The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 497 Storm

Mirror smiled.

"Happy New Year."

The sound of hurried footsteps interrupted the atmosphere of the scene.

Ming Jing glanced over Qu Feitai's shoulders, the person who came was a middle-aged man, 1.75 meters tall, with a Chinese character face, and a single eyelid showing an eager hostility, looking at his face, he was not easy to get along with. .

The man shouted: "Where are people? Where did they all die?"

Suddenly, the man's cursing stopped abruptly, and his eyes widened, as if he saw something amazing.

Qu Feitai turned around, seeing the greedy look on the visitor's face, a look of disgust flashed across his eyes, his tall body stood in front of Ming Jing, perfectly covering her.

The beauty was blocked, unable to see Fanghua at a glance, the man eagerly took two steps forward.

Qu Feitai saw that the other party pushed his nose up, and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Only then did the man suddenly wake up from a dream, touched his nose, frowned and stared at the young man in front of him.

"Qu Feitai?"

Because of Zhao Ninghan, he has investment projects in the entertainment industry, and he is naturally no stranger to some popular stars in the entertainment industry.

The young and handsome man in front of him is the hottest and most popular fried chicken Qu Feitai in the entertainment industry.

Ming Jing came out from behind Qu Feitai, and said calmly, "Are you Song Sheng?"

Seeing the beauty again, Song Sheng's eyes lit up again.

The other party called out his name, could it be that he has fallen in love with him for a long time? Song Sheng was even happier.

"The beauty knows me?"

His tone was a bit sloppy, his eyes stared at Ming Jing's face bewitchingly, Qu Feitai clenched his fists tightly, wishing to punch that hateful face.

Ming Jing's expression was always calm, his eyes were like the clearest spring water in a mountain stream, there was no turbidity in sight, and naturally there was no desire, the clearness made one's heart chill.

"Zhao Ninghan had a massive ectopic pregnancy bleeding. He just finished the operation, and he walked through the gate of hell. He has now been sent to the ward."

Song Sheng frowned, he was still worried on the way here, but now he cared more about the beauty in front of him.

In comparison, Zhao Ninghan is like a wild flower on the roadside, without any charm at all, and tasteless.

The beauty in front of her was different.

The beauty is too cold, and she is too frivolous to scare the beauty, Song Sheng said with a smile: "It's fine, you and Ninghan are friends?"

Ming Jing frowned, even though Zhao Ninghan was wrong in every possible way, he was suffering for the pregnancy of the person in front of him, but he didn't feel worried at all when he heard about it.

"I have nothing to do with her."

Der Spiegel directly stated, "Tonight she set up a scheme to hurt me, but she asked for trouble. I will send her to the hospital. After that, I will collect evidence and file a lawsuit in court."

Song Sheng reacted with a jolt, remembering what Zhao Ninghan had complained to him on the phone before, he couldn't believe it: "It's you?"

The eldest lady of the Ran family who offended Zhao Ninghan.

Ran's family is thousands of miles away in Jiangzhou, a young lady of Ran's family is naturally insignificant, so he didn't take it to heart, he only told Zhao Ninghan to let her do it without worry, and he would take care of it if something happened.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a bright beauty in front of her.

Song Sheng immediately changed his words and put on a smile: "Miss Ran, it's because Ninghan is ignorant. Your lord doesn't remember the faults of villains. In my opinion, let it go."

Ming Spiegel directly rejected: "Impossible."

Song Sheng's face was refuted, and his face was slightly unhappy. He lowered his voice and said, "Miss Ran, you sell me a share of face. From now on in Jingzhou, I will cover you, otherwise..."

The slightly squinted eyes are extremely menacing.

Ming Jing was neither humble nor overbearing, his eyes were cold, and he looked back without fear: "Mr. Song doesn't need to threaten me. If it's really good for Ms. Zhao, help her hire a better lawyer and let her sentence a few years less."

Just one poisoning is enough for her to drink a pot.

Some people don't shed tears when they see the coffin. It is one thing for Ding Jing to save her. This person must be punished by law.

Song Sheng saw that Ming Jing didn't show any face, so he became angry from embarrassment, and asked viciously: "You, a small local tyrant in Jiangzhou, want to fight against me. You are looking for death. I will kill you as easily as killing an ant." .”

Ming Jing smiled faintly, the smile seemed as if the ice and snow had melted, and the spring flowers were just blooming, and Song Sheng who was looking straight ahead was dumbfounded.

"Mr. Song can try."

Song Sheng wanted to threaten him with harsh words, but Ming Jing left without looking at him, leaving Song Sheng hopping on the spot.

When Qu Feitai passed by Song Sheng, he gave him a cold gouged look, and walked away.

Song Sheng didn't go to see Zhao Ninghan, Zhao Ninghan didn't feel anything new to him now, his heart and eyes were full of that cold and upright beauty just now.

He has seen many beauties, but she is the only one who is so ascetic and has such a strong character.

What he wants, he wants to get it by any means, so the beauty is naturally like this.

A small Ran's family in Jiangzhou is naturally not worthy of making him afraid.

While thinking about it, Song Sheng was already thinking about it.

Ming Jing didn't leave the hospital. Zhao Ninghan's operation had to be investigated and who was responsible for it.

Tao Xianxian came back and talked about being rejected for monitoring, which was expected by Ding Spiegel.

When it comes to medical disputes, it is naturally impossible for the hospital to hand over the monitoring easily.

An elderly couple rushed out of the elevator in a hurry, passed by Ming Jing, and immediately rushed over when they saw Song Sheng.

"Where is my daughter? How is my daughter?"

Ming Jing glanced at it, and Tao Xianxian's voice sounded in his ears: "This couple should be Zhao Ninghan's parents. They really committed crimes and made the elderly parents suffer."

Song Sheng impatiently shook off Zhao's mother's grasping hand, "The child is not saved, she is in the ward, you should go and see her."

Zhao's mother covered her face and began to cry, while Zhao's father sighed.

"Mr. Song, my daughter is giving birth to you, so you can't leave her alone." Mother Zhao urged.

Song Sheng didn't want to quarrel with the old couple, so he responded casually: "Naturally, you go and see her."

Qu Feitai thought for a while and said, "Ming Jing, go back and rest first, and let me take care of it here."

Ming Jing glanced at him: "How do you deal with it?"

Qu Feitai raised his eyebrows: "It's just Song Sheng."

Just give Song Yinzhang a call and the matter will be resolved.

Ming Jing said lightly: "I have my own solution, let Song Yinzhang have a good year."

Qu Feitai was surprised, he didn't expect Ming Jing to guess his thoughts.

He laughed: "What do you want to do?"

Ming Jing pursed his lips: "It's getting late, you should go home, on the first day of the new year, you should kowtow to the elders to pay New Year's greetings."

Qu Feitai raised his eyebrows: "Leaving you alone to face a pervert? I'm worried."

Ming Jing ignored him and took the elevator downstairs.

The whole hospital was too cold, and along the way, no one was seen, only the shadow of a lonely street lamp.

and the lonely cold wind.

The administrative building in the distance is lit with one or two lights in the night, like a few stars under the night.

Qu Feitai gave Tao Xianxian some advice and left the hospital.

There wasn't a single store open on the main road, and Qu Feitai drove a kilometer before he saw a convenience store with lights on.

He went in and bought a few cups of milk tea and a self-heating vegetarian hot pot. The cashier dozed off against the counter and paid the bill in a daze. superstar.

Qu Feitai shared a share of milk tea and hot pot with Yun Mo, and Yun Mo said with a smile: "Xiao Fei has grown up and is more and more considerate."

Qu Feitai smiled helplessly: "Brother Yunmo, do you know Song Sheng?"

Yun Mo paused for the hand that inserted the straw, and sure enough, the cannibal's mouth was short.

Yun Mo saw Song Sheng rushing into the hospital in a hurry just now, so he guessed a lot.

"Song Qi's illegitimate son, relying on the power of the Song family to pretend to be a tiger, has done a lot of evil things over the years. It is a miracle that he can survive to this day with the Song family supporting him."

Qu Feitai understood that Song Qi was the half-brother of Song Yinzhang's father. He was not considered a figure in the Song family, but he was born in the Song family, and he had already won at the starting point. His illegitimate son only relied on the name of the Song family. Head, you can mix wind and water.

"What business does he do?"

Yun Mo smiled: "Xiao Fei, I know you want to be a hero to save the beauty, but you'd better not interfere with the Song family's affairs."

Qu Feitai smiled coldly: "What if I have to intervene?"

Yun Mo sat up straight, and seeing that his expression was not joking, he sighed: "Isn't it good to be a star?"

It was only at this time that Qu Feitai realized that the star had a superficial appearance, but had no real power, and couldn't protect the person he wanted to protect.

A trace of annoyance could not help appearing on the handsome face of the young man.

Yun Mo patted him on the shoulder: "Your elder brother knows, he must be unhappy, but this time, I will accompany you to be self-willed once, who is not young yet."

Yun Mo expressed his understanding.

Qu Feitai lowered his eyelashes, unable to see the expression in his eyes clearly.

——

Tao Xianxian came back with a bag of food. There was a self-heating hot pot and milk tea. She couldn't help sighing, "Xiao Fei is so caring."

Tao Xianxian handed a cup of hot milk tea to Ming Jing, and Ming Jing took it, "What about others?"

"He gave me the things and left without saying anything."

Tao Xianxian took a sip of the milk tea. Although the taste was mediocre, it was already a very happy thing to drink a cup of hot milk tea on this cold night.

Ding Jing inserted the straw and took a sip.

This is the first time in her life that she drinks milk tea. It tastes weird, a little too sweet, but it flows into the stomach through the throat, dispelling the coldness all over her body. It is sweet at first, but bitter aftertaste, lingering between her lips and teeth. But it has a different taste.

Tao Xianxian handed the self-heating hot pot to Ming Jing: "Miss, eat a little. You didn't eat much for lunch yesterday, and you have been running around all night. If you don't add some food, your body will not be able to bear it."

What's more, it was time to grow her body, but Tao Xianxian found that Ming Jing's height was enough for women, and it would be a bit against the sky if she grew any longer.

Ming Jing took it, looked up at the fireworks in the sky, and said with a smile, "Happy New Year."

Tao Xianxian ran to the side to answer the phone. Her relatives and friends were very enthusiastic. Just after hanging up, the other one called again.

Ming Jing took out his mobile phone, only to realize that it had already run out of battery and turned off.

Everyone has concerns, and they exchange thoughts and blessings on the phone. This cold night is warmed by the people who are close to each other.

Ming Jing sat quietly on the bench in the garden, holding the mobile phone that cut off all information, and there was a slight ripple in the silent heart lake.

Who is the person she cares about?

She looked at the grown-up Ming Chen Ming Ti and the young Yao Ming Shu, who were still young and had a smooth road ahead, temporarily relying on seeing the beauty of the new world, they would soon be able to transfer.

Master has reached bliss.

The senior sister's heart and soul are wandering, and her whereabouts are unknown.

I wish Grandma and Mr. Shen good health and be accompanied by relatives.

Mu Xue must be arrogantly bullying Master Jingyun.

Doctor Bo...

The apex of the heart trembled slightly, as if a stone had been thrown into the dead lake, there were layers of waves.

Ming Jing picked up the disposable chopsticks and picked up a piece of lotus root slices. The spicy taste mixed with various seasonings went straight to the brain, stimulating the long-lasting sense of smell.

Gradually, those clear eyes became covered with a layer of water mist, the mountains were misty, and the clouds were covered with rain, as if foretelling an unknown storm.

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At ten o'clock, Bo Yuxun left the TV station with Mrs. Bo.

Drive to Xiangguo Temple.

Tonight, on New Year's Eve, the head incense of Xiangguo Temple was stolen, but every year, this incense stick belongs to Mrs. Bo.

His devotion is evident.

Bo Lian really admires her grandma. At such an advanced age, she has to go to the temple to burn incense in the middle of the night, which is impossible for ordinary people.

Xiangguo Temple is located on a plain in the suburbs, covering an area of ​​more than 900 mu. It has a history of more than a thousand years. The Moon Dynasty reached its peak. It is said that the four characters of Daxiangguo Temple on the plaque were written by Emperor Wen himself. It was later rebuilt and is by far the largest temple and Buddhist activity center in the country.

Before arriving at Xiangguo Temple, vehicles were already parked on both sides of the road, and pilgrims were crowded in front of the mountain gate.

Mrs. Bo was in low spirits, and when she arrived at the gate of the temple, she cheered up a little.

Bo Lianye helped her get out of the car, when a gentle voice sounded.

"Layman, Master ordered me to wait for you here."

Mrs. Bo saw who was coming, put her hands together with a smile: "Master Mingdeng, I'm sorry."

"You are welcome, layman. You have taken good care of the temple over the years. We should thank you."

Bo Lianye looked at the great monk in front of him, smiled and nodded: "Master Mingdeng."

In her imagination, monks should be kind-hearted old men, but the monk in front of her somewhat broke her imagination.

It looks like he should be in his early thirties, with delicate features, thin and weak body, wearing a gray monk robe, as clean as bamboo, ignoring his bald head, like a refined monk.

She came to the temple several times with her grandma, and each time she was received by Master Mingdeng. He is the direct disciple of Master Kurong, the abbot, and the successor who inherited the mantle.

However, she had never seen that mysterious Master Ku Rong once. Every time she met her grandma, she was in a closed room, and no one could enter except grandma.

Ming Deng smiled and nodded, his eyes fell on Bo Yuxun who was on the side, he looked away like a dragonfly, turned around and walked ahead to lead the way.

"Master has explained earlier that this year's first incense is reserved for the lay people. After the lay people finish the first incense, the meditation room has been prepared. The lay people will rest for one night. Master will open the altar to give a lecture tomorrow. Lay people, don't miss it."