The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 46 Hidden Needles

   "Zhu Wentao, I really underestimate your shamelessness."

   "You think too much, there is a very important international conference at ten o'clock, she must be present as an interpreter."

   "I'm ashamed and won't say anything, can you give your daughter some face? Or treat everyone as a fool?"

  In the eyes of outsiders, the two laughed at Yan Yan, and Lin Qing smoothly tidyed Zhu Wentao's collars. They were intimate and natural, and they were worthy of a couple.

  Where in the world is there a man who does not steal food, as long as he knows to come back and sits firmly in the position of mistress, any high-ranking junior will not be able to move.

  Everyone laughed, and the laughter passed after a meal.

In Jiangzhou wealthy circles, such things are not uncommon. Lin Qing, who was once proud, has also fallen from the altar. There are ridicules and sorrows, but when he sees Lin Qing can joking with Zhu Wentao without changing his face, I have to say that there are also many deep feelings. The woman in the same pain admires her.

   "Secretary Zhou?"

   Zhou Ling turned her head when she heard the voice, and saw a girl with a beautiful face and a dignified temperament standing in front of her, looking at her with a smile.

   "Miss." Zhou Ling yelled softly.

Zhu Xiangxiang looked at the woman in front of her. She had only seen photos before. The first time she saw a real person, she was more beautiful and younger than she looked in the photo. Her eyes were watery. Everyone looked like a spring, but she didn't look at all. Desire, pure and innocent.

  The figure is really impeccable, especially the waist, which is too thin to hold.

  Gentle and weak temperament, it is easy to arouse a man's desire for protection.

  I wish Xiangxiang Xindao, Lin Qing is not at all a loss in the hands of this woman.

  "Long admiring the name." Zhu Xiangxiang said with a smile, and the sarcasm in his tone was not missing.

  Zhou Ling smiled, did not speak, just looked at Zhu Xiangxiang.

  I wish Xiangxiang young and uncomfortable, and said, "What am I doing?"

   "Is the eldest lady trying to complain for her? Will you come to me to settle the account?"

   Zhu Xiangxiang snorted: "Since you know everything, then you should have self-knowledge and take the initiative to leave my father. Everyone will look good on face, otherwise..."

   "Otherwise what?" Zhou Ling smiled openly: "Let me not see the sun tomorrow?"

  I wish Xiangxiang choked.

   "These words, you should let the lady come and talk to me, you are a little girl, too tender." Even if she said such nasty words, her expression was still so gentle.

   Zhu Xiangxiang's face flushed, "I've never seen an arrogant mistress like you. I don't want a face anymore."

  Zhou Ling looked at the hall, "Look."

   Zhu Xiangxiang followed her gaze and saw that Ming Jing was shining among a group of celebrities. Even if she didn't say anything, she just smiled slightly, and she was already overwhelmed by the crowd.

  The celebrities who had targeted and suppressed her are now surrounded by Mingjing and chatting with her happily.

  I wish Xiangxiang suppress the jealousy and sourness in my heart.

   "Ms. Ming Jing is really a rare beauty. Now she is still young, and she has been so stunning. When she grows up, do you think Jiangzhou will be famous?"

  I wish Xiangxiang hard and said: "How do I know?"

   "After tonight, everyone in Jiangzhou knows that Miss Ming Jing from Zhu’s family is beautiful and has a splendid temperament. Guess, how many people remember you as the first lady?"

   Zhu Xiangxiang bit her lower lip tightly, her face pale.

"She has a unique beauty, and the orthodox bloodline of the Zhu family. How sure do you think you can beat her? From then on, you can only become her foil. People will only say, ah The fake daughter of Zhu’s family, Zhujia’s kindness, did not drive her out, just raise one more person, and Zhu’s family can’t afford to raise them, and they can earn a good reputation. Why not do it.”

  The gentle voice of the woman seemed to have a magical charm. Zhu Xiangxiang looked painful and suddenly shouted, "Stop talking."

   "Don't be sad." The woman comforted softly.

   Zhu Xiangxiang’s tears rolled down like broken beads, and looked at the bustling banquet hall with tears dimly, and at the dazzling person.

   Once all of this belonged to her, but now, she can only look at it from a distance.

   "I am not your enemy, I am your friend."

   Zhu Xiangxiang muttered: "Friend?"

   Thinking of what, her complexion changed, and she said viciously: "Who wants to be friends with you as a junior?"

The woman still smiles softly, like looking at an ignorant child, her eyes are gentle and tolerant, "Some people are born with everything, and we work hard, in the end we still have nothing and don’t understand, God sometimes, it’s true It's very unfair..."

"You see, your dear mother only has Miss Derek in her eyes. Has she ever thought of you? What are you still insisting on? This world is inherently unfair. You must fight for what you want. Don't pin your hopes. On anyone..."

"Which family keeps you, do you think you have feelings for you? It's just that you will be scolded and cold-blooded if you drive you away. You are just a tool for their good name, little girl, wake up, not from the beginning What belongs to you, no matter how hard you work, it does not belong to you."

   In a gentle voice, with a needle hidden in the cotton, Zhu Xiangxiang was pricked with blemishes.

  Looking at Zhu Xiangxiang’s painful and distorted complexion, the woman sighed softly, her eyes pitying: "What a poor girl."

  ——

  Li Jiaojiao got a little impatient and winked at Sun Qingqing. Sun Qingqing knew, slipped into the corridor and sent a text message.

  Not long after, a male waiter with a tray came out.

  Li Jiaojiao snapped his fingers and called the male waiter: "Miss Zhu, we will be friends in the future. I will toast you a glass."

  Speaking and brought a glass of champagne from the tray.

  Ding Jing did not move, Li Jiaojiao raised his eyebrows: "Miss Zhu won't even give me this face, right?"

  Ding Jing glanced at the male waiter, the waiter did not dare to take Ming Jing's gaze, and quickly looked elsewhere.

  Mingjing picked up another glass of champagne. Li Jiaojiao touched her glass and smiled: “Oh, I forgot, monks can’t drink alcohol, but a little bit shouldn’t be a problem, not to mention that Miss Zhu is already vulgar.”

  Ming Jing raised her eyebrows, and said lightly: "Ms. Li is kind, how dare you to refuse, it's just this champagne, how can it be worthy of Miss Li."

  Speaking, put the champagne back on the tray, and told the waiter: "Go to Uncle Wen, my father has a bottle of treasured red wine, and I will treat him to Miss Li."

  The waiter was stunned, nervously sweating.

  Li Jiaojiao squinted his eyes, and looked carefully at the girl in front of him. Suddenly, she felt that the fog was so dense that she couldn't see through.

  (End of this chapter)