The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 383

Chapter 383 Misunderstanding

Aunt Hong's heart beat, waved her hand, and ordered her subordinates: "Didn't you hear what the eldest lady said?"

'S men immediately took Dong Jiahe out.

"Miss, you have tea." Hong Gu personally held the tea cup and handed it to Ming Jing.

Ming Jing did not answer, but looked at her quietly.

Hong Gu's face gradually became uncontrollable, she really deserved to be Ran Bowen's daughter.

"Although I am not involved in the affairs of the Blue Dragon Club, the Blue Dragon Club was founded by my father. I can't just watch it ruin in your hands."

Hong Gu shook her hand holding the teacup. Did she hear that right?

Is the eldest kid joking?

Although the Qinglong Club was founded by Ran Bowen, it was also destroyed in his hands. Without Ran Tengxiao, the Qinglong Club would have been dead.

"Miss, what you said is wrong. Not everything in the world is black and white. If it weren't, the Azure Dragon Club would have been banned decades ago. How can it be today's glory?"

Not to mention posing in front of her, this little girl is really naive.

"It's either black or white, good or evil, the law of nature is obvious, and the retribution is unhappy." The girl smiled slightly, holding flowers with one hand, and she was looking solemn and holy and dust-free.

Hong Gu was startled in place.

There were a few noises next door, and then the voice grew louder and louder, and the young girl could not hide her embarrassment without personnel.

The girl in front of her still looks faint and has no effect.

Hong Gu smiled and said, "I thought Master Qing and Missy... I had misunderstood them."

Ding Jing glanced at her with a smile but a smile, Hong Gu hung her head down.

Half an hour later, Zheng Qing hugged Yueyue out with a full face, while Yueyue hung his head, with a face of shame and anger.

"I took the person away."

"This..." Hong Gu seemed a little embarrassed.

"Master Qing, Yueyue signed a contract with me. You can eat as long as you eat. I took the bowl and the pot away. There is no such reason."

Zheng Qing glanced at her: "How to release people?"

Hong Gu took out a contract and handed it to Zheng Qing: "Master Qing, please have a look."

Zheng Qing opened his eyes and snorted, "Are you stealing money out of the blue? Are you taking Lao Tzu as a fool?"

"Master Qing, this is clearly written in black and white, and there is Yueyue's handprint. If you don't recognize it, then I can't help it."

"You..." Zheng Qing snorted coldly, "I will take away the people first, and then I will send someone to send money."

"This is not good, there are rules for each line, Master Qing, don't make me embarrassing."

Yueyue secretly grabbed Zheng Qing by the corner of his clothes, and hung his head pitifully.

Zheng Qing held her hand: "Don't be afraid, I promised to take you away, so he will definitely take you away."

Zheng Qing said in a deep voice: “I've been investing recently and I'm a little tight on hand, so let's pay a deposit first, and when the funds are returned, I will pay you the money immediately.”

Aunt Hong was about to say no, Ming Spiegel walked out.

Aunt Hong glanced at her, "For the sake of the eldest lady, I will sell Young Master Qing as a face. I hope you can count on your words."

The words smiled and glanced at Yueyue: "You are a blessed person. If you follow Master Qing in the future, the blessing is still to come."

Yueyue pursed her lips and lowered her head.

"Yueyue..." Xianxian chased her, holding Yueyue's hand with a worried expression on her face.

Yueyue whispered: "Xianxian, don't worry, Master Qing is very good to me, he will take me out of here."

Xianxian looked at Zheng Qing vigilantly, would this man really treat Yueyue well?

Zheng Qing raised her eyebrows: "You are the girl who blows the pipe."

The girl who was sold for gambling debt by her adoptive father.

Xianxian nodded: "It's me, Master Qing, will you always treat Yueyue well?"

"Xianxian, don't be presumptuous." Hong Gu shouted in a deep voice.

Yueyue held Xianxian's hand and said in a low voice: "Xianxian, wait for me, I will definitely save you."

Xianxian shook his head: "You have a good time, don't worry about me."

Xianxian raised her head, and met the gaze of that Miss Ran's family unexpectedly. The other party smiled gently and looked away.

Until the three of them left, Xianxian seemed to be taken away from his strength and leaned against the wall feebly.

Hong Gu touched her temples and smiled and said: "Mr. Ran is waiting for you at 302, don't let him wait in a hurry."

Xian Xianbei bit her lower lip tightly, her face pale.

"Aunt Hong...I...I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable..."

Before she could finish her words, Hong Gu's eyes grew colder, "Your adoptive father sold you to me, not for you to enjoy your blessings, remember your identity."

Xianxian's face was as pale as paper, she closed her eyes unwillingly, letting her tears fall.

"If you are to blame, you will blame your face. If Yueyue is so beautiful, if you have a rich man to redeem you, it is also your blessing that Mr. Ran can see you."

Hong Gu turned and left, and walked to a place where there was no one, her face instantly sinking.

"This surname is Qing, let me check it. I want all his information.

"Get in the car, what are you doing?" Zheng Qing poked her head out of the driver's seat and looked at the girl standing next to the car.

Yueyue bit her lip and looked at the girl in the car.

Ding Jing opened the door: "Get in the car."

The other party's gentle attitude calmed Yueyue's panic, she sat in cautiously, not daring to look around, and put her hands on her knees honestly.

Zheng Qing was amused by her appearance, and started the car and left.

No words all the way, the atmosphere in the carriage was so quiet that it was suffocating.

Yueyue did not dare to speak, until the girl next to her asked: "The minor tune you sing is very unique. It has a kind of opera style. Is it from your hometown?"

Yueyue was stunned, she actually heard it.

This minor tune is a little bit of opera style, and it is easy for most people to confuse it with Huaqiang.

Yueyue's fingers under her sleeves were picking her nails silently, "I...I secretly listened to other people's singing, and I thought it was good, so I wrote it down."

"Really? Where did you hear it?"

"I do not remember."

"You have a lot of time to think slowly."

Yueyue's head almost fell to her chest, thinking of something, she immediately asked nervously: "How is Xiao Dong?"

"He is okay, he has been injured a bit and has been taken to the hospital."

Yueyue breathed a sigh of relief.

"This kid, I'm going to **** me off." Zheng Qing scolded.

"Young Master Qing, don't blame Xiao Dong. You blame me. He was arrested by Hong Gu to save me..."

As soon as the little beauty looked like she was about to cry, Zheng Qing's heart softened.

"It has nothing to do with you, that kid just owes you to clean up, now it's fine, let him lie down in the hospital for a month."

As soon as Xiao Dong was injured so badly, Yueyue's face turned paler.

Zheng Qing lives in Hengjia Garden, one of the top high-end communities in Jiangzhou. The car drove into the underground garage and parked in the parking space. Zheng Qing said, "Get off."

Yueyue followed Zheng Qing into the elevator step by step, not daring to look at it.

Mingjing left midway, only Yueyue and Zheng Qing were in the elevator.

"What's your name?"

"Monthly..."

"I mean the full name."

Yueyue shook her head: "I...I don't have a name, and Yueyue was picked up by Aunt Hong."

Zheng Qing helped her forehead with a headache: "Well, let's follow Mingjing and call Mingyue. It's nice and easy to remember."

Yueyue was stunned, a bright light burst out from the bottom of her eyes, which turned into crescent moons.

"I have a name."

is different from the code name. She has a first name and a surname. Her name is Mingyue, which is the same surname as Ms. Mingjing.

Zheng Qing's home is very large, and it is empty at first glance, and everywhere is clean and spotless.

Zheng Qing opened the guest room door: "You live here first."

Mingyue looked up at him and said very sincerely: "Master Qing, thank you."

Zheng Qing smiled and touched her head: "Who makes us fate? It's late, let's go to sleep."

Then turned and walked into the master bedroom, the door of the room closed tightly.

Mingyue raised her hand to touch the place he had just touched, and smiled sweetly.

In the nightclub, the room was burning with aphrodisiac incense. Young Master Qing asked her to take the medicine, but did not touch her. The two jointly acted in a play and fooled Aunt Hong.

He is different from others, he is a good person.

"Xianxian, you are right, he is the noble man I hit."

This is the first time that Mingyue has slept so soundly in a long time, and it sleeps till dawn.

In my dream, there is the sound of waves beating, the blue sky and white clouds are close at hand, and the sea breeze is blowing on the cheeks, like the gentle whispers of childhood mothers in memory.

Mingyue opened her eyes, thinking she was dreaming, until she saw the strange furnishings around, she finally understood that it was not a dream.

After a brief wash, Mingyue opened the refrigerator in the kitchen, and there were only some frozen foods, ready to make a simple breakfast.

At this time, there was a sound of opening the door. Mingyue thought it was Zheng Qing who had left the house in the morning, so she hurriedly poked her head out of the kitchen.

A young girl came in, both with big eyes to small eyes, and dumbfounded at the same time.

Holding the dry-cleaned suit in his hand, Xiaowen stared at the girl in the kitchen vigilantly: "Who are you and why are you at the head of Qing's house?"

Mingyue shook her head: "Sister, you have misunderstood, I am not a bad person."

Xiaowen stared at the girl's pure and compelling face, and his heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

Is it Mr. Qing's girlfriend?

There is only one possibility.

It's just that this girl is pretty and pretty, but the clothes she wears are also too serious. It turns out that Qing always likes this type.

Xiaowen put the suit on the sofa in the living room, walked over and looked at her up and down.

"Are you Mr. Qing's girlfriend?"

girlfriend?

Mingyue's face turned red in an instant, and she desperately shook her head: "I...I am not, sister, you misunderstood."

"Does it make you embarrassed to be with Mr. Qing?"

"No sister..."

"Okay." Xiaowen didn't listen to her explanation at all, and suddenly wrinkled his nose: "What's muddled?"

Xiaowen pushed Mingyue aside and ran into the kitchen, quickly turning off the gas.

In the frying pan on the stove, the eggs are already battered.

Mingyue lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Xiaowen choked: "Am I to blame you? It seems like I bullied you."

"elder sister……."

"Don't call my sister, it doesn't matter which of us is bigger."

Mingyue pursed lips.

At this moment, Zheng Qing walked out of the bedroom and saw the two people at the kitchen door saying hello.

"Morning."

The words fell into the sanitary napkin.

The two were stunned at the same time. The one who came out of the bedroom just now was clearly a woman.

Xiaowen turned his head, looking at Mingyue with some sympathy in his eyes.

Qing always plays with flowers.

Mingyue looked a little at a loss, and murmured: "She... is she Mr. Qing's girlfriend?"

Xiaowen shook his head, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

"Go and rest, I'll make breakfast."

She couldn't bear to look at the girl's expression.

Toilet, after finishing the large size, standing in front of the mirror, Zheng Qing's thoughts finally returned.

She touched her face, and her long hair, her face struck by lightning.

There is no outsider at home, so she has never been easy to deal with when she is at home, but she forgot, there are now more people in the family.

Xiaowen was there just now, and he took a good look at her face.

Zheng Qing calmed down quickly, and the two of them couldn't think that Qing Zheng was a woman. Qing Zheng could only remember the name of this romantic.

Zheng Qing opened the bathroom door and returned to the bedroom calmly.

After putting on makeup, tidying up and walking out again.

Xiaowen made breakfast: "Mr. Qing, let's have breakfast."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Xiaowen smiled: "It's not hard."

Glancing at the closed bedroom door, Xiaowen tentatively asked: “Mr. Qing, don't your girlfriend want to eat it?”

"She doesn't like meeting strangers."

Xiaowen was stunned, and he obviously greeted them just now. They look pretty, and they look familiar. They look like a female celebrity.

Zheng Qing said while eating breakfast, “Dong Jiahe is hospitalized, you can visit him in the hospital later.”

Xiaowen suppressed the surprise from the bottom of his heart: "Good Mr. Qing."

"By the way, Mr. Qing, Mr. Li from Hanhai has invited you to have afternoon tea. Would you like to..."

Han Hai is an investor in the company's new project. Now the project will start right away. What good things can Mr. Li ask her to do? You don't need to think about it to know that you're going to start stuffing your own three and four.

"I pushed it."

Xiaowen should read: “Mr. Qing, the press conference will be next week as planned. If you don't get it in Anyang, several major investors will not be satisfied.”

"Don't worry about this, I will take care of it."

Zheng Qing drank the milk and glanced at the quiet Mingyue, "If you have time to take her to the mall to buy some clothes, you girls will arrange everything you need to eat." Then Luo pushed a bank card to Xiaowen. .

"I have something to do, I will leave first, you will follow Xiaowen these few days."

Zheng Qing gave a few words and answered the phone and left in a hurry.

"Qing always treats you very well." Xiaowen stared at the girl's beautiful young face, with envy in his eyes.

Looking so beautifully, she is suitable for being a star.

Mingyue pursed her lips: "Is it my honor to meet Master Qing?"

Xiaowen raised his eyebrows. This year, Xiaosan is confident.

Beijing is already freezing cold, early in the morning, a thick layer of ice has formed under the eaves.

The servant of the Qu family cleaned the snow at the entrance of the courtyard and carefully cleaned the ice on the ground. It would be bad if the husband stepped on it.

At this moment, the sound of "cracking" came from the second floor, which was very clear in this exceptionally quiet morning.

The servant was indifferent and didn't even look up.

The composer routinely works every day, and everyone has long been used to it.

It's no wonder Mr. has gray hair at a young age. With such an uneasy brother, can he not have gray hair?

"Qu Lanting, you illegally supervise personal freedom. It is illegal for you to do so. You are still a public official. If you do so, you are breaking the law."

"Qulanting, you let me out..."

(End of this chapter)

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