The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

   Chapter 570 Impermanence

   Opposite the hospital, in a car with a privacy film attached, Zhao Tian took a binocular to look at the door of the hospital.

   "Did people really go in?"

   "Mr. Zhao, I've been watching, and Ran Tengxiao also went in."

   "The two of them have a good relationship." Zhao Tian touched his chin.

   "Does she have several younger sisters?" This is what was written on the submitted information.

   "That's right, the three younger sisters are not relatives, but they are more than relatives."

   "Find someone to watch and listen to me."

   These little girls may come in handy.

   "The person came out." The assistant pointed to several people who walked out of the hospital's gate, "The woman in the white dress in the middle is her."

   Zhao Tian looked over with the telescope, and after focusing, the girl's face became clearer little by little.

   Zhao Tian gasped, "So beautiful?"

   His eyes were filled with excitement and greed.

   "Looks like I need to change my plans."

  The girl suddenly stopped and looked in his direction. Across a large road, the girl's dark eyes were like two bottomless vortexes, which directly sucked the soul of the person.

   Zhao Tian took a breath, and the telescope in his hand fell on his knees, causing him to grin.

   "She... how did she find me?"

   "What's the matter?" Seeing Mingjing suddenly stop, Ran Tengxiao couldn't help but look at him suspiciously.

   Mingjing retracted his gaze, with a light expression: "It's okay."

   "What did you chat with Madam Jiang just now?"

   Ran Tengxiao raised his eyebrows: "I know that I can't hide it from you. She is a smart person, and she naturally knows what is best for her."

"The Jiang family in Nanzhou is not a prominent family. It is only with the support of Jiang Chunlan that it has a momentary glory. I am afraid that the current head of the Jiang family has also become a minion of Jiang Chunlan. This is what she left for herself. road."

   "You seem to know her well?"

   "If you don't know your opponent, it's like condemning yourself to death in advance."

   "I have been taught." Ran Tengxiao smiled happily.

   Mingjing glanced at him: "Don't be too happy, this trick invites you to enter the urn. If you're not careful, you'll be caught in the trap. Don't underestimate her cunning."

   "Are you worried about me?" Ran Tengxiao said with a smile.

   "Senior sister, I still need to send someone to protect me, as well as a few of my junior sisters. In order to prevent someone from making trouble with them, I hope you will pay more attention."

   "Mirror." Ran Tengxiao suddenly stopped her.

  Der Spiegel stopped.

  The man's eyes were as deep as the sea, and the waves were surging, and they fell on her body.

   "When the matter of Jiang Chunlan is over, can you stay in Jiangzhou?"

  Don't go back to Bo's house.

   His tone was cautious.

   Mingjing walked forward calmly, "Grandma is getting old, and I don't have much time to spend with her."

   Ran Tengxiao looked at her back and sighed.

  —

   When Lin Qing received a call from Mingjing, he was doing his hair, and he hurried to the hospital without caring about the curling tool on his head.

   When the elevator door was about to close, a person rushed over in a hurry, and Lin Qing immediately pressed the button to open the elevator door.

   "Thank you, thank you..." Zhao Xiaohui looked up, saw the jeweled woman in front of her, and was stunned for a moment.

   "Wish... Madam Zhu, why did you come to the hospital?"

   Do you already know about Xiangxiang's illness?

  Lin Qing saw that it was Zhao Xiaohui, this person brought back some very bad memories for her, she couldn't help frowning, and stood to the side.

   raised his chin with a proud face, obviously disdain to answer the other party's question.

  The elevator gradually went up, and the atmosphere in the enclosed space was depressing and dull.

   "Aren't you going to press the floor?" A cold voice came from behind.

   Zhao Xiaohui quickly pressed the ninth floor.

  Lin Qing frowned, turned his head and glanced at the index map behind him, and asked his doubts: "Isn't your son leukemia? Why did you go to the Nephrology Department? Could it be your husband?"

   Seeing that she was carrying a thermal bucket in her hand, it was obvious that she had come to deliver meals to the sick.

  The life of this woman is really hard enough.

   Lin Qing hooked his lips, what does this have to do with her?

   Zhao Xiaohui pursed her lips, "Thank you Madam for your concern, I'm already divorced."

  Lin Qing snorted coldly, "Who cares if you divorce or not."

   That kind of man, it's better to leave, he's not really stupid.

  Wait, since she is divorced, who does she see in the nephrology department?

   When the ninth floor arrived, Zhao Xiaohui turned around and nodded to Lin Qing, then turned and went out.

  Lin Qing quietly followed.

   When Lin Qing saw Zhu Xiangxiang, who was standing in a skeleton, he covered his mouth in disbelief.

   She pulled a passing nurse, "What's wrong with the little girl in this ward? Is it serious?"

"She had uremia. Fortunately, it was discovered in time. It wasn't late, but it didn't get any better. To save her life, she needed a kidney transplant, but the source of the kidney is not so easy to wait. It's a pity that the little girl is still young. I'm done." He shook his head and turned to leave.

   Lin Qing's mood was mixed at the moment, she murmured, "How could this be?"

   She didn't know how she got to Mingxin's ward, looking at her pale and bloodless daughter lying on the hospital bed, her heart seemed to be hollowed out.

  What is her life, daughters have accidents one by one.

   "Mother Lin, don't worry, eldest sister is fine, she will wake up soon." Mingchen comforted warmly.

  Lin Qing looked at the innocent and warm eyes of the little girl in front of him, unable to control it any longer, leaned over and hugged Mingchen, sobbing.

  Mingchen looked at Mingti at a loss.

  Mingti shrugged, looking helpless.

  —

   "Xiangxiang, I boiled chicken soup for a few hours, drink some."

   Zhu Xiangxiang held the remote control in his hand and kept adjusting the channel. Hearing this, he looked impatient: "Don't you know that I feel like throwing up when I see greasy things now?"

   "I'm sorry, then tell mom what you want to eat, and mom will cook it for you."

   "What am I eating, what am I going to eat, don't bother me."

   "At six o'clock tonight, Jiangzhou's annual Chamber of Commerce Exchange Conference will be held at the Grand Hyatt Hotel. Chamber of Commerce Chairman Shen Zhou will attend and deliver a speech..."

  Zhu Xiangxiang suddenly stopped on the local economic channel in Jiangzhou. The host was introducing tonight's conference. The background was the splendid Grand Hyatt Hotel. The interview screen of Shen Zhou was also released.

   Zhu Xiangxiang looked at it, suddenly threw the remote control out, rolled over and got into the bed and cried.

   Zhao Xiaohui was startled, "Xiangxiang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

   "Why did you give birth to me, you don't even know who my father is, and he got this kind of disease, did I have a grudge against you in my last life, and you will torture me like this in this life..."

   Zhao Xiaohui was very sad and comforted softly: "Xiangxiang, don't worry, I will find your father."

   "What are you looking for?" Zhu Xiangxiang suddenly raised his head, his eyes were flushed with hatred.

   "In case of a beggar, will this kind of father bring me shame? This kind of person is worthy of being my father." Zhu Xiangxiang pointed to the people on the TV and said angrily.

  Zhao Xiaohui turned his head. On the TV, there was a picture of a man being interviewed. He was handsome and elegant in suits and leather shoes, and his gestures were mature and calm.

   Zhao Xiaohui knew this person, of course, he didn't know himself.

   He is the richest man in Jiangzhou, with a net worth of hundreds of billions, and his industry is spread all over the world. Just relying on the money filter is enough to make him the dream lover of women across the country, not to mention his handsome gentleman's face.

   Such a person is like the sun in the clouds, unattainable, even looking directly at it will sting the eyes.

   As for herself, she is just a humble and insignificant ant in the world of Yunyun.

  The flame of the candle that goes out at any time, how dare you hope to cling to the brilliance of the sun, even thinking about it is a cruelty.

   Zhao Xiaohui's tears were like beads with a broken thread, "Xiangxiang, it's my mother who is sorry for you, but no matter what, you must take care of your body, your days are still long..."

  Zhu Xiangxiang covered his ears and screamed: "Enough, don't say it anymore, I don't want to listen, get out, get out."

  —

  Tonight, the reception at the Grand Hyatt Hotel will be very grand. According to reliable sources, Ran Tengxiao will also attend, which will undoubtedly drop a blockbuster in the whole circle.

   The Ran family has always been unreliable in this circle. It is not only the legacy left by Ran Bowen, but also a convention in the entire Jiangzhou circle.

   And now, everything is different.

  This Ran Tengxiao, he is not the cruel and ruthless Ran Bowen, nor the cowardly and ignorant Ran Yang, what kind of person is he... Everyone thinks of it, and there is a deeper fear in their hearts than Ran Bowen.

   The original Ran Bowen was a violent conqueror, making everyone kneel at his feet tremblingly.

   And Ran Tengxiao, he is surrendering willingly in his own way.

   The sky in Jiangzhou seems to be changing.

   "This camphor tree is still so lush."

   Gao Yang heard Shen Zhou's sigh from a distance, and walked over with a smile: "Mr. Shen is looking at things and thinking about people?"

  Shen Zhou stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the tall tree that almost covered the sky, "Nineteen years ago, it was a girl, but now, it is like a confident and calm strong man."

Gao Yang raised his eyebrows. Of course he was there at the reception nineteen years ago. At that time, he had just taken over the hotel business of the group, and he hosted the reception. At that time, Shen Zhou was still an inconspicuous entrepreneur. .

   And now, Gao Yang shook his head.

   I don't know who Shen Zhou is missing.

   "Mr. Shen, this is the guest list for tonight's meeting. Please take a look at it. According to your instructions, the security force has been increased, so that tonight's reception will be held smoothly."

   Shen Zhou glanced lightly: "I believe in you."

   "Thank you Mr. Shen for your trust, and I hope there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future."

   "I just heard Mr. Shen mention that nineteen years ago, did the reception that year left a deep impression on Mr. Shen?"

  Shen Zhou rubbed the fingers behind him subconsciously, looking at the sunset in the distance, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

   "Of course, this is Mr. Shen's privacy, and I have no intention of spying."

"There's nothing to hide, but some things about Chen Zhi's rotten millet. I heard that many investors would attend the reception that year. As I am, I am not qualified to participate in such a high-end reception. I entrusted one My friend, just barely managed to get in, and because of this, I met Mr. Jiang."

Gao Yang's heart jumped, and he smiled cautiously: "Mr. Jiang, that is really a rare good person, I still remember his voice and smile, he is young, but he is very personable, and he treats people with generosity and humility. It's a pity. ..., Jiangzhou might be better off if he was still alive."

   Shen Zhou walked over, raised his hand and gently stroked the thick wrinkled tree stump, as gentle as a lover.

  It was also here that year, and he met the beauties that he will never forget in his life.

   She was under the tree, looking back and smiling, that moment of surprise was enough to make him remember for a lifetime.

  Shen Zhou frowned suddenly. In his mind, some chaotic images attacked him, which made him suddenly unable to stand up, so he could not fall down by holding on to the stump.

   Gao Yang immediately stepped forward: "Mr. Shen, are you all right?"

  Shen Zhou's face was a little ugly, he pursed his lips, and said solemnly, "I'm fine."

   His blue-white fingers were tightly digging at the wrinkled bark, not even knowing it was bleeding.

   That was a very humiliating memory for him.

   has been lurking in the deep sea of ​​memory, and now, with the turbulent heart tide, it has come against the current.

  Shen Zhou closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the wave.

   "Sir, it's almost time, and Miss Mingjing is almost there." Shen Ke strode over and said.

  Shen Zhou opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and calm, he raised his hand to straighten his collar and tie, turned around and strode away, and walked towards his golden avenue.

  —

  In the car, the makeup artist is applying blush to the mirror, and the effect can be said to be amazing.

   Light makeup is always suitable, and the cheeks are slightly dizzy, like the most delicate peach blossom on the finger in spring, the whole garden is full of spring.

  Xiaohua said with a smile: "Master Xiao, look."

  Ran Tengxiao, who was looking at the tablet stock market, looked up inadvertently. At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

   eyes fixed.

  Xiaohua covered her mouth and snickered, Mr. Xiao had never seen any beauties, and the only one who could make Mr. Xiao straighten his eyes was the eldest lady.

  The makeup artist had to apply mascara to Mingjing, but was rejected by Mingjing, so the makeup artist could only retreat to the side.

  Der Spiegel didn't seem to notice how beautiful he was in other people's eyes, and lowered his head to straighten his skirt.

   At this moment, the car stopped in front of the red carpet in front of the hotel.

   A hand stretched out in front of the mirror.

   The hand has distinct joints and a generous palm, giving an invincible sense of security.

  Der Spiegel was about to reach out his hand when the phone in his bag suddenly rang.

   The ringtone was abrupt and rapid.

  Der Spiegel's outstretched hand moved halfway to the handbag.

   Ran Tengxiao raised his eyebrows and withdrew his hand calmly.

   I don't know what the person on the phone said, he noticed Ming Jing's frown slightly.

   Ran Tengxiao clenched his fists, it seems that today is not a good day, there are many unpleasant things happening.

   As soon as she frowned, people's hearts twitched, and they really wanted to hide her so that people wouldn't see her beauty, and don't want to get close to her with those troubles.

   At this moment, a crazy thought suddenly appeared in his heart, and even he was frightened.

   So he lowered his eyes calmly, the corners of his lips curled up, a bit self-deprecating and a bit evil.

   "Are you sure?" Der Spiegel asked again, seemingly sure of the answer.

   She sighed helplessly, "I see."

   Mingjing hung up the phone and was stunned.

   "What's the matter?" A gentle voice fell in his ear.

   Mingjing raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, helplessly said: "The world is impermanent..."

   (end of this chapter)