The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 312

Chapter 312 Eagle (one more)

Zhao Zhen found out that she couldn't get in at the gate of the community.

Call Mingjing and turn off the phone.

She waited for a long time at the gate of the community. From the sunset to the moon, she did not see the shadow of Ming Jing, nor did she see her car entering or leaving.

When was about to return without success, she suddenly saw a taxi stopped across the road, and a tall man bent over and walked out of the car.

The man was dressed in a coverall, and came across the road, thin and tall, very eye-catching.

Zhao Zhen recognized this person at a glance.

Qufeitai.

Calculating the time, he just came from Jingzhou after reading the news.

Qufei got off the plane and rushed back non-stop. He was about to enter the community when someone suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

Qu Feitai frowned and looked at the person blocking the road, a cold light flashed across his eyes.

The account of the cash drawer last time, I haven't settled with her, but ran out by myself.

"Qu Feitai, I know you like Der Spiegel, I can help you, how about we make a deal?" Zhao Zhen went straight to the point.

"Ding Jing's personality, even if you chase behind her **** for a lifetime, she won't look back at you."

Very heart-wrenching, but it is a fact.

Qu Feitai raised his eyebrows: "Oh? How are you going to help me?"

"I have my own way. Maybe you don't know. There is a young man named Xi Yu beside Ming Jing. She has an extraordinary relationship with her. You can't compare it anyway."

Qu Feitai laughed, looking at Zhao Zhen's eyes with a clear sarcasm.

Zhao Zhen frowned, and coughed with a guilty conscience: "The opportunity is in the hands of those who are prepared. After this village, there will be no such shop."

Qu Feitai lifted his chin slightly, the jaw line of the face was smooth and clear, with the skeletal feeling of a teenager and the **** stubble, in the cold night, it suddenly made the heart skip a beat.

"Then what do you want me to help you with?"

Zhao Zhen looked at him earnestly, “Ding Jing is injured, and I can't contact her. As a friend, I'm very worried, can you take me in? As for the others, we'll talk about it later.”

Zhao Zhen didn't wait to answer, but he waited for the juvenile's very ironic laughter.

"You claim to be a friend of Spiegel, but you can't enter her house. What kind of friend is this? Since you are a friend, you went against the wishes of your friend and helped an unknown man pursue her? Don't care what this man will bring her. Hurt, Spiegel, recognize you as a friend?"

Zhao Zhen's expression changed: "You..."

"I like Der Spiegel or not, what's up to you? It's necessary for you to plan and use those scams? Who are you insulting? Don't think that you are a fool."

The words went down, "Oh, yes, stay away from Mingjing in the future. Mingjing doesn't have a friend like you."

The young man waved his hand and didn't turn his head. He swiped his card and entered the community.

Zhao Zhen stomped angrily, "Qufeitai, you will regret it sooner or later."

——Xiao Fei, where did you go? Look at the mess you caused on the Internet. It's really annoying to me.

Clicking on the WeChat voice message, Huang Chao's loud voice came out, Qu Feitai immediately moved the phone away.

Typographic reply-go out to do something, and reply in a few days.

The elevator arrived, Qufeitai put the phone in his pocket, and walked out.

He walked to the door of Mingjing's house, hesitated for a long time, put his hand back, and listened to the door for a long time without hearing anything.

Finally sighed, turned around and prepared to go back to his own home.

At this moment, the elevator door opened, Qu Feitai was stunned, and suddenly raised his head.

The only one living on this floor is Der Spiegel except for him.

"Brother Qu." When Ming Chen saw him, he thought he was dazzled, and rushed over quickly.

Qu Feitai was not disappointed, she rubbed her head with a smile, and couldn't wait to ask: "How is your second sister?"

Ming Chen hummed: "I know that Brother Qu is most concerned about the second sister. Seeing you are so worried, I will tell you reluctantly, the second sister is injured."

Qu Feitai's face suddenly sank.

"It's just a small injury. It has been bandaged in the hospital. The second sister is now resting at home. You are here to see the second sister. Let me take you home. The second sister must be very happy to see you."

Mingti who was silent on one side suddenly coughed.

I have never seen a guy who eats inside and out like this. What is the second sister, she must be very happy to meet her. Are you the roundworm in the belly of the second sister?

Qufeitai breathed a sigh of relief: “It's fine if it's okay, I won't go, let your second sister have a good rest.”

Thinking of something, Qu Feitai immediately asked with a straight face: "Did you practice the violin well these days when I was away?"

Mingchen grinned and said, "Of course I have to practice well. If you don't believe me, you can check it."

Mingchen insisted on sticking to Qufeitai, and finally followed Qufeitai to the right door, Mingti went home alone.

Han Suwen saw her come back alone, and asked, "Where is Mingchen?"

Mingti handed the soy sauce to Han Suwen, and said, "That's right."

Han Suwen was stunned: "Is Xiao Fei back?"

Ming raised his face and nodded.

Han Suwen rubbed his hands on his apron, “Go and ask him if he had dinner... Forget it, don't ask, I'm sure I didn't eat it, I'll make more tonight, and you'll send it to him later.”

"Why give it to him, how old is he."

"Look at your child, he and the young lady are friends, or Mingchen's piano teacher. They should take care of him if they are reasonable."

Han Suwen said while putting soy sauce on the marinated yellow croaker.

Mingti glanced at the direction of the second floor: "Second Sister doesn't know if she's awake yet?"

"Brother Qu, your house is so empty, there is nothing."

Qufeitai's home has a smaller area than the opposite, like a model room, with nothing but basic furniture.

glanced over, empty.

Qufeitai has lived here for only a handful of times, so he didn't bother to arrange it.

It now seems that he is going to buy something, because he is going to be stationed in Jiangzhou for a long time.

Qufeitai turned on his mobile phone and was about to go to the shopping site for a round. As a result, he saw a dozen missed calls from Huang Chao, and another call came in.

After Qu Feitai's vest was stripped, various speculations on the Internet have revealed that some people have turned his back on Ming Spiegel's traffic. In short, taking advantage of the timing of Ming Spiegel's accident, people all over the country know that he has had an affair with Ming Spiegel, and of course most of them. The infamy is concentrated on him, Ming Jing is a white lotus that is out of the mud but not stained, and he, a top talent in the music scene, has become a crazily licking dog...

Although Huang Chao has worked very **** public relations to withdraw the hot search, but there are too many red song flying platforms that can't stand the jealousy. In the middle of the fish in troubled water, it is getting more and more chaotic, but the main character is gone again. Huang Chao is anxious to burn his ass.

I've been on Qufeitai's phone calls since the afternoon, either turning off or not answering. In just a few hours, Huang Chao was anxiously singing his mouth and acting as an agent for Qufeitai. It's really not a human's job, he has to live. Live less for years.

"Hey, old Huang." Qu Feitai walked to the open-air balcony and stood on the high-rise building to look out. The night view of Jiangzhou is really beautiful, and Qujiang in the distance is like a dormant dragon.

"Little ancestor, you are my ancestor, right? Did you go to Jiangzhou again? You okay, you patted your **** and left, leaving me with a bunch of mess." Huang Chao can be heard gnashing his teeth through the phone. the sound of.

"Sorry, you have a few hairs that can't be kept anymore. I will buy you the best wig when I look back. It will definitely give you a flowing black hair."

"You ask what brand of Der Spiegel's wig is, I want this...Are we talking about wigs? Do you know that your nature is very serious, and it is an idol disqualification..."

Qu Feitai sneered: "Idol? Where do I belong to the idol? Do I eat with my face or with my figure? Don't kidnap me with the traffic guys in the market. It's not by those arrogant fans who are giving alms. The big waves wash the sand, and only the real gold is left. Because I fall in love, I take off my fans. Such fans leave early. You'd better weigh it down. It's a puppet kidnapped by a fan. An idol is still an eagle flying freely."

Hang up the call directly after the call, and there should be no more calls in a short time.

Qu Feitai turned around and saw the little girl holding her face, with red hearts in the eyes of the stars.

"Brother Qu, you are so handsome. I didn't see the wrong person. You must be an eagle, the most powerful eagle, the eagle that soars for nine days."

(End of this chapter)

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