The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 45 Outstanding People

  With the soothing and gentle piano music, the girl slowly walked down from the second floor holding the old man’s arm.

  The girl had a straight back, her expression was indifferent and calm, her posture was elegant and noble, not hurried, not in a hurry, like a queen inspecting the territory, and those who looked up at her downstairs were all her subjects.

  "This is the girl from the country? Impossible? Isn't it possible for Zhu Xiangxiang to miss the dust?"

   "The rumors are coming from nowhere. They are all rude. I think the ladies in Jiangzhou will stop living."

   "Wish you good luck with your family, why are your daughters better than the other?"

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

   "I wish everyone in the family's noses combined does not look as good as hers. I think this is not hereditary, it is a genetic mutation..."

  Listening to the whispered discussions around, Lin Qing's face became faintly proud, and she felt quite proud.

  For the first time, I felt that this daughter she had always disliked gave her a long face. She hadn't raised her for a day, and she could still be so good. That must be hereditary.

  After listening to her, she felt that it was not right. Why does it look different from Zhu’s family? Also genetic mutation? Is it so difficult to admit that others are good?

  Lin Qing always beat 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. call."

  I wish grandma look at the mirror encouragingly.

  Everyone’s eyes are focused on Ming Spiegel’s body at the same time. It’s hard to bear so much attention when replacing it with an average sixteen-year-old girl. It’s good not to be nervous and make mistakes.

  The girl calmly looked at the people downstairs, her eyes were like winter snow and cold, and spring rain nourished everything, and the gentle gentleness of moisturizing things passed through everyone's heart.

   "Hello everyone, I am Spiegel." The ethereal voice was dreamlike, and it felt extremely unreal.

  "I am very glad that you all come to my reception banquet. In the days to come, please forgive me."

  Neither humble nor overbearing, but generous.

Grandma Zhu walked down with Ming Jing and led her to see the elders one by one. Ming Jing is like a good-looking and obedient little granddaughter. If she stands on the stairs at first, she feels aloof, but when she stands beside Grandma Zhu, Not many words are humble enough, and everyone likes it easily.

   "I wish the old lady blessed, such a lovely and beautiful little granddaughter, I am greedy." Madam Ye said enviously.

  I wish my grandmother laughed, her spirits are very good, and she looked at Ye Lan next to her: "It's a far cry from Miss Ye."

  There is full pride in his eyes.

  Mrs. Ye said to Ye Lan: "Ms. Zhu just came back, and many people are not familiar with it. You are a elder sister. Take care of her."

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

  It is not a wise move to be high and widowed. Ming Jing said with a good smile: "Of course it can."

  "At Mrs. Jiang’s tea party last time, I was shocked when I first saw Sister Ming Jing. Unfortunately, I didn’t have time to say a few words to you. Today, I have time."

  Looking at Ming Spiegel, he easily got closer to Ye Lan, wishing grandma nodded with relief.

  Mingjing can only go smoothly in the future only if he successfully breaks into the circle of celebrities.

  Next, Ye Lan took her to meet Gao Jia and Zhao Zhen and Li Jiaojiao. They were all in the same circle, and they did not exclude Ming Jing's participation. Soon the group of people talked and enjoyed themselves, at least in front of outsiders.

   "Miss Zhu, I really feel wronged for you." Li Jiaojiao shook the red wine glass and sighed quietly.

  Mingjing looked at the bustling scene and smiled faintly: "Wealth and honor are in the sky, and everyone has his own destiny."

  "It's really a nun, and she has a set of principles." Li Jiaojiao said, she is not afraid of the other party, and now she is giving face because of the value of use.

  Ming Jing is not ashamed, but just smiles faintly. This feels like a fist hitting cotton, contrasting herself as a clown, Li Jiaojiao angrily said: "Don't toast or not eat or fine wine."

  Zhao Zhen patted her on the shoulder: "What are you anxious about? Master Ming Spiegel made sense. This is the master's enlightenment."

  "Master Der Spiegel, she is the temper of the eldest lady, don't be familiar with her."

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

cute? Describe yourself as cute? Li Jiaojiao felt that he was severely humiliated.

  Looking at Ming Jing’s calm face, he couldn’t use any conspiracy to instigate discord. It’s a **** thing.

  "Where's Zhu Xiangxiang? Don't you dare to show up without a face?" Li Jiaojiao really spared no effort to hit Zhu Xiangxiang.

  Gao Jia suddenly pointed to a boy on the opposite side, and touched Ye Lan: "Who is the boy who wears a nasty bag next to Jiang Jinchen? Why have I never seen it before?"

  Flower shirt, waist-tie white shorts, and hot with ten thousand gold oil residue male tin foil, in the crowd, that is the brightest cub, broken leg.

  Gao Chang and Jiang Jinchen are both outstanding and beautiful boys. This guy is not inferior in the middle of the two, but the stray eyes are a little more clever.

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

  "Is your brother not there? Call him to ask, don’t you know?"

  Gao Jia curled his lips: "Forget it, I can't afford this guy."

  "He is looking over here, who is he looking at?" Gao Jia tucked the hair around his ears, showing the most beautiful smile.

  Ye Lan glanced at the mirror behind him, thoughtfully.

   "Jiangzhou is truly outstanding. The beauties are rich in beauty. They are fat and thin, and each has its own merits. Especially the protagonist tonight, I finally understand the meaning of the poem that there are beautiful women in the north and being independent from the world."

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

  "Who do you look down on? I will open the door on my back without a lock, soak a sprig of red peony..."

  Jiang Jinchen's face sank, he hurriedly covered his mouth, and said: "I don't learn well at a young age."

  Bai Ziyan smiled, his eyes gleaming: "If you haven't read it, would you know what this poem means? Don't pretend to be serious when you are young. My brother understands you."

   "Get off." Jiang Jinchen turned her back, too lazy to look at him.

  The tips of the ears turned red quietly.

  (End of this chapter)