The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 125 Ambition (one more)

  Heavy rain fell outside the window, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

  Mingchen shrank, and subconsciously grasped Mingti's hand.

  Mingti didn't bother to laugh at her for being timid at this time, and patted her on the back lightly.

   "You just said that the song was written by the second sister? How did you know?"

"You are stupid, look at the lyrics, Emei Yun's temples are like in the mirror, and the green hills are full of eyes. The penultimate word of each sentence is the name of the second sister? And only the second sister always wears white clothes. , And no one looks better than the second sister in white clothes. I felt the lyrics are weird when I listened to it. I just dreamed of the second sister and suddenly thought of this song. Isn’t this tailor-made for the second sister? ?"

   clearly mentioned her: "It may be just a coincidence. How did the second sister and the big star know each other? The second sister didn't even go to the concert tonight, so Bai Bai was cheaper, Zhu Xiangxiang."

  "Then you said, where did the second sister get the tickets for the concert? Our seat is not suitable for ordinary audiences."

  Mingti was silent.

   "That big star is handsome and talented. It would be great if he can be with the second sister." Ming Chen's expression was shocked by CP.

   Ming slapped her back with a slap, frowned and said coldly; "What are you going crazy? Is that man worthy of the second sister? Don't mention it again, be careful that the second sister knows to beat you."

  Ming Chen snorted: “Second sister, it’s good to be worthy of her. Anyway, we are back to vulgarity and we can fall in love casually.”

   Mingti sighed and shook his head: "You are so stupid and sweet, what can you do if you are cheated by a man in the future."

  ——

  Qufeitai took a hot bath and walked out with towels around her waist. There is a washing machine integrated with washing and drying in the bathroom. After the shower, the clothes are also dried.

  This dress is still the black one-piece overalls he wore when he sang white clothes. It looks wide-shouldered, slim-waisted, tall and long-legged, as is the golden ratio figure of a super male model.

  Qu Feitai straightened his hair in front of the mirror, and the hair fell down smoothly. The sharp eyebrows were diluted, making him look cute and soft.

   "Mr. Qu, what you want is here." Du Ze's voice came from outside the door.

  Qufeitai opened the door, and Du Ze only felt that the light above his head became much dimmed in an instant.

  No wonder so many fans like it, this boy looks so good.

In the past, he was a big star who didn’t talk much coldly. Tonight, his hair fell down smoothly, a bit less sharp, and a pair of jet-black beautiful eyes were bright and soft, like the Labrador dog raised by a little niece, gentle and tolerable. Can't help but want to touch his head.

  The alarm bell in Du Ze's heart instantly contained this terrifying thought.

  Qu Feitai said thank you, and walked into the kitchen with something.

  Du Ze walked in, "Mr. Qu, do you need help?"

   "You go take a bath, I will do it alone."

  Qufeitai takes the **** and rinses it carefully under the tap.

  The young man’s back is slender and tall, and the action of bowing his head and washing is extremely serious. The light casts a soft light on his whole person. The big star who shines on the stage is also a serious person in life.

  There are no kitchen knives and chopping boards in the kitchen. There is only one pan that should be a gift from the brand when the integrated stove is installed. The Qufeitai has been repeatedly washed several times before adding water to boil it.

   After making sure that there was no problem, Du Ze left to take a bath.

  Dingjing came out of the shower, and the phone was completely shut down when it was out of power.

   was about to go to bed when there was a knock on the door.

   "I boiled **** soup, you drink it before going to bed, or you will catch a cold if you get caught in the rain." The youthful voice faintly came from outside the door.

   "Thank you, put it at the door." The girl's calm voice came from inside the door.

  Qufeitai put the boiled **** soup at the door, then turned and went downstairs.

  One minute later, the door opened a crack, and a slender white arm stretched out from the door and carried the bowl in.

  Qufeitai came downstairs contentedly.

"Good night."

  The temperature of **** soup is right, the taste is bitter and spicy, and the taste is very strong, but at the end of drinking, it suddenly becomes sweet.

  It turned out that there was a rock candy at the bottom of the bowl, the rock candy melted in the mouth, and quickly diluted the astringent taste of the **** soup, leaving only the sweetness between the lips and teeth.

   Ming Jing looked at the empty bowl and said lightly: "Good night."

  ——

  Too many people can’t sleep tonight.

  Huang Chao is one of them.

  This was the most anxious night of his life. The artist he had high hopes for drove out late at night when it rained heavily, called him to catch up, and then there was no news, so he called and turned off the phone.

   Huang is super fast crazy.

  While monitoring public opinion on the Internet, he was looking for him all over the world.

  In a traffic accident, let's talk about fame or something. The most important thing is to ensure that people are safe, otherwise the entertainment industry will have big news following Zheng Qing and Liang Yanran.

  In desperation, Huang Chao could only call the police, and he couldn't control the others. Only the safety of Qufeitai was the most important thing.

At one point, the police station responded. He found his car at an intersection. The car should have rear-ended another car. The strange thing was that there was only one empty car at the scene, and the Qufei platform was missing. The intersection was monitored. Because of the heavy rain, the whereabouts of Qufeitai could not be traced according to the monitoring.

   Knowing this result, Huang Chaoxin became even colder.

  Qufeitai will not provoke the local gangsters, right? I heard that Jiangzhou’s stuff would be very good. It’s not that Qu Feitai was kidnapped.

  Huang Chao was flustered and didn't know anyone in Jiangzhou, so in desperation he could only call Mr. Zhang.

  Zhang Fushan was shocked when he heard that Qu Feitai had disappeared after a car accident. He hung up the phone and quickly dialed a call without stopping.

  "Hello, is this Young Master Qu’s secretary? I’m Zhang Fushan, Zhang Fushan, the CEO of the record company signed by the Third Young Master. You contacted me before, do you remember?"

   "It's you, did you call me in the middle of the night?" The other party should have fallen asleep and was awakened, his tone mixed with deep dissatisfaction.

  Zhang Fushan hurriedly said: "The big event is not good, and the third minor has an accident."

  The other party's voice suddenly rose eight degrees: "What?"

Zhang Fushan tremblingly said: "That's it. The Third Young Master was holding a concert in Jiangzhou tonight. After the concert, it rained heavily. Third Younger drove out alone, and later called his agent to catch up with someone else. Then I hung up. The agent called and shut down. After calling the police, the police found the car in the accident, but Sanshao himself disappeared. The surveillance at the intersection was also broken due to heavy rain. I feel it is necessary to let you know."

  The other party solemnly said: "I see." After that, he hung up the phone.

  Zhang Fushan curled his lips. Anyway, the words have already arrived. Even if something goes wrong with Qu Feitai, it has nothing to do with him.

  The secretary was not drowsy, and immediately called the first contact. It was half past one in the morning, and the other party was still asleep.

  The safety of the three young masters is of great importance. If the young master knows that he has concealed it, the consequences will be serious.

Sure enough, when the other party heard the news of Qufeitai’s disappearance in a car accident, he immediately ordered him to contact Jiangzhou police, and must find Qufeitai as soon as possible. In view of Qufeitai’s influence, the information should not be leaked and the police should secretly find someone. , The identity is exposed and it is more troublesome to find.

  At the same time, Jiang Chunlan, who was asleep, received a call.

  Hang up the phone, Jiang Chunlan got up in her clothes.

  The little master of the composer disappeared after a car accident. This little master is no one else. It is the big star Qu Feitai who is holding a concert in Jiangzhou tonight.

  This matter is not a trivial matter in any respect.

  Jiangzhou is not the territory of the Qu family. As the saying goes, strong dragons don’t suppress local snakes. If Qu Feitai really provokes some forces, the emperor is far away, and the Qu family really has nothing to do with it.

  Young Master Qu found her in front of her, she still has to take care of this matter.

  Jiang Chunlan made a few phone calls, explained clearly, and waited for the result.

  And this night, Ran’s mansion was brightly lit.

  Lin Feng hurriedly walked into the living room, "Master Xiao, I checked it out, it was all caused by the girl in the Zhu family."

   Ran Tengxiao raised his eyebrows: "Wish Mingjing?"

   "It's her. She has a good relationship with Madam Jiang. Madam Jiang invited her to come to appraise the treasure at home. At a glance, she concluded that it was a fake. Both Madam Shen and Madam Gu were present at the time."

   "I can tell at a glance? Is she so fierce?" Ran Tengxiao sniffed.

   "If it weren't for Jiang Chunlan, there must be a problem with Zhu Mingjing."

  Ran Tengxiao narrowed his eyes, "The last time An Zhi Tinglan happened, Jiang Chunlan finally couldn't help but take it."

   "But it shouldn't be." Lin Feng frowned: "No one knows that the genuine product is in the hands of Master Wen. Jiang Chunlan shouldn't know in advance."

Ran Tengxiao sneered: "That's Zhu Mingjing's problem. This girl always feels that the evil family is very evil. Since she returned to Jiangzhou, in just over three months, what she has done seems to be out of order, but she is paving the way for herself. , This girl is very ambitious."

  He never believed that there is a real saint in this world, no matter how good she pretended to be.

   "How many good things are hidden in Uncle's secret room?" Ran Tengxiao glanced at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng hangs his head: "After Master Wen died, the uncle learned about the existence of the secret room from Ji Chang. Unfortunately, the secret room is equipped with a self-destruct device. If the password is entered incorrectly three times, the self-destruct device will be activated. The entire secret room and Ran’s mansion will become Ruins, until now, no one can open this secret room."

   Ran Tengxiao touched his chin: "That's interesting, Uncle Gong is really interesting."

   "There is not enough greed to swallow an elephant, Uncle, if you understand this principle earlier, you won't die without a dead body."

  "How do you respond to the Jiade Group?"

   "My father doesn't know anything about personnel, and my aunt is taking care of my life, this mess naturally fell on me."

   Ran Tengxiao smiled, her eyes were thin.

  "Abandon it if you want to."

  Lin Feng nodded: "I see."

  "Ms. Zhu, it seems that I will find a chance to meet for a while. I have a hunch that there will be information I am interested in in her."

  ——

  While the whole world is looking for Qufeitai, Qufeitai, the party concerned, is sleeping soundly.

  I slept until 7 o'clock in the morning, and it was still raining outside the window, Qu Feitai went out refreshed.

  Du Ze returned after buying breakfast and set it on the table.

   "Mr. Qu, you have breakfast first, I'll go upstairs to call Miss."

  Qufeitai walked upstairs with long legs: "I'll call."

  Qufeitai was about to knock on the door, and the door opened from inside.

  Ming Jing passed him lightly and went downstairs, "Let's go."

  Qu Feitai followed her: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Ok."

  "It's still raining today. If nothing happens, don't go out."

  Ming Jing paused in his footsteps, and turned his head to look at him.

  Qufeitai touched his nose: "What's the matter?"

   Ming Jing turned her head back downstairs, and said lightly: "After dinner, I will ask the assistant to take you back."

  Qu Feitai let out an "Oh", and cast down his eyes in disappointment.

  He followed Ming Jing and watched her white skirt drag on the steps, like a blooming lily, swaying to make his heart soft.

  Breakfast is soy milk fritters and steamed buns, Du Ze said apologetically: "The conditions are simple, Mr. Qu will do it."

  Qu Feitai sat opposite Mingjing and said, "I'm not picky about food, I just have to be full."

  Ding Jing was very quiet when eating, without saying a word, drinking a sip of soy milk and a bite of steamed buns. The movements were slow. Qu Feitai never knew that someone could eat steamed buns so elegantly and beautifully.

  Someone seemed to have such a magical power, she just sat there quietly, her smiles and every move were attractive enough to make it impossible to look away from her.

After breakfast, the three of them took the elevator to the underground garage. Qufeitai was still covered by hats and masks. He was tall and long and walked very fast, but Mingjing walks slowly and slowly. For this reason, Qufeitai only Can slow down, so as to maintain the same level as the mirror.

  The garage is very dark, the mirror walks quietly, Qu Feita coughs lightly, and the voice-activated lights light up one after another.

  Du Ze went to drive first. At this moment, there are only two people, Mingjing and Qufeitai, in the garage of Nuo Da, and the whole world is quiet as if only the breathing of the two can be heard.

   "Ding Spiegel." The young boy's low voice fell to his ears, like a fragrant mellow wine.

  Ming Jing said that she was ashamed to rely on her throat to eat.

"Ok."

  "After the concert is burned into a disc, I will give you one. You must watch it."

"good."

  A hint of joy was mixed in the youth’s clear voice: "Do you really know how to watch it?"

  The underground garage is shady and dim, and a gust of wind blows from nowhere, blowing the skirt of the mirror, fluttering as if to go home in the wind.

  Qu Feitai panicked, and subconsciously grabbed her arm.

  She has no desires, no desires, indifferent and cold, as if no one in this world can get her eyes, Qu Feita is really afraid that she will really become a fairy in the next moment.

  Mingjing's eyes fell on the hand where he was holding his arm.

  The juvenile’s palms are large, her finger bones are slender, her nails are round and clean, and her skin is one degree darker than the skin of her arms, so the skin of the mirror becomes more and more white.

  Qu Feitai realized that he had violated, and quickly let go.

   "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

  Her skin was too white and tender, and the area where he had grasped it immediately turned red.

  The palm of Qufeitai's back is hot.

  The soft touch of the skin touched, lingering in his heart, lingering in a mess that made his heart soft.

   Ming Jing stared at the place he had grabbed, and she looked down and didn't know what she was thinking.

  At this time, the car lights behind Ming Jing were bright, and a car drove towards them quickly, and the other party seemed to spot the two of them and screamed for them to get out of the way.

  At the moment of his death, Qu Feitai wrapped Ming Jing's waist with one hand, and rolled on the ground with her in his arms. The moment he landed, he turned his body over and hit his back on the ground, and Ming Jing was pressing on him.

   "Hmm..." Qu Feitai snorted, his hands clasped around Ming Jing's waist tightly.

   was close at hand, with her eyes facing each other, Qu Feita looked into her eyes deeply.

This was the first time he looked at her eyes seriously. They were very beautiful apricot eyes. The eyes were black and white, big and bright, the eyes were like thick ink, and there was a bottomless mystery in the black and bright, which seemed to be hidden. Many stories, but they calmed down in the blink of an eye, like a clear lake, no matter how turbulent the bottom of the lake, the lake will never be turbulent.

   "Ding Spiegel...I." He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

  The next moment, Ming Jing got up, brushed the skirt, and looked at him lightly: "Where did you hurt?"

   Those calm eyes seemed to pour down a basin of cold water, and Qu Feitai's passion and passion disappeared in an instant.

   Struggling to get up, Qu Feita hissed softly: "It's okay."

   Ming Jing glanced at his elbow, her eyes closed in silence.

  The car wiped the two people and rushed over, and disappeared directly, probably because they were afraid of taking responsibility, before the two of them had reacted, they ran away.

  At this time, Du Ze drove to a halt in front of the two of them, and Ming Jing took a small box from the trunk and put it on the back seat.

  Qu Feitai watched her open the box. It turned out to be a first aid kit with antiseptic drugs in it.

  Ding Jing took a cotton swab and dipped it with iodophor, raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Extend your arm."

  (End of this chapter)