The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

   Chapter 562 Resistance (one more)

   Ran Bowen was used to being free in Jiangzhou. People in the past were afraid that he would hold him, but who would have thought that the newcomer would be iron-clad.

   "At that time, Master Wen prepared two plans. If this Young Master Jiang is a person who knows current affairs, they will be at peace with each other, otherwise..."

   Butler Ran shook his head.

   Ming Jing narrowed his eyes: "Miss Su?"

   Butler Ran's pupils shrank slightly, a little surprised: "You know?"

   Ming Jing's brows and eyes are cold: "I want to know the truth of that year."

Butler Ran wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "Actually, it was quite a chaotic night. Neither of Master Wen's plans came to fruition. That Miss Su ran away on her own, making Master Wen so angry that she missed taking care of Jiang Heng. It's the best time, and only later did Master Wen decide to kill."

   To put it bluntly, they are all indiscriminate methods, but for a decent person like Jiang Heng, the effect is the best.

   "What's the origin of that Miss Su?"

Butler Ran thought for a while and said: "Master Wen has a hobby of collecting beautiful women, but he himself is not good at it, and most of them are given away. I don't know the origin of this Miss Su, but I was thinking about this Jiang Heng came from a good background, and ordinary beauties will not be attracted to him. Master Wen asked people to collect some beautiful women. This Miss Su was found from the folk by Master Wen's subordinates. The situation was chaotic that night. I didn't see her. When she got the news, she had already run away."

"Ran?"

   "He ran away. Master Wen later sent someone to look for him. He was no longer in Jiangzhou. Later, Jiang Heng died. Master Wen didn't like to care about women, so he put the matter aside."

   Although Ran Bowen is not a thing, he has never played a deadly hand on women and children, and he himself does not have any drama of robbing civilians. From this point of view, there is still merit.

   "Who was there that night?"

Although Steward Ran was puzzled, he still told the truth: "At that time, the famous rich and famous in Jiangzhou were all among them. After 20 years, some of them have gone bankrupt and no such person has been found, and some of them have climbed higher and higher and are now worth hundreds of billions. Such as Shen Zhou."

   Ming Jing was stunned: "Shen Zhou?"

   Butler Ran said: "That's right, Shen Zhou, at that reception, he was still an entrepreneur looking for opportunities to attract investment. Who would have thought that there would be today."

   Ming Jing raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

   Ran Tengxiao asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

  Der Spiegel shook his head: "I'm fine."

   "Don't worry, I won't let Jiang Chunlan hurt you again." The man's tone was firm and sound.

   Mingjing gave him a deep look and pursed his lips: "It's getting late, I'll go upstairs to rest."

   Ran Tengxiao stared at the back of the mirror disappearing at the entrance of the corridor, his eyes were deep.

   "She still doesn't believe me."

   "Master Xiao." Butler Ran came over: "What do you mean, Miss?"

   Ran Tengxiao shouted, "Ye Jian."

   Ye Jian walked in quickly. "Master Xiao, the eldest went to the vegetable market with Han Suwen today, met Zhao Xiaohui there, went home with Zhao Xiaohui for lunch, and met Gao Chang at the teahouse in the afternoon. As for what they talked about, my subordinates don't know. "

   Ran Tengxiao narrowed his eyes: "Go check it out, what does Zhao Xiaohui have to do with that drink nineteen years ago?"

   She suddenly became interested in what happened nineteen years ago. Why?

   "Master Xiao, the person in charge of the Chamber of Commerce came to visit in person." Butler Ran answered the phone and walked over.

   Ran Tengxiao hooked his lips: "Who is the current chairman of the Chamber of Commerce?"

   "It's a sinking boat."

  Ran Tengxiao thought of Mingjing's sudden silence when Shen Zhou was just mentioned. What role did Shen Zhou play in that reception nineteen years ago?

   "Shen Zhou won't bow his head to me. It seems that there is a split within them. Since this is the case, I will reluctantly go."

   Butler Ran understood: "I'll deal with it now."

  ——

   A scream broke out in the ward, piercing the eardrums, and the nurses passing by outside the door and the ward next door were used to it.

   Zhu Xiangxiang looked at the hair on his hand, and his whole body went numb.

   "My hair...my hair..."

   She desperately brushed the broken hair on her head, but she could only watch them fall to the ground mercilessly like remnants of the wind, blowing by the wind and drifting away.

   After repeated dialysis, her hair fell out a lot. While fighting against the disease every day, she was also under enormous mental pressure, and her whole person was on the verge of collapse.

   The door of the ward was pushed open, and Zhao Xiaohui walked in with a food box. Seeing Zhu Xiangxiang hugging his knees and curling up into a ball, he felt distressed for a while.

   "Xiangxiang, does it hurt again? I'll call the doctor."

   Zhu Xiangxiang was silent, like he was dead.

   Zhao Xiaohui walked over with tears and hugged Zhu Xiangxiang gently: "Xiangxiang is good, when you are cured, you can go home with your mother. In the future, let's live a good life, be a good person, and life will get better."

   "Mom, I'm so tired." Zhu Xiangxiang said weakly, his tone full of despair.

   There was darkness in front of her eyes, and she seemed to be standing on the edge of a cliff. Maybe she jumped off and was relieved.

   "Is it the retribution for doing too many bad things? Then give me a treat, don't torture me like this, I'm really fed up."

   Every word and every word she said was like a knife, which pierced Zhao Xiaohui's heart.

   "Xiangxiang, it's your mother who is sorry for you. Don't worry, your mother will definitely save you. You are still so young. If you want retribution, it will be on me. You must be well."

  Zhu Xiangxiang was lying in Zhao Xiaohui's arms, silent, except for his weak breathing, numb and stiff like a dead man.

   At this time last year, she was the dignified and generous first lady in Jiangzhou, but today she has been turned upside down, and she lives like a ghost.

   During the torture of illness, she always thinks of Zhu Xiangxiang in the past, when she was full of energy and pride, as if she was in control of the future.

  Did you ever think that there will be today?

If this is the result of her forcibly taking the blessings of the Zhu family, she is unwilling... unwilling... Obviously everything is arranged by fate, what does it have to do with her, she is just a victim, why is God alone punishing she.

  She is not reconciled...

   Zhu Xiangxiang's heart was filled with anger, his hands were clenched into fists, and a dark light of resentment shot out from those dead eyes.

  This fate is unfair, she wants to fight to the end.

  ——

   "Der Spiegel, I checked with the old staff of the hotel. It's been a long time, and most people don't remember it, but some people are still active now. You can see that the talisman does not meet your requirements."

   Gao Chang sent a list of lists.

   The mirror is opened, and the first thing that jumps into view is a familiar name.

   sinking the boat.

   "Speaking of that reception, it was really strange. I mentioned it to my mother, she was like something taboo. I still found a retired hotel employee and spent a little money to get it out of his mouth."

   "Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner later."

   "Okay, remember to owe me a meal." Gao Chang was very happy, "Can you allow me to bring a friend?"

   "Of course you can, but..." Ming Jing changed the conversation.

   "This is the end of the matter nineteen years ago, remember, don't continue to investigate, just treat it like I never asked you about it."

   Gao Chang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in this kind of thing. I'm hanging up in class."

  Der Spiegel hung up the phone and fell into contemplation after watching the list of lists sent by Gao Chang.

   Just at this moment, the phone rang, Ding Jing glanced at the caller ID and connected.

"Mingjing, your eldest brother is back. The two of you didn't meet each other last time. He knew that you had come back from Jingzhou, and he specially asked me to call you and ask you to go home for dinner. The dumplings made by your eldest brother himself are still very common. If you can't eat it, you have a good time today."

   "Okay, I'll go over now."

  Der Spiegel hung up the phone, changed clothes and went out.

   When Mingjing walked into the main hall of Shen's house, Shen Zhou was wearing an apron and making dumplings. Old Man Shen was listening to the radio. When he saw her coming in, Old Man Shen waved with a smile: "My daughter is here."

  Shen Zhou smiled: "What are you doing, come over and let Big Brother take a look."

   Der Spiegel took the first few steps.

  Shen Zhou shook his head: "I've grown taller again, which puts a lot of pressure on Big Brother."

  Ding Jing cleaned his hands, sat down and picked up the dough to wrap the dumplings, "It's plain stuffing."

   "Of course, otherwise why would I call you." Shen Zhou blinked.

   "Is eldest brother very busy lately?" Mingjing's gesture of making dumplings was slow, but the dumplings he made were exquisite and beautiful, like works of art. That kind of light-hearted attitude could never be imitated.

   (end of this chapter)