The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 322 Plastic Surgery (Part 1)

Zhu Xiangxiang checked the express casing paper over and over several times, but there was no mark.

The name of the sender is Baishan, and the phone number is empty.

She took out the paper and looked it over several times.

It's a DNA test result.

It is the DNA test results of Ding Jing and Lin Qing, and the results show that there is no blood relationship.

There is the seal and signature of the appraisal agency in the lower right corner, but there is no possibility of counterfeiting.

Although there have been speculations, but at the moment when he really saw the result, Zhu Xiangxiang was still a little unbelievable.

Ming Jing how dare she...

More importantly, who sent this testimonial?

To be able to get Ding Jing's hair, he must be a powerful character.

She suddenly thought of the rumors in the school that Ming Jing had offended Ran's family because of the position of president of the Jockey Club, and this press conference was just a lesson.

If you rely on the strength of the Ran family, you can do it.

It seems that Der Spiegel really offended people.

But why did this person send her the appraisal result?

Zhu Xiangxiang took a tight breath and suddenly felt that the paper was a bit hot.

The sound of a car engine came from outside the window, Zhu Xiangxiang walked to the window and took a look.

It was Zhu Wentao who came back.

Since the last incident, she has been avoiding Zhu Wentao, feeling inexplicably afraid of him in her heart.

The only person she can discuss with is Zhu Shaodan.

But Zhu Shaodan is too impulsive, I am afraid that everyone who shouted will know it soon, like the last birthday party of Mr. Shen, everyone will not believe it, they will only think that she is jealous and intentionally framed.

Zhu Xiangxiang hesitated for a while, then heard the closing sound of the study outside, opened the door and walked out.

At this time, Lin Qing had already rested.

Zhu Xiangxiang lingered at the door of the study for a while, when the door suddenly opened from the inside, Zhu Xiangxiang was startled like a frightened little rabbit.

Zhu Wentao stood at the door of the study, frowned and looked at her: Come in.

Zhu Xiangxiang gritted his teeth and walked in.

Zhu Wentao closed the study door, Zhu Xiangxiang subconsciously shrank his shoulders, like a quail.

Dad apologizes to you for what happened last time. Dad was drunk that night. It wasn't on purpose. Don't take it to heart. Zhu Wentao said softly.

Zhu Xiangxiang raised his head and glanced at him, seeing the man's honest and loving eyes as always, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Father, I'm looking for you because I have something very important to tell you.

After thinking about it, Zhu Xiangxiang still felt the need to tell Zhu Wentao that she decided to take a gamble.

The benefits brought by the value of the mirror itself are invisible to anyone, but the benefits of the Zhu Group are visible to the naked eye.

Zhu Wentao is not a long-sighted person, otherwise he would not be blinded by a woman.

Zhu Wentao said Yes, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Zhu Xiangxiang.

Zhu Xiangxiang put down the teacup, took out the piece of paper and handed it to Zhu Wentao, Let's take a look first.

Zhu Wentao took it and opened it, and after reading the above content, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

You did the appraisal? Does this girl have such means?

Zhu Xiangxiang shook his head: Someone sent it to me. I don't know who it is. It may be Ming Jing's enemy. Now she has offended Ran's family...

Sure enough, Zhu Wentao's face darkened when he heard this.

Even if he had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to offend the Ran family.

Father, I didn't expect Ming Jing to be really not the biological daughter of you and mother. Now it seems that everything is her conspiracy. We still don't know her purpose, whether it is to make money or...

Zhu Xiangxiang glanced at Zhu Wentao's face, Or maybe we misunderstood Ming Jing, maybe the mother's biological daughter had an accident, and she pretended to be the mother's biological daughter and came back because she was afraid that her mother would be sad. It's just that she would only make mother more sad Forget it, I used to think that my mother was partial to me and it was unfair to Ding Spiegel, but it seems that there is a telepathy between the biological mother and daughter, and there was a reason why my mother didn't like Ding Spiegel in the first place.

It's just that she has kept us all a secret, especially my mother. Now that she has finally accepted Der Spiegel, if she lets her know that Der Spiegel lied to her from the beginning, how can she bear the blow?

Zhu Wentao's face became more and more serious: Who else have you told about this?

I just told you that Shaodan just made a slight guess and has never seen this identification result.

Don't startle the snake, let me think about it carefully. Zhu Wentao frowned, with a sad expression on his face.

Then I won't disturb Dad's rest, I'll go back to my room first. Zhu Xiangxiang turned and left.

Wait, keep it from your mother first, she can't bear this blow.

I know. Zhu Xiangxiang opened the door of the study and walked out. When he saw Li Juan who had just come upstairs, he frowned and asked, What are you doing here?

Li Juan was holding a tray with a bowl of wontons sprinkled with chopped green onion and sesame oil, giving off a tempting aroma.

Mr. came back at night and ordered the kitchen to make him a midnight snack. It is Mr.'s favorite shrimp wonton.

Zhu Xiangxiang didn't say anything, and walked back to the bedroom.

Li Juan knocked on the door of the study room, and after getting consent, she walked in obediently.

Putting down the bowl, pretending to tidy up the desk, he glanced at the piece of paper on the desk.

Zhu Wentao frowned and said, Go out, you don't need to tidy up the study.

Li Juan turned around and left without saying a word.

Closing the study door, Li Juan recalled the content on that piece of paper. Everyone in the Zhu family regarded her as a homeless woman, who could not read a single word, and no one looked at her. Savior.

These rich people don't have a good thing.

It seems to be some identification result, what are the three letters?

DNA.

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Currently, research teams from many hospitals have applied for the Dyeing Heart project. I have sent you the list of applications and topics, and it is currently in the preliminary review stage. By the way, at the end of this month, the Foundation was invited to hold a volunteer week lecture at Jiangzhou University. You are the one who invited...it's just that you are recuperating now, I didn't reply to the other party, it's mainly your injury...

It's okay, just promise me.

Okay. The foundation is now managed by a professional team. The manager, Qiao Shuang, has excellent professional skills and has many years of experience in the industry. Since she took over the foundation, everything has been taken care of in an orderly manner.

After hanging up the phone, Ming Jing picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.

There was the sound of thump, thud, thump footsteps outside the door, and in the next moment, a black shadow swept in like a whirlwind, and involuntarily snatched the tea bowl from Ming Jing's hand, and poured it violently.

Tasting tea is like drinking a cow, just like a cow chewing peony.

Ming Jing brushed the cold dew brought by the other party, and said lightly: No one will grab you, drink slowly.

Zheng Qing took down the tea bowl and stared at the mirror: Do you know Bo Yujiang?

Ming Jing said with a smile, We met once.

Do you know who the author of Yunshangfeng is?

Bo Yujiang.

Then do you know who Bo Yujiang is? The words went around and around, and another person would probably faint.

Ming Jing's eyes became deeper and deeper, with a gentle smile on his lips: Who is it?

Zheng Qing stared at her carefully twice, disappointing her, she couldn't see anything.

A teenage girl's expression management is so good, she is more sophisticated than a decades-old veteran.

Zheng Qing was muttering about evildoers in his heart, Miss Bo, there are still several Bo families in Jiangzhou, tsk tsk, I didn't expect her to be Miss Bo, I just said she doesn't look like an ordinary person.

But it's about the Bo family. Zheng Qing stuffed his mouth with a snack, and said while eating: A few years ago, I was in the wealthy circle of Jingzhou, but I heard some rumors about this young lady of the Bo family. She probably When she was three or four years old, she got lost, and the Bo family had been looking for her for more than ten years, and was only found by the Bo family twelve years ago. I heard that it was a hard life before, and once she became a young lady, it was the end of all hardships.

Zheng Qing glanced at the young girl who was sitting peacefully opposite her, her expression was still incomprehensible.

Did you guess wrong?

She found out about Bo Yujiang in the past few days. She had only heard about this person before, and had nothing to do with her. It turned out that Bo Yujiang was the author of Yunshangfeng. Is there such a coincidence in the world?

She doesn't believe it.

Until she met Bo Yujiang himself three days ago, it gave her a familiar feeling.

Zheng Qing pointed to herself: Do you know what my nickname is?

Ghost turns into Qingluan.

Zheng Qing snapped his fingers and pointed to his own face: I have a superb disguise technique that no one can match. The disguise technique is commonly known as face-changing technique. Except for the top plastic surgeons, no one understands human faces better than me. The direction of the bones, such as your height, who can tell that you are a thirteen-year-old girl, I can tell at a glance.

Zheng Qing swallowed, took a sip of tea and continued: The other day I saw Bo Yujiang's face, my good guy, this plastic surgeon is really good, there is no trace of the plastic surgery, but I can't hide it from my sharp eyes, but She shouldn't have never...

Zheng Qing suddenly patted the table, filled with righteous indignation: Do it like Ah Yu, it's really disgusting that her mother opened the door for the disgusting, so disgusting.