The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 401 Wohuo (one more)

  Are you worthy of being on par with Der Spiegel?

  Naked ridicule and humiliation.

  Jiang Chunlan grew up so old, it was the first time someone spoke to her in this tone.

   Eyes were overcast, Jiang Chunlan gave a cold smile.

  "Madam...Young Master is here." Zhou Xue's voice came from outside the door.

  Jinchen?

  Jiang Chunlan stood up subconsciously, she almost forgot about Jinchen.

Before Jiang Chunlan left, she turned her head and glanced at Bo Yuxun: "The grievances between us have nothing to do with Der Spiegel. The child is innocent. If the law can't help you, then you can wait to accept the condemnation of the society." Leave.

  Bo Yuxun sneered, the Jiang family was shameless.

   "I ask you, where is Ming Spiegel?" Jiang Jinchen grabbed Qu Feitai's collar and asked coldly.

  This is the most extraordinary thing Jiang Jinchen has ever done in this life.

  Qu Feitai took a deep look at him, pushed his hand away, took a step back, and straightened his collar slowly.

"You are late."

  Jiang Jinchen clenched his fists and shook his head in disbelief: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, you must be lying to me."

  Qu Feitai’s mouth evokes a slight arc, which is a bit of disdain, and soon disappears in hiding.

   "Jin Chen." A gentle voice of a woman rang behind her.

  Qu Feitai quickly flashed a touch of coldness under his eyes.

  Jiang Jinchen turned stiffly, looking at the woman behind him, she was shocked, as if she had lost her soul.

  Jiang Chunlan looked distressed, "Jin Chen, mom knows you can't stand this blow, but we still have to face the reality. Don't worry, mom will definitely seek justice for Ming Spiegel."

  Jiang Chunlan came over, trying to give Jiang Jinchen a hug and comfort him.

  Jiang Jinchen was desperate. He looked at Qufeitai opposite, and suddenly smiled.

  The smile was somewhat mocking, astringent, and heavy.

  Like a broken flower, the soil is scattered and eventually crushed into dust.

  Jiang Chunlan took Jiang Jinchen away, and before leaving, told Zhou Xue: "Settle the things behind Ming Jing."

  Xue Zhou should be.

   Xiaohua dominates the door and refuses everyone to enter. As long as someone approaches, she threatens her with a knife against her neck.

  For a while, no one dared to approach half a step.

   Zhou Xue said in a deep voice: "Are you making trouble like this? It's time for your eldest lady to settle down."

   "You are a bad guy, you killed the eldest lady. I won't give you another chance to hurt the eldest lady. Get out, get out."

   Xiaohua pointed a knife at her and cursed.

   Zhou Xue didn't fight, this **** is simply unreasonable.

   "Okay, I see when you can keep it, as long as you are not afraid of your eldest lady's body stinking."

  ——

  On the other side, Jiang Chunlan accompanied Jiang Jinchen home, but Jiang Jinchen didn't say a word along the way.

   I fainted when I got home, and touched my forehead, making it very hot.

  Jiang Chunlan hurriedly carried Jiang Jinchen to the bedroom and invited the family doctor to come.

  Tip a bit, the person is still not awake.

  Jiang Chunlan sat on the side of the bed, looked at the unconscious teenager, and stretched out her hand distressedly.

  Jinchen has lost a lot of weight recently, and her face is so thin that she loses her face. She gently rubs Jiang Jinchen’s cheek: "Mom will definitely protect you."

   Jiang Jinchen, who was in a coma, didn't know what she had dreamed of, frowning tightly, and murmured in her mouth.

  Jiang Chunlan leaned closer to listen.

   but heard a familiar name.

  The light in his eyes dimmed, Jiang Chunlan gave him a good quilt, "Everything will pass, get a good night's sleep."

  Close the bedroom door, turn around, Jiang Chunlan's face instantly sinks.

   "What is the madam worried about?" Bo Yujiang walked over and personally helped Jiang Chunlan.

  Jiang Chunlan narrowed his eyes slightly: "What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd Ran Tengxiao? How could he be obediently arrested?"

  Bo Yujiang smiled and said, “It was the wife who didn’t care about him in the past. Now that the wife has been ruthlessly rectified, he is probably scared.”

   "No, you don't know him." Jiang Chunlan shook his head.

  "When he first came back from abroad, I didn't put him in my eyes at all. I didn't pay attention to it for a while, and he was going back to the mountain. When I realized something was wrong, I couldn't easily move him."

  Jiang Chunlan realized that she was a little impulsive at this moment. Ming Jing was Ran Bowen’s daughter. For her, it was a double betrayal. The resentment dazzled her reason for a while, and only then did the things of last night happen.

   What makes her heart unreliable, is Ming Jing really dead?

She always felt something was wrong. The boiling oil did not burn her to death. The machete did not kill her. Instead, she died of a small drug allergy. It is really absurd. He hit a tree and died, making people feel angry.

  Although she got a positive answer from Zhou Xue, she still felt uneasy.

  Mingjing, she herself is evil, and cannot be speculated with common sense.

  She and Ran Tengxiao are both smart people. If they join hands, give her a trick...

   Jiang Chunlan looked down.

Bo Yujiang didn’t notice Jiang Chunlan’s face, and said to himself: “The lady is too high for Ran Tengxiao. He just relied on Ran Bowen’s little bit of prestige. He used to be the wife who gave him a face. Now that he has torn his face, it’s nothing. I'm so scared, there is a brood of shrimp soldiers and crabs in Ran's family. Why is the wife afraid? Just leave it to me, and I will clean up for the wife."

  Jiang Chunlan glanced at her: "What status are you now? I'm afraid that others won't know it? Bo Yuxun gave me a horse back today, cover your waistcoat, and don't make trouble for me."

  Bo Yujiang asked, "Bo Yuxun dare to be disrespectful to his wife?"

  Jiang Chunlan sneered: "It's not because of that bitch. For his surname is Bo, and Mrs. Bo treated me well when he was young, I wouldn't care about him."

  What's more, Bo Yuxun, the cause of Ming Jing’s death this time, helped her by mistake.

  Bo Yujiang was stunned, who is the **** in her husband’s population?

  Jiang Chunlan coughed lightly: "You go back, don't come here if you have nothing to do recently."

  Bo Yujiang left Jiang’s house. The cold winter sun carried a rare warmth. Through the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, she glanced at the hot sun above her head.

  Bo Yuxun fell out with Mrs. Bo for a woman, and refused to go abroad. He left for more than ten years.

  The old lady Bo never mentioned this, and Ji Rouen also seemed to keep secret.

The **** in the husband’s population may be the same woman as Bo Yuxun’s beloved woman.

  Who is this person?

   can make a man like Bo Yuxun remember for many years, she must find out.

  ——

   "Brother Qing, something is going wrong, you should watch the news." Xiaowen rushed in hastily.

  The man behind the desk puts a pair of long legs on the desk, squinting his eyes in the chair.

   Hearing that, he said lazily: "The sky is falling and there is a tall man who is holding it up, what's the hurry?"

   "No, Brother Qing, it's Miss Zhu... something happened to Miss Ran."

  Zheng Qing yawned and said lazily: "Your news is lagging behind, I have known it a long time ago."

   Xiaowen was stunned, Qing Ge can still be so calm when he knows it, shouldn’t be.

  Aren’t he good friends with Miss Ming Jing? How come the news of Miss Ming Jing's death was so plain.

  Plastic friendship?

  No one will support it in the future, and their company is difficult to develop.

  Zheng Qing said slowly: "Look, the sun is rising as usual today, and you still have to go to work honestly for a few thousand dollars, so ah, whoever turns this earth away from it?"

  Opened the blinds, the sunlight leaped in eagerly, stabbing people almost unable to open their eyes.

  Zheng Qing put his hands on his eyelids, rubbed his sore eyes, and sighed inaudibly.

  Can this evildoer die? Unless the sun hits the west.

  The sieve is not as much as she wants.

  Just...Zheng Qing raised her brows, always feeling a little unsure in her heart.

  Why is the reason for drug allergy.

  "How is the online public opinion now?"

Xiaowen immediately replied: "The Internet is terrible now. I now know that Miss Ran's influence is so great. Almost the entire network is holding injustices for her, and Ran Tengxiao and Ran's family are almost sprayed into a sieve, the entire network @ The police shot Ran Tengxiao."

  The anger of netizens is really terrible, and the anger of millions or even hundreds of millions of them can be enough to destroy the world.

  Zheng Qing snorted: "This chess game is really too big. Be careful to burn yourself."

   Xiaowen means not understanding.

  Zheng Qing smiled and said, "In this case, let's add more firewood to make the fire more vigorous."

Xiaowen walked out of Zheng Qing's office, and the front desk called and said, "Sister Wen, a girl named Mingyue is coming to Mr. Qing."

Xiaowen frowned and knocked on Zheng Qing's office door again.

  Zheng Qing heard the bright moon coming, and was taken aback for a moment, and almost forgot her.

   "Let her come in."

   Xiaowen went out and led in a beautiful young girl.

  The girl is wearing a short pink down jacket, black tights on her lower body, and a pair of white boots. She is youthful, fashionable and beautiful, and she can’t help but shine.

   And the girl’s appearance is even more beautiful, especially her big watery eyes, which are like a lot of spring water, and there is a bit of pitiful tenderness in the hazy, I see pity.

  Zheng Qing sighed that fortunately, she was a woman, and she was powerless, otherwise the scumbag would belong to her.

  Mingyue put the food container in her hand on the desk, and said softly, “Brother Qing, this is the breakfast I made by myself. You can try it.”

  Too considerate, I will give myself breakfast specially.

  Zheng Qing smiled and said, "How did you know that I was here?"

Mingyue glanced at Xiaowen who was standing aside, and said shyly: "Sister Xiaowen's business card accidentally left at home. I remembered the address above. Brother Qing, you haven't come back in a few days. I am a little worried about you. , I found it hastily, I hope it didn't cause you trouble."

  The girl’s voice is soft and gentle, better than the song of the Oriole, and it falls in the ears, which is really a kind of extreme enjoyment.

  Especially the three words Brother Qing, the bones of those who listened to it were crisp.

  Zheng Qing coughed and sat up straight, "Xiaowen, you go out first."

   Xiaowen glanced at Zheng Qing, then looked at Mingyue, he seemed to understand something, and turned around and went out.

  Outside, it has already been boiled by the appearance of the bright moon.

  "Sit." Zheng Qing pointed to the sofa opposite.

  Mingyue cleverly walked over and sat down without touching her hands or looking at her.

  Zheng Qing rubbed his chin with his fingers, curled his eyebrows and stared at her carefully.

  Mingyue was stared at by someone so embarrassed, she touched her face, her brows were a bit shy.

Zheng Qing is also a feng shui in the entertainment industry. He has seen too many beauties, and his vision has long been raised. The only thing that can make her amazing is Ming Spiegel. This is the second one who makes her amazing. Beauty.

  Zheng Qing opened the drawer and took out a film and television project start-up book, which contained a plan, a biography of a character, and a part of the script.

This was a project she had fancyed at the film and television venture capital conference some time ago. A team of college students was not familiar with the film and television environment, but the script was very eye-catching. Zheng Qing drew Zhang Dabing with a glance, and the team joined her. Under his command.

At present, she has a lot of projects on hand. In addition to the cloud superiority at the aircraft carrier level, she plans to focus on developing this project. It is still a bit difficult to select a satisfactory heroine. I have found many newcomers from the film school. Great satisfaction.

  The heroine has a sad and beautiful feeling of brokenness, and the brows are always filled with a layer of sadness. This feeling can hardly be found in modern young people.

  But Mingyue is like Luo Weiyu who came out of the script.

  Zheng Qing looks more and more pleasantly surprised.

   "Yueyue, what are your plans next?" Zheng Qing poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.

  Mingyue took it, was stunned after hearing the words, and subconsciously raised her head to look at Zheng Qing.

  Zheng Qing smiled gently, Mingyue’s cheeks were flushed, and she hung her head quickly, holding the water glass with her hands tightly.

"I do not know either."

   "Are you interested in being an actor?"

  "Actor? Brother Qing, can I be an actor?"

   "Of course, as long as you like it, I can hold you into a red flower girl. With your appearance, it won't be a problem." Zheng Qing said confidently and calmly.

  Mingyue pursed her lips. She doesn't like being an actress, but if she can help Qing brother, she is willing.

  Mingyue nodded: "Okay, then I will listen to Brother Qing."

  The girl has a well-behaved face, like a doll waiting to be fiddled with.

  Zheng Qing smiled: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you in the future, just tell me what you need, don't wrong yourself."

  Mingyue’s heart is warm, with a sweet smile on her face, "Okay, Brother Qing."

  Zheng Qing opened the lunch box, millet porridge, two steamed buns, two dishes, one meat and one vegetarian.

  Zheng Qing was also hungry, and soon ran out of food. He couldn't help but praised: "Yueyue, your craftsmanship is really good."

  Mingyue’s eyes lit up: "Really? If Brother Qing likes to eat, I will make it for you every day."

  "This kind of thing can be handed over to the helper. Your hands are so beautiful, they are not used for housework."

  Mingyue was so touched that she didn’t know what to say. Brother Qing was so kind to her.

  Send Mingyue away, Zheng Qing called Bo Yujiang: "Miss Bo, you are in Jiangzhou, let me, the host, do my best as a landlord, and hope that Miss Bo will give you a thin noodle."

  Bo Yujiang stopped a taxi, "Ms. Qing, you decide the place."

  Hang up the phone, Bo Yujiang sneered and told the driver: "Go to the People's Hospital."

When the driver heard the People’s Hospital, his heart trembled subconsciously, and he whispered: “Listen to your accent, isn’t it from Jiangzhou? I advise you, it’s not a sudden illness. It’s best not to go to the People’s Hospital or the nearby second hospital these days. It's also very good, not as good as..."

   "I'm going to the People's Hospital, please drive your car." Bo Yujiang said coldly.

  (End of this chapter)