The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 312 Eagle (Part 1)

It was only when Zhao Zhen reached the entrance of the community that she realized that she couldn't get in at all.

Call Der Spiegel and turn off the phone.

She waited at the gate of the community for a long time. From the setting sun to the mid-moon, she did not see the shadow of the mirror, nor did she see her car coming in or out.

When she was about to return in vain, she suddenly saw a taxi parked across the road, and a tall and straight man bent over and got out of the car.

The man was dressed in a concealed attire and came across the road. He was tall and thin, and he was very eye-catching.

Zhao Zhen recognized this person immediately.

Qu Feitai.

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

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

Qu Feitai frowned and looked at the person blocking the way, a cold light flashed across his eyes for an instant.

Last time, she didn't settle the bill with her, but ran out by herself.

Qu Feitai, I know you like Ming Jing, I can help you, how about we make a deal? Zhao Zhen cut straight to the point.

Ming Jing's character, even if you chase after her for the rest of your life, she won't look back at you.

Sad, but true.

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, and she has an extraordinary relationship with her, which you can't compare to anyway.

Qu Feitai laughed, looking at Zhao Zhen with a clear irony in his eyes.

Zhao Zhen frowned, and coughed a little guilty: Opportunities are in the hands of those who are prepared. After this village, there will be no such shop.

Qu Feitai raised his chin slightly, his face was smooth and clear, with a juvenile skeleton and sexy beard, in the cold night, it suddenly made the heart skip a beat.

Then what do you want me to do for you?

Zhao Zhen looked at him seriously, Ming Jing is injured, and I can't contact her. As a friend, I'm worried. Can you take me in? As for the rest, we'll talk about it later.

Zhao Zhen didn't wait for an answer, but waited for the young man's ironic laughter.

You claim to be a friend of Mingjing, but you can't enter her house. What kind of friend is this? Since you are a friend, you go against your friend's wishes and help a man you don't understand to pursue her? No matter what this man will bring to her Harm, Ding Jing, do you recognize your friend?

Zhao Zhen's expression changed: You...

It's none of your business whether I like Der Spiegel or not? Is it necessary for you to make suggestions and use those dirty methods? Who are you insulting? Don't pretend to treat others as fools.

The words faded away, Oh, by the way, stay away from Ming Jing in the future, Ming Jing doesn't have a friend like you.

The boy waved his hand, did not look back, and swiped his card to enter the community.

Zhao Zhen stomped her feet angrily, Qu Feitai, sooner or later you will regret it.

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——Xiao Fei, where did you go, look at the mess you made on the Internet, it really pissed me off.

After clicking on the WeChat voice message, Huang Chao's loud voice came out, and Qu Feitai immediately took the phone away.

Reply by typing - go out to do some errands, and reply in a few days.

When the elevator arrived, Qu Feitai put the phone in his pocket and walked out.

He walked to the door of Ming Jing's house, hesitated for a long time, put his raised hand back, put his ear on the door and listened for a long time, but heard nothing.

With a final sigh, he turned around and prepared to go back to his home opposite.

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

Apart from him, the only one living on this floor is Ding Jing.

Brother Qu. Ming Chen thought he was dazzled when he saw him, so he rushed over quickly.

Qu Feitai was not disappointed, he rubbed her head with a smile, and asked impatiently, How is your second sister?

Ming Chen snorted and said, I know Brother Qu is most concerned about Second Sister. Seeing that you are so worried, I will reluctantly tell you that Second Sister is injured.

Qu Feitai's face suddenly sank.

It's just a minor injury. It has been bandaged in the hospital. The second sister is resting at home now. 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 the side, suddenly coughed.

I've never seen such a guy who eats inside and out, what is the second sister must be very happy to see her, are you the roundworm in the second sister's stomach?

Qu Feitai breathed a sigh of relief: As long as there's nothing serious, 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 piano well these days when I was away?

Ming Chen said with a smile: Of course I practiced well, Brother Qu doesn't believe me, you can check it.

Ming Chen insisted on sticking to Qu Feitai, and finally followed Qu Feitai to the opposite door, and Mingti went home alone.

Seeing her coming back alone, Han Suwen asked, Where's Ming Chen?

Ming Ti handed the soy sauce to Han Suwen, and said angrily, The door is opposite.

Han Suwen was stunned: Is Xiao Fei back?

Ming Ti nodded with a straight face.

Han Suwen rubbed his hands on the apron, Go and ask him if he has had dinner... Forget it, don't ask, he must not have eaten. I will make more tonight, and you can send it to him later.

Why give it to him, who is he?

Look at your child, he is friends with Miss, and he is Ming Chen's piano teacher, so you should take care of him more out of reason.

Han Suwen smeared soy sauce on the marinated yellow croaker while talking.

Ming Ti glanced at the direction of the second floor: I don't know if the second sister is awake?

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Brother Qu, your house is so big and empty, there is nothing there.

Qu Feitai's home is smaller than the opposite one, just like a model room, with nothing but basic furniture.

At a glance, it was empty.

Qu Feitai lived here only a handful of times, so he didn't bother to arrange it.

Now it seems that he is going to buy some things, because he is going to be stationed in Jiangzhou for a long time.

Qu Feitai turned on his mobile phone and was about to go to the shopping website to browse around, but saw more than a dozen missed calls from Huang Chao, and another call came in.

After Qu Feitai's vest was stripped, there were various speculations on the Internet, and now someone turned around and scolded him for stealing Der Spiegel's traffic. In short, taking advantage of Der Spiegel's accident, people all over the country knew about his scandal with Der Spiegel. Infamy is concentrated on him, the bright mirror is a white lotus that emerges from the silt but not stained, and he, the dignified top-notch talent in the music world, has become a crazy dog ​​licking that he can't have a crush on...

Although Huang Chao has worked very hard to remove hot searches from public relations, but too many people can't stand the red song and fly to the stage. The people who fish in troubled waters are getting more and more chaotic, but the boss has disappeared. Huang Chao is anxious to burn his ass.

I have been calling Qu Feitai since the afternoon, and either turned off the phone or refused to answer it. In just a few hours, Huang Chao was so anxious that his mouth was full of froth. Being Qu Feitai's manager is really not a human job. He has to live. Live a few years less.

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

Little ancestor, you are my ancestor, okay? Are you going to Jiangzhou again? You can, you, pat your ass and leave, leaving me a mess. Huang Chao can be heard gnashing his teeth through the phone the sound of.

Sorry, there are a few strands of your hair that you can't keep anymore. I will buy you the best wig later, and I will definitely let you have flowing black hair.

Ask Der Spiegel what brand of wig is. I want this... Are we talking about wigs? Do you know that your nature is very serious, and you are disqualified as an idol...

Qu Feitai sneered: Idol? What kind of idol do I belong to? Do I rely on my face or my body? Don't kidnap me with the tricks of traffickers in the market. I have come to today, and I have the status I have today. It’s not based on the charity of those domineering fans, the big waves wash the sand, the real gold is what stays, because I’ve lost my fans since I fell in love, so it’s good for such fans to leave early, you’d better weigh it clearly, you want a puppet kidnapped by fans An idol is still a free-flying eagle.

Hualuo hung up the phone directly, and there should be no more calls in a short time.

Qu Feitai turned around, and saw the little girl holding her face in her hands, with red hearts in Xingxing's eyes.

Brother Qu, you're so handsome. I'm sure I'm not mistaken. You must be an eagle, the most powerful eagle, the eagle that soars into the sky.