The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

   Chapter 41

   Jiang Chunlan rushed home in a hurry.

  This operation ended in failure. He didn't get anything, and he was shocked.

  The servant saw that Jiang Chunlan's face was uncomfortable, so she made her favorite scented tea and brought it up, deliberatingly said: "Madam, I wish Madam I called you the day before yesterday."

As expected, Jiang Chunlan's face sank.

  "Tomorrow night, Zhu’s family will hold a banquet for Miss Zhu in Qingyang, and invite you to come."

  The servant observed Jiang Chunlan’s face. His wife did not like Zhu’s family, but she had a good impression of the new Miss Zhu. Normally, his wife never attended such fancy banquets. This time she was not sure.

  Jiang Chunlan took a sip of the scented tea, and after a while, he said lightly: "Make arrangements."

  The servant said, this new arrival Miss Zhu has a lot of magical powers.

   "Auntie Lan, there will be a banquet tomorrow night, I want to go too."

  The young man walked down from the second floor with a yawn, walked lazily, completely boneless, sat down on the sofa and collapsed in.

  Jiang Chunlan gave him a white look: "I came to Jiangzhou secretly, do you know how much your parents are worried about you? If you are making trouble, go back quickly."

   "If you don't go back, Jiangzhou is still comfortable."

  "Will you be comfortable in the fight? I wish the young master of the family have offended you. Even if you have a fight, you have to send people to jail."

  The young man snorted: "I think he is not pleasing to the eye. If you dare to provoke me, you must pay the price."

  The words fell and blew the clenched fists.

   Jiang Chunlan helplessly said: "You can make trouble."

  "Tomorrow night’s banquet will be hosted by Zhu’s family. If you hit someone’s son, don’t join in the fun. Stay at home obediently, or I’ll call Bai Ziyu to take you back."

The boy's eyes turned and he was quite slick: "Wu’s family? Then I’m going to join in the fun. Didn’t I say that Zhu’s family has a real daughter, it’s more exciting than a TV show, I’m going to see this real daughter? what's the difference."

  Jiang Chunlan:...Is it too late to take back what I said earlier?

  ——

  The reception banquet of the Zhu’s family was held in Qingyang. Basically, all the people in Jiangzhou have received the invitation.

  Starting at six o'clock in the evening, guests have arrived one after another.

   "The scale of this banquet is not bad. It seems that Zhu's attitude towards this real daughter is not bad."

   "What do you think, it is a biological daughter who is related by blood. A traditional rich family like ours, who values ​​bloodlines the most, how could it be possible to leave the property to a wild species with nowhere to come."

   "But I heard that Lin Qing is not good to her own daughter. This banquet is also for outsiders, so you need face..."

"Yes, after all, it takes a lot of hard work to cultivate adopted daughters from an early age, and it overwhelms the celebrities. How many faces have been given to Lin Qing, what a real daughter? Fake daughters can’t be compared.

   "Why didn't I hear that..."

  A group of noble ladies walked away gossiping, Li Jiaojiao and Zhao Zhen and Sun Qingqing followed, looked at each other, and laughed in unison.

  "A fake daughter is a fake daughter. I want the world to know that the pheasants flying out of the chicken coop are always pheasants." Li Jiaojiao said with a sneer.

   "All arrangements are made?" Zhao Zhen asked.

   "I couldn't kill her last time, this time, I want her to become the laughing stock of the whole Jiangzhou."

  Sun Qingqing hesitated for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Will something happen? After all, Zhujia..."

   "The Zhu Group is in crisis, and it's premature. What else is there to be afraid of." Zhao Zhen said with disdain.

  Behind the three, there are Gao Jia and Ye Lan's family, each accompanying their parents. The two are family friends, and the elders are greeting each other. Gao Jia is holding Ye Lan's arm: "I seemed to see your cousin?"

  Ye Lan wore a pink slim dress today, charming and gentle, very feminine, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen her for many days, but I didn't expect her to come."

  The Zhao family is a bit special in Jiangzhou, no one dares to mess with but no one dares to get too close.

  Gao Jia took a look, and said: "The Zhu family has lost money for this true daughter. Didn’t it mean that the Zhu family doesn’t value her?"

   "I wish Miss I have bright eyes and good looks, how can anyone not like it?" Ye Lan smiled: "Let's go, tonight is destined to be a lively night."

  ——

  Upstairs lounge.

  I wish my grandmother looked at the girl in front of her with satisfaction: "The wigs made nowadays are becoming more and more realistic, and you can’t see it at all."

  That's not the case. This wig is more than 20,000. It is more lifelike than real hair. It reaches the waist and is slightly curly, like seaweed. The hair color is slightly maroon blue, pure and enchanting.

   Zhu Xiangxiang stood behind Grandma Zhu, looking at the young girl standing in front of her, her eyes gloomy and unclear.

  Is this day coming after all?

  She is not reconciled...

   "Xiangxiang, there will be more guests later, you have to take care of Der Spiegel..." Grandma Zhu shouted, but there was no response.

  She shouted again: "Xiangxiang?"

  I wish Xiangxiang recovered suddenly, with a flustered expression: "Grandma."

Grandma Zhu squinted her eyes and looked at her. Zhu Xiangxiang was shocked and panicked. She tried her best to keep her face calm and smiled softly: "Grandma, I was thinking about how beautiful Spiegel is. I don't know how many people's eyes will be amazing tonight. Well, in the future, we are afraid that the threshold of Zhu’s family will not be crushed by others."

   "Where is the average person worthy of Der Spiegel, and they stepped on the threshold. Der Spiegel is everyone's lady, not the ones who can be compared." Grandma Zhu said harshly.

  Zhu Xiangxiang's face turned pale.

  What does grandma mean? Who is inconsistent?

   Hung his head aggrieved, Zhu Xiangxiang whispered: "Grandma, I'm sorry, I said something wrong."

   "Well, you can go down and pick up the guests with your mother. You are not needed here."

  Pickup? This word is too humiliating, Zhu Xiangxiang glanced over Ming Jing's indifferent face, and turned and left with a response.

  Walking out of the room door, I can still hear the voice of kindness wishing grandma: "Ding Spiegel, don’t be afraid, grandma will support you tonight..."

   Zhu Xiangxiang clenched his fists, his eyes sank instantly.

  Dingjing glanced lightly at the door.

  Do not suffer from lack and unevenness.

  She looked at the ardent and loving old man in front of her, and sighed quietly.

  　 Is there anyone chasing articles? It's boring to stand alone every day/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

  (End of this chapter)