The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 520: Tiger

Cong Yan was sitting behind the counter drawing design drawings, and when he heard footsteps at the door, he raised his head subconsciously.

Mingjing? Miss Zheng? You are here.

Cong Yan immediately put down the pen in her hand and walked over with a smile.

Ming Jing handed the toys and clothes in his hand to Cong Yan: It's for Jin Jin.

Cong Yan took out the clothes, touched them, and said with a smile: The clothes are of great quality, and Ming Jing has a good eye. I'm sure I'll like them.

Ming Jing smiled: I don't know much about this, it was all chosen by Ah Qing.

Cong Yan looked at Zheng Qing in surprise.

Zheng Qing coughed lightly: I don't know either, just pick whatever you want, as long as you like it.

Please come in, both of you, and I will come out with my arms full. He must be very happy to see you.

Sure enough, Cong Yan came out with Zijin in her arms, and when Zijin's shiny black eyes saw the bright mirror, she immediately opened her arms excitedly and begged for a hug.

Ming Jing took Zijin with a smile, and patted his head.

What Zijin was holding in his hand was the string of Buddhist beads given to him by Ming Jing.

Jin Jin treats this string of beads like a treasure, and he doesn't let go when he sleeps, but it's amazing, since that day, he has never cried again, and he sleeps very soundly. Cong Yan said from the side.

This bead really has Buddha nature.

Cong Yan glanced at the mirror: That day at the auction site, I thought it was the wrong person. I didn't expect it to be you. You have such profound attainments in calligraphy at a young age. You are really amazing.

My sister is absurd.

Don't be modest. I heard that someone bought your handwriting for one million yuan, but the auction house didn't sell it. Obviously, they are very optimistic about you.

The works of contemporary calligraphers, except for some old masters, rarely reach the million mark. For Ming Jing's age, it is already a miracle.

The auction house obviously felt that Ding Jing was a rare commodity, but it might as well have been hyped up by the auction house, which further shows that the artistic value and commercial value of Ding Jing should not be underestimated.

Ming Jing's expression didn't change at all when he heard the words, he lowered his head and teased Zi Jin.

Seeing this, Cong Yan secretly sighed in his heart, this kind of character is beyond human reach.

By the way, the cheongsam is ready, Der Spiegel can try it on, and if something doesn't fit, I can change it.

Ming Jing handed the child to Zheng Qing, Zheng Qing caught it in a hurry.

Ming Jing smiled and said, Ah Qing, please take a look at Zijin for a while, I'm going to try on clothes.

Zijin was very bad in Zheng Qing's arms, twisting and twisting as if he had ADHD, Zheng Qing might as well, the child just got out of her arms like a loach, slipped out to the ground, and staggered towards the door.

Jinjin... Zheng Qing paled in shock, and hurried to help.

Cong Yan's smiling voice came from behind: Miss Zheng, this child is just learning how to walk. Only when he falls a lot can he learn how to walk. Don't worry about him.

Zheng Qing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: You are right.

Cong Yan walked in with Ming Jing, With Ms. Zheng watching, I feel at ease, and I will take you to try on clothes.

Zijin leaned on the door frame, looked at the stairs in front of him, frowned delicately, and seemed a little hesitant.

Zheng Qing encouraged from the side: Jin Jin, don't be afraid, go on bravely, mom... Auntie will protect you.

Zijin turned his head, tilted his head and giggled.

Then he took the first step resolutely, his small body was staggering, Zheng Qing supported him with both hands, and his heart almost jumped out.

Fortunately, there was no danger and he stepped on the ground safely.

Zijin looked at Zheng Qing with a little complacency in his small eyes, as if he was saying that I am amazing.

Zheng Qing gave a thumbs up, Jin Jin is the best, Auntie is proud of you.

Zijin laughed giggle, the laughter was clear and innocent, as if it could wash away all the filth and troubles in the world.

Zheng Qing looked at it, his eyes gradually turned red.

Zijin walked up to her, touched Zheng Qing's face with his small hand, and said two crisp words: Don't cry.

Zheng Qing said with a smile: Okay, Auntie will not cry.

It was a very warm scene, but it was interrupted by the next phone ringtone.

Zheng Qing took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the caller ID, cursed shit, looked at Zijin, this alley is very secluded, and few people usually stop by, so Zheng Qing connected the call with confidence. , looking at Zijin all the time.

Is something wrong? I'm busy.

Are you busy performing mother-child love with your son?

Zheng Qing suddenly turned his head to look around, his eyes were dark, and he gritted his teeth and said, Are you spying on me?

Ah Qing, I'm worried about you.

Bah, stop acting hypocritically, tell me, what's the matter with you?

I should ask you this question. That Suizhu is yours, right?

Zheng Qing clenched his fingers into fists, his masseter muscles slightly protruding: What do you want to do?

Zheng Qing was afraid that his hostility would scare the child, so he walked a little further away.

So this is the secret you've been hiding all along, Liu Xiangyue, Bo Yujiang, things are getting more and more interesting.

Zheng Qing said angrily, Don't mention that bitch to me, she doesn't deserve that name.

The person on the opposite side laughed lowly: Heroes see the same thing.

Zheng Qing narrowed his eyes: Nighthawk, I know that you were forced by the situation before, but now, there is a chance to atone for your sin.

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Zheng Qing hung up the phone and turned around, but he didn't see Zijin, and couldn't help but suffocate.

Immediately afterwards, a man hugged his waistband and slowly walked out from behind the flower wall.

Seeing that face clearly, Zheng Qing froze suddenly, subconsciously turning around.

Miss Zheng, you seem to be very afraid of me? The man walked over with a smile in his arms.

Zijin was very obedient in his arms, looked at Zheng Qing with big innocent eyes, and then at the man in front of him, hugging the man's neck with a smile.

Zheng Qing raised his hand and brushed a strand of curly hair from his sideburns, his eyes were flirtatious and winking: How does sir know my surname is Zheng?

I met once before, and the lady may have forgotten it long ago. The proprietress of this store is my school girl. I learned the lady's name from her, and it was a bit abrupt. I hope the lady will forgive me. The man spoke decently and behaved like a gentleman, There is no feeling of letting go, but like a spring breeze.

Zheng Qing drooped his brows and eyes: Oh, that's really abrupt.

Jin Jin, come to Auntie, there are quite a lot of bad people now, don't be hugged by some dubious people, be careful to abduct you, and you will never see your parents again.

As soon as Zheng Qing stretched out his hand, Jin Jin obediently returned to her arms.

At this time, the two were so close that they could smell each other's breath. At that moment, Zheng Qing's heart trembled slightly, and she took a step back calmly, so she didn't notice the man in front of her. Light.

Zheng Qing turned around and left with her arms in her arms, and the man followed.

Zheng Qing turned around suddenly: Don't follow me.

The man rubbed his nose and smiled: I'm here to find Cong Yan Xuemei to get something.

His eyes are as deep as obsidian, and he always looks at people with a kind of affection, as if in the world, only you in his eyes are the most precious.

Why are you so hostile to me?

Zheng Qing snorted coldly, Because you look so annoying.

Hua Luo hugged her lapel and turned around to leave, quickly stepping into the threshold.

The man stood in the sunlight, looking at Zheng Qing's back, his eyes gradually darkened.

Ming Jing came out after trying on the clothes, and saw Zheng Qing walking in angrily with his Zijin in his arms, Ming Jing smiled and shook his head.

Who made our Ah Qing angry?

Zijin immediately shook his head, It's not me.

He pointed behind him, Uncle.

Ming Jing's eyes fell on the door, and when he saw the man walking in, he subconsciously froze for a moment: Professor Liu?

She glanced at Zheng Qing calmly, and Zheng Qing walked into the backyard with Zi Jin in his arms, without even looking at the man behind him.

Mingjing. Liu Xiangyue nodded with a smile, We meet again.

Ming Jing, I'll change the size...Senior? Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came? Cong Yan walked over immediately.

I'll take a look at Zijin. Liu Xiangyue sent a beautifully wrapped paper bag, I bought some toys for Zijin.

Cong Yan said with a smile: My family is so blessed, so I thank the senior on his behalf.

Her family is really likable, but just met once, and let this always cold and alienated senior go down to earth.

Invite people to the courtyard, there are stone tables and chairs under the vines in the courtyard, after Ming Jing and Liu Xiangyue sat down, Cong Yan said to Ming Jing: Help me take care of the senior, I'll make tea. kitchen.

Ming Jing smiled softly: Have you found Professor Liu's friend?

Liu Xiangyue glanced at her, raised her eyebrows slightly, Of course I found it.

Cong Yan's ears perked up, and that night Liu Xiangyue took out the green water beads, which shocked the entire antique world.

The friend Ming Jing mentioned was the one who gave Liu Xiangyue green water beads.

She is also very curious, this friend should be very important to the senior.

Professor Liu is willing to donate priceless beads to find that friend. Such courage is admirable.

How can you get a tiger cub if you don't enter the tiger's den? It's just a pearl.

What you want is a person, not a broken pearl.

Ming Jing raised his eyes and glanced at him, sighing slightly in his heart.

What kind of evil fate is this.

Cong Yan brought over the brewed tea, Senior, the cheongsam you want will take a few days to finish, so it won't delay your business?

Liu Xiangyue shook her head: No rush, it's fine before the 21st.

Cong Yan thought for a while and said: Twenty-one is the 80th birthday of the old lady of the Bo family. Is the senior going to give it to the old lady Bo?

That's right.

Ming Jing lowered his eyelashes and drank his tea quietly.

Speaking of which, this old Mrs. Bo is truly a legend. It is my honor to be able to make a cheongsam for her. Cong Yan sighed.

The Qin family has also been invited. As the second wife of the Qin family, you can go to the banquet together that day.

Cong Yan smiled and said, I wish I had this honor.

Liu Xiangyue was not interested in inquiring about other people's family affairs, so after drinking some tea, it was almost noon, Cong Yan asked Liu Xiangyue to stay for dinner.

She was just being polite. As far as she knew, the senior was not the kind of person who would stay for dinner.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xiangyue readily agreed.

Cong Yan was stunned, and stood up with a smile: Talk, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

After walking away, she couldn't help but look back.

The man is radiant, gentle and elegant, while the young girl is elegant and elegant, and the early spring sunshine is shining brightly and dappledly on the two of them. .

Cong Yan always felt that something was weird.

What about Jinjin?

Aunt Lin replied: Miss Zheng is playing with you in the living room.

Something flashed through my mind quickly, and before Cong Yan could catch it, it disappeared.

Cong Yan cooked a large table of dishes, and Zheng Qing finally walked out of the living room with Zijin in his arms.

Zijin pounced on Liu Xiangyue, hugging his thigh: Uncle.

Liu Xiangyue bent down and picked up Zijin: How about having dinner with uncle?

Aunt Lin came over quickly: Give me your jin, he is too noisy, you can't eat well.

It's okay. Liu Xiangyue sat down at the dining table with her Zijin in her arms.

Zheng Qing picked a place farthest from Liu Xiangyue, but when she raised her head, she met the man's deep eyes.

Zheng Qing secretly rolled his eyes.

Zijin sat on Liu Xiangyue's lap, pointing to the biggest plate of fish with an eager expression.

Liu Xiangyue said softly: Do you want to eat fish?

Zijin nodded, and the halazi was about to flow out.

Cong Yan, who was preparing vegetables, said: This is Songjiang gill perch. There are very few fish bones, but if you eat it, you must pick out every soft thorn...

Before the words finished, Liu Xiangyue picked up a piece of fish and carefully picked out every soft thorn.

He looked very serious, as if he was doing something very important, and then fed the selected fish into Zijin's mouth bit by bit.

Zheng Qing watched this scene, her brows never relaxed.

Cong Yan couldn't help laughing and said: Senior, you are so patient with your children, you must be an excellent father in the future.

Liu Xiangyue had a gentle smile on her lips, and she didn't forget to wipe off the filth from the corners of Zijin's mouth with a tissue.

I hope so.

Aunt Lin looked at this scene, and said a little strangely: Jin Jin and Mr. Liu don't know, so they should be father and son.

Click Zheng Qing dropped the chopsticks on the table.

Ming Jing closed his eyes.

Hearing this, Cong Yan subconsciously raised her head to look at the two people, one big and one small opposite, and the more she looked, the more she felt that something was wrong.

I didn't pay much attention to it before, but when I looked at it now, Zijin's eyebrows and eyes looked like Liu Xiangyue. At first glance, he really looked like a father and son.

Cong Yan's heart skipped a beat, Qin Tian once said jokingly that Zijin didn't look like him, and she didn't look like her own mother either, and he didn't know who he inherited it from.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

She and the senior... this is absolutely impossible.

What a ghost.

The more Cong Yan thought about it, the colder her heart became, so she didn't notice the abnormality of Zheng Qing beside her.

What was it that she had missed?

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, Aunt Lin felt that the words were inappropriate, and slapped herself: Mr. Liu, please don't take it to your heart, just treat me as nonsense.

She also murmured in her heart, did Xiaoyan secretly put a cuckold on Zijin's father? The last time she came here, she thought Mr. Liu looked strangely familiar.

For a moment, the quiet needles on the dining table could be heard, only the sound of Zijin eating fish, the little guy who was immersed in the delicious food did not feel the horrible atmosphere around him at all.