really just a coincidence that he looks like Song Xiangyu?

Not only do they look alike, they are exactly the same.

Could it be that the ancestors of the Qu family had any blood relationship with Song Xiangyu's family?

A flash of inspiration flashed in Zheng Qing's mind, and a wonderful idea emerged spontaneously.

A sinister smile appeared on his face, and in Qu Feitai's eyes, he became extremely obscene.

Qu Feitai shivered suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his back.

The car stopped by the flower bed diagonally opposite the hotel, Zheng Qing touched a pear from the fruit basket next to it, and gnawed it.

After a while, a car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and a burly man got out of the car in a hurry and rushed into the hotel.

Zheng Qing snapped his fingers: "The fun has begun."

Ming Jing shook his head, feeling speechless for her bad taste.

She said, "Ah Qing, I'm a little tired, let's go back."

Zheng Qing glanced at her: "That's not okay, you don't want to miss this big show."

Qu Feitai subconsciously asked: "What big show?"

Zheng Qing snorted and laughed: "Don't ask so much, kid, be good~."

Qu Feitai turned his head away with a cold face.

At this time, a taxi stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and two young girls got out of the car.

Zheng Qing stared at the backs of the two men, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The lights at the entrance of the hotel were very bright, Qu Feitai and Ming Jing recognized Bo Lianye at the same time.

Bo Lianye glanced at the phone: "That's right, it's here."

I was chatting with my little aunt before, and she mentioned that this hotel is where she lives.

Bo Lianye tugged at the bag strap, took a deep breath: "Let's go."

Bo Lianye didn't need to go to the front desk to inquire at all. Her little aunt always stayed in the non-presidential suite when she traveled, and she maximized her enjoyment. Therefore, according to the signs, she quickly found the presidential suite on the top floor.

Su Wen held Bao Lianye's arm nervously: "Yezi, what will little aunt be doing now? Will she blame us if we rush here so rashly?"

"No, little aunt loves me very much." Bo Lianye said confidently.

Walking out of the elevator, Bo Lianye saw a man frantically banging on the door of the room, and trying to use his body to break open the door.

Bo Lianye was taken aback, and walked over quickly: "What happened to my little aunt?"

The man stopped and glanced at her: "Are you...A Jiang's niece?"

Bo Lianye nodded: "I am, tell me quickly, what's wrong with my little aunt?"

Chu Wei shook his head: "I keep refusing to answer my calls, and she will definitely answer my calls. Something must have happened to her, you don't know..."

Chu Wei looked a little anxious: "Some people in Jiangzhou want her life."

Bo Lianyexiu frowned, and said in a cold tone, "How is it possible, someone in Jiangzhou is so bold."

How dare you provoke the daughter of the Bo family.

Chu Wei clenched his fists, "Who else in Jiangzhou has such courage?"

Bo Lianye took a deep breath: "The Ran family? They are so courageous."

At this time, the hotel staff heard the movement and came over. Hearing that the guest might have had an accident, he quickly took the room card and opened the door of the room.

Chu Wei couldn't wait to rush in, but was dumbfounded when he saw the picture in front of him.

Bo Lianye then walked in and asked in surprise, "Little uncle?"

The man was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with Bo Yujiang lying beside him, covered with a blanket, silently.

This picture is really a bit abnormal.

Bo Yuxun raised his eyebrows, his sharp eyes made Chu Wei subconsciously take a step back.

Blindly looking away, Bo Yuxun narrowed his eyes and looked at Bo Lianye.

His tone was majestic and cold.

"How will you be here?"

Bo Lianye whispered, "I... I'm here to find my little aunt."

"Have you told your family?"

Bo Lianye pursed her lips and lowered her head.

"say."

Bo Lianye shrank her neck suddenly, "No, I sneaked out."

Bo Yuxun turned on the phone and dialed Ji Rouen's number. Ji Rouen, who was on the other side of the phone, almost called the police. Hearing that Bo Yuxun said that Bo Lianye was by his side, he felt relieved, scolded Bo Lianye a few times, and told Bo Yuxun to take good care of her , must come back before the Chinese New Year.

After hanging up the phone, Bo Yuxun looked at Chu Wei, "What about you? What do you want to do?"

Chu Wei was speechless.

"Mr. Bo, I didn't know you were here. I couldn't get through to A-Jiang's cell phone. I thought something happened to her. I was too worried and acted recklessly."

"She's fine, you can go." Bo Yuxun said coldly.

Chu Wei looked at Bao Yujiang worriedly, thought for a while that he had nothing to stand for, her brother and niece are here, what could happen, and left in despair.

Bo Lianye came over and took a look at Bo Yujiang, "What's wrong, little aunt?"

"Falling asleep." Bo Yuxun opened the ticketing website and bought four tickets.

"Tomorrow morning, we will return to Jingzhou."

Bo Lianye let out a drooping "Oh", she wanted to have a good time in Jiangzhou, but now it seems to be a waste of time.

Su Wen licked her face and said hello: "Uncle Bo, hello, I'm Ye Zi's classmate, my name is Su Wen."

Dr. Bo is really handsome and handsome. He is very cold when he is not smiling. His face does not reveal his age at all. There is nothing wrong with carrying a backpack and pretending to be a college student.

Su Wen didn't realize that her eyes were straight.

Bo Yuxun nodded coldly: "The three of you sleep in the door. I will sleep on the sofa tonight and leave early tomorrow morning."

Bo Yuxun stood up, "Both of you, carry her to the bed inside."

Although Bo Yuxun hid his emotions very well, Bo Lianye still found a flash of disgust in his eyes.

Bo Lianye frowned, something was wrong.

Although men and women are not close, but the little aunt is his own sister, so naturally there is no such taboo, his performance is too chilling.

Bo Lianye and Su Wen set up Bo Yujiang, one left and one right. Although Bo Yujiang looked thin, his muscle mass was not low. The two of them were struggling very hard, and Bo Yuxun had no intention of coming to help.

After such tossing, Bo Yujiang didn't wake up the whole time.

After putting the man on the bed, Su Wen whispered, "Uncle Bo looks so cold, I dare not look at him."

Bo Lianye frowned: "It's getting late, wash up and go to bed early."

Bo Yuxun stood in front of the French window and made a phone call.

The person opposite quickly connected: "Doctor Bo, have you watched the live broadcast?"

Bo Yuxun was stunned for a moment: "I haven't taken care of it yet, Captain Li. I'll be returning to Jingzhou early tomorrow morning."

"It's time to go back. It's almost Chinese New Year, and the family is reunited."

"Captain Li, I'm sorry to trouble you, there is something I need you to check for me."

After hanging up the phone, Bo Yuxun looked at the dark night outside the window, his eyes sank little by little.

After thinking about it, he dialed a number.

Ming Jing's cell phone rang suddenly, breaking the silence in the car.

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows: "This call is really timely."

Ming Jing opened the door to get out of the car, and closed the door behind his back.

"Hello, Doctor Bo."

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone, and a man's deep and magnetic voice came out, implying a bit of tenderness.

"Tomorrow morning, I'm going back to Jingzhou."

"It's almost Chinese New Year. Dr. Bo stayed in Jiangzhou for too long, it's time to go home."

The night wind was piercing, blowing the sleeves of the skirt.

On the phone, the man's voice was extra tender compared to the bitter evening wind.

"Come to Jingzhou if you have time, and I will take you all over Jingzhou."

She smiled: "Okay, I wish Dr. Bo the best of luck."

"I also wish you to wash away your grievances."

He said, "Mingjing, see you in Jingzhou."

I hope that when we meet again, you and I will have a new identity.

Ming Jing hung up the phone and looked at the brightly lit high-rise hotel in the night.

Zheng Qing poked her head out of the car window: "Why does Bo Yuxun want you?"

The girl's beautiful face exudes a faint light in the night, which is soft and hazy, making her look a little more unreal.

"Ah Qing, let's go back."

Zheng Qing snorted: "It's really boring, what is Bo Yuxun doing?"

Is a fake left overnight?