The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 244 Daughters (two more)

   "Ajaan, what's the matter with you?" Mao Nana saw the woman next to her keep turning her head. She was motionless for a while, so she couldn't help but ask, turning her head to look subconsciously.

  He was a middle-aged man with a black coat over a suit jacket and a top hat. His facial features were deep and three-dimensional, like a sculpture. Every inch was meticulously measured like the creator, and the ratio was just right.

  This face is a bit too handsome, but it is a bit distorted because of the perfect proportions, like a...how to describe it, like a perfect mask.

The man’s eyes are gentle, without the slightest attacking power, just like any kind and silent middle-aged uncle encountered on the street. The thing that is better than those middle-aged uncles is that this man has the maturity and domineering of the old high-ranking man in his gestures, but But it is like a sealed sword, with all its sharp edges, leaving only a gentle appearance.

  Mao Nana felt that this person had an inexplicable and weird aura, so she couldn’t help but say: “Hey, what are you doing? Do you know who she is? Dare to disrespect her, do you want to die?”

  The woman suddenly grabbed her hand and pinched her skin with her thin nails. Mao Nana cried out in pain, "Why are you pinching me?"

  The woman turned her head slowly, took a deep breath, retracted her hand and grasped the strap of the purse tightly.

Mao Nana was confused by her inexplicable reaction, she couldn't help but turned her head and glanced at the man behind, who raised her eyebrows and looked at her. Those gentle eyes were concealed with the dangerous light of a falcon, and Mao Nana was sensitively aware of it. , But she was not afraid, could not help but snorted coldly.

   "You scared my friend, do you know who she is?" The tone was the same as Miss Diaoman.

   "Nana, stop talking." The woman yelled in a low voice with a warning.

  The man raised his eyebrows, his low magnetic voice was like a vintage wine, and the drunk was in a mess.

  "Miss Bo, who doesn’t know, who doesn’t?"

  Mao Nana smiled triumphantly, then frowned quickly, this tone, why is it so yin and yang, who is he sarcastic?

"Hey you……."

   "Nana." Bo Yujiang clutched her hand tightly, gave her a warning look, and shook his head slightly.

  Bo Yujiang has always been gentle, and Mao Nana couldn't help but be stunned when she had seen such a look in her eyes.

  Mao Nana leaned over to her ear and whispered: "How do I feel, are you so afraid of him? Can't you know him?"

  Thin jade **** shell teeth lightly bit her lower lip, and gently shook her head.

   "Then you are afraid of what he will do, you are Miss Bo, in Jingzhou, who dares to offend you unless you don't want to live anymore."

  Bo Yujiang just shook his head and stopped answering her.

  At this moment, her heart is in a mess.

  Why does he appear here?

  Is there a task? Still, I'm going to settle the ledger with her...

  Bo Yu Jiang Xiu's eyebrows frowned, her hands subconsciously grasped the strap, her favorite limited edition crocodile leather strap was scratched and she didn't know it.

  Bronze medal awards are finished silver medals.

  Zhao Heng and Xie Zhen won the silver medal, Zhao Heng looked disappointed, but Xie Zhen almost jumped up with excitement.

  She held Ming Jing and happily said, "Ding Jing thank you. If it were not for you, I would not have won the silver medal."

  Ming Jing smiled: "It's you working hard."

  Xie Zhen happily went to the stage to accept the award, Zhao Heng looked down at Ming Jing and Song Yinzhang in despair.

   "I'm afraid I can't accompany you to participate in IMO."

   Liu Muxue smiled and waved her hand: "That's just right, it's less cumbersome, so you don't have to drag your legs back in the team competition."

  Zhao Heng's chest was bulging, if it weren't for her to be a woman, her fists would have been raised.

  Song Yinzhang comforted: "Don't be discouraged, there is still a chance."

  After Xie Zhen came back, she looked excitedly holding the trophy and the certificate, touched this, kissed that, Liu Muxue rolled her eyes while watching.

  Next is the gold medalist, with a long list of names.

  No accident, the names of Liu Muxue Mingjing and Song Yinzhang are both in the meantime.

  There is also a familiar name-Bo Lianye.

   Liu Muxue snorted: "The ghost will never go away."

   is destined to meet again in the national team.

  For Bo Lianye, who has been accustomed to winning awards since she was a child, a CMO gold medal is not enough to make her gloomy, with a proper smile on her face, and under the envious gaze of the audience, she walked to the podium dignifiedly.

  When the thin lotus leaf stood still on the stage, the palm of the audience seemed to become more heated.

  The thin lotus leaf curls the corners of her lips, smiles generously, and reveals pride at the tip of her eyebrows.

  At this time, she saw the gaze of the leader of the first row, as if passing by her and falling beside her.

  The thin lotus leaf frowned slightly and turned his eyes lightly.

  White jade is flawless, exuding a peerless and warm light, not as warm as the sun, but brighter than the moonlight, she hangs high in the sky, warmth and light spreading the earth, her natural recipient is the eye of the world's attention and worship.

  Everything is so natural.

  The thin lotus leaf frowned slightly, and the hand under the sleeve of the school uniform was lightly clenched into a fist.

  Ding mirror.

In the last row of the auditorium, there was always a gaze following the tall and slender figure, with thickly callused fingers gently rubbing the stubble on the chin, and the other hand reached into the pocket, rubbing the lighter. The relief is as gentle as water as far as the eye can see.

"Yue Ye is really amazing, she's a gold medal again, and the mirror, the **** the right hand side of Ye Zi, is she beautiful? Let me tell you, she is my future sister-in-law, and she has also won the gold medal." Mao Nana chattered endlessly. Said.

  Bo Yujiang was not in the mood to see what Mao Nana’s future sister-in-law would look like. She was sitting on pins and needles all the time, wishing to take the road and flee immediately.

After finally ending the awards ceremony, Bo Yujiang said: "Nana, I'm not feeling well, let's go now."

  The words fell, grabbed the backpack and left, there was no time for Mao Nana to react.

  Mao Nana turned her head, she was gone for a long time.

  Even the strange man behind him doesn’t know when he has disappeared.

  "No matter what, I will say hello to Ming Spiegel later, the old man asked me to take care of her, I have to treat this future lady well."

  The woman's footsteps are hurried, just after two steps, a pair of black boots appeared in front of her.

   Swallowing her saliva nervously, the woman took a step back.

  "Miss Bo, have you had a comfortable life these years?" The man folded a canna and placed it on the tip of his nose and sniffed.

   "Boss, why are you here?" Bo Yujiang squeezed the strap tightly and asked calmly.

  The man chuckled lightly: "Guess?"

  The simple two words made her "chuck" in the bottom of her heart, and smiled: "How do I know the boss's mind?"

  "Did you not like to guess people the most? This is your stunt. It allows you to successfully get out of the quagmire and become a noble daughter. Why, more than ten years of wealthy life, has your stunts worn out?"

  Bo Yujiang's eyes are gentle, revealing the elegant white back of the neck.

  "I haven’t congratulated you yet, I’ve got a lucky man, I’ll count it. This is the third time I have been married. I hope you, the bridegroom, can live longer."

   "The boss is joking."

  There was no echo for a long time, Bo Yujiang couldn't help but raise his head, and was hitting the man's eyes. The grinding and murderousness of the eyes made her feel cold, and she took a step back subconsciously.

  The man smiled: “Don’t be nervous, it’s not me who is really looking for you to collect debts.”

  Bo Yujiang breathed tightly, "What do you mean?"

  The man raised his eyebrows, played with a canna in his hand, smiled coldly and mockingly: "What do you mean, don't you know what it means?"

  Bo Yujiang took a deep breath, "Boss, it was Mrs...."

  "Don't mention her to me." The man's face suddenly sank, like a black cloud pressing on top, Bo Yujiang shuddered in fright, and shrank his neck subconsciously.

  The man took the canna and patted Bo Yujiang’s face: "After so many years of prosperity and wealth, you can enjoy enough..."

  Bo Yujiang dare not breathe in the air.

   I squeezed sweat on the palm of my hand nervously.

  The man took a step back, and said coolly: “Don’t worry, you are now Miss Bo, the jewel in the palm of Old Lady Bo, who in the whole Jingzhou dares to touch your finger.”

  Bo Yujiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth gently curved.

  At this time, there was a voice from behind. It turned out that the award ceremony was over and students filed out.

   Liu Xiangyue’s voice came from behind "Ajaan".

  Bo Yujiang raised his head, and there was no man in the place, except for a withered canna trembling in the cold wind.

  (End of this chapter)