The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

   Chapter 563 Photos (two more)

   "Fortunately, we visited a few factories abroad to prepare for the next acquisition. We brother and sister have a good meal during this time."

   Shen Zhou, who is worth hundreds of billions of dollars, is wearing simple tailored home clothes at the moment. While making dumplings proficiently, he talks about the business of hundreds of millions in a casual tone, as if it were a normal thing.

   Mingjing glanced at Shen Zhou. If you look at it from the perspective of universal aesthetics, Shen Zhou is not very handsome. He is better than fair skin, elegant and gentle temperament, coupled with the money filter, it is not a problem to fascinate thousands of girls.

   The way he is skilled at making dumplings at the moment has a gentle home style.

   His face, his temperament, filled with four words, and the years are quiet.

  Shen Zhou noticed Ming Jing's gaze and glanced at Ming Jing with a smile: "Why, did you find that eldest brother is getting more and more handsome?"

   Even the tone of ridicule has a mature humor, getting along with him without any pressure, this is the biggest charm of Shen Zhou.

   "Brother, you should pay attention to your body, and remember to eat no matter how busy you are. Compared with the last time I saw you, I have lost a lot of weight."

   "Are you thin? Why don't I think, but I have a small belly. It's time to lift irons when I have time."

Shen Zhou is also in his forties. He doesn't have any bald, belly, greasy three-piece suits for men of the same age. He is quite refreshing and his hair is there. It's just business entertainment. , but it doesn't affect the overall image, and he doesn't go the way of an overbearing president.

   "Sir." Shen Ke walked in quickly: "The phone number from the Chamber of Commerce."

  Shen Zhou sat still and continued to make dumplings, "I said, I won't talk about work today, so wash your hands and make dumplings."

  Shen Ke nodded towards Mingjing, said yes, walked over with his phone and said a few words to the phone, then put the phone in his pocket and went into the kitchen to wash his hands.

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   "It's a bit salty." Shen Zhou took a bite of the dumpling and frowned.

   Mr. Shen scolded him: "Our family doesn't run a salt field. We put so much salt in order to kill me."

   Mingjing took a bite, "It's okay, big brother hasn't cooked for a long time, it's not bad to be able to do it like this."

   "Don't speak for him, I think he did it on purpose." Mr. Shen is now looking at Shen Zhou, which is not pleasing to the eye.

  Ding Jing finished a plate of dumplings, put down his chopsticks and said, "I have something to tell you."

   Mr. Shen took a sip of tea, "Don't worry, speak slowly."

   Shen Ke glanced at Shen Zhou and probably guessed what Ming Jing was going to say.

   "This time I went to Jingzhou, I found my family."

   Mr. Shen sat up straight, "Family?"

   "Yes, my family, my uncle and grandmother." Ming Jing's eyes were gentle.

Old Shen slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "That's great, there will be time for our two families to get together for a meal some other day? This is a great thing, why did you say it now, I'll be better prepared if you say it earlier. "

   Ming Jing smiled slightly: "There will be opportunities in the future."

  Shen Zhou smiled and said, "Congratulations."

   "Thank you bro, even if I find my family, you will always be my relatives."

   Mr. Shen nodded with satisfaction: "Daughter, your luck is still to come."

   After dinner, Mr. Shen happily took his little pony out to find his old friend to play chess. The helper was cleaning up the kitchen, and Ming Jing followed Shen Zhou to the study.

   "I've heard everything that happened on Mrs. Bo's birthday banquet." Shen Zhou turned around, his eyes lovingly fell on Ming Jing.

   "Big brother knew too late and made you suffer."

   "You don't need to blame yourself, it's my own choice."

   "That's fine. With the Bo family protecting you, Jiang Chunlan won't be fooling around in the future."

   Mingjing smiled and shook his head: "Big brother doesn't know anything about her madness."

  Shen Zhou frowned: "Why, is she...?"

   Mingjing smiled slightly: "Jiang Chunlan and the Ran family have a grievance, nothing more than Jiang Heng's death. It has been 19 years since the person left, and Jiang Chunlan still can't let go. This shows the charm of this Mr. Jiang."

  The conversation turned, and Mingjing looked at Shen Zhou: "I wonder what impression does eldest brother have of this Mr. Jiang?"

  Shen Zhou was stunned, "He's really good, he's a practical man, he's down-to-earth and kind, and he has a bright future, but it's a pity that the person he offended is Ran Bowen."

   "In this world, there are villains who are obsessed with power and lose sight of profits, and there are gentlemen who are upright and righteous. Mr. Jiang is an awe-inspiring gentleman."

   seemed to recall some past events, and Shen Zhou's eyes showed a bit of regret.

He remembered the first time he saw Jiang Heng. Although it had been 19 years, he still remembered the gentle and gentle eyes and tone of the man. He remembered the modest gentleman and gentle Ruyu in ancient poems. For a moment, these eight characters had a specific image, almost tailor-made for him.

  He is humble and easy-going, with clear arms, not afraid of power, compassion for the weak, and unmoved by the temptation of stunning...

   Such a person died under the sword of a wicked man, which makes people sigh that the way of heaven is unfair.

  A ray of the setting sun was hidden by the dark clouds, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, the wind slipped in along the gap of the window, and a hurricane hung in the silent room.

  On the bookcase, a heavy book was lifted by the wind, and a photo floated lightly in the direction of the wind, as if the seal of time had been opened, and a wisp of fragrance came with the wind.

  Der Jing and Shen Zhou looked up at the same time, looking at the photo that was floating in the wind, as if they were quietly waiting for something to arrive.

  Shen Zhou subconsciously took a few steps forward and wanted to intercept the photo, but it was too late.

  Der Spiegel stretched out his fingers and lightly clamped the photo.

   At this moment, time seems to stand still, and something is flowing slowly.

   Shen Zhou's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were fixed on the photo between Ming Jing's fingers.

   "Mirror...."

  Der Spiegel unfolded the photo, and a woman with a sweet smile came into view.

   This is an old yellowed photo. The slightly curled corners are enough to see how many times the owner has turned it over. However, the hazy pixels cannot resist the shocking beauty of the woman.

The dark clouds dissipated, the sun shone on the ground again, and a ray of slanting sun passed through the cracks of the tree branches and landed on the photo, reflecting a pair of clear and gentle eyes of the woman. Sadness makes her look so fragile, like clear glass, the dust in this world should not defile her.

   Jingjing watched quietly, as if looking at the woman in the photo.

   Crossing the deep valley of memory and arriving at the train station with noisy voices, the woman raised her eyes in panic and hastily when they passed by.

  Different locations, the same, is such a pair of clear eyes of the gods.

   "Miss Su." Ming Jing said softly.

   For a long time, there was no sound in the study, and the silent needle falling could be heard.

   "You, know her?" Shen Zhou's tone carried an unknown trembling.

   "Brother, I have no intention of spying on your privacy, but Miss Su, I am very curious."

Shen Zhou sighed: "Well, there's nothing to hide, her name is Su Yinci, she used to be a big star all over the country more than ten years ago, but because she offended people, she disappeared overnight, and now the people who know her, There are very few."

   "I have been investigating for a long time, but there is still no news of her, but I have not been idle for so many years, and all the questions point to one person."

   Ming Jing sighed softly: "Jiang Chunlan."

Shen Zhou looked at the woman's gentle smile in the photo: "I suspect that it was a misunderstanding caused by the drinking party that year. Jiang Chunlan is a more sinister and sinister person than Ran Bowen, and I will report it. If she hated Miss Su because of the drinking party that year, then She really doesn't deserve Jiang Heng's love."

   (end of this chapter)