The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 563 Photo (Part 2)

Fortunately, I visited a few factories abroad to prepare for the next acquisition. Taking advantage of this gap, we brothers and sisters have a good meal.

Shen Zhou, who is worth hundreds of billions, is now wearing simple home clothes, making dumplings skillfully while talking casually about business worth hundreds of millions, as if it was a normal thing.

Ming Jing glanced at Shen Zhou. From the perspective of universal aesthetics, Shen Zhou is not very handsome, but his fair skin, elegant and gentle temperament, coupled with the filter of money, is not a problem to fascinate thousands of girls.

The way he is skillfully making dumplings at the moment has a gentle home style.

His face, his temperament, are full of four words, and the years are quiet and beautiful.

Shen Zhou noticed Ming Jing's gaze, and glanced at Ming Jing with a smile: Why, I found that the eldest brother is getting more and more handsome?

Even the teasing tone has a mature humor, getting along with him without any pressure, this is Shen Zhou's greatest charm.

Brother, pay attention to your body, and remember to eat no matter how busy you are. You have lost a lot of weight compared to the last time I saw you.

Have you lost weight? Why don't I think that I have a small belly, and it's time to lift weights when I have time.

Shen Zhou is also in his 40s. He doesn't have any three-piece suits with bald belly and greasy men of the same age. He is quite refreshing, and his hair is still there. It's just that business entertainment is indispensable. Over time, the belly will come out. , but it doesn't affect the overall image, and he doesn't act like a domineering president.

Sir. Shen Ke walked in quickly: The phone number from the chamber of commerce.

Shen Zhou sat still and continued to make dumplings, I said, don't talk about work today, you should wash your hands and make dumplings.

Shen Ke nodded towards Ming Jing, said yes, walked with the mobile phone and said a few words into the mobile phone, put the mobile phone in his pocket, and went into the kitchen to wash his hands.

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It's a bit salty. Shen Zhou took a bite of the dumpling and frowned.

Mr. Shen scolded him: Our family doesn't run a saltworks. Putting so much salt is trying to salt me ​​to death.

Ming Jing took a bite, It's okay, brother hasn't cooked for a long time, so it's not bad to be able to make it like this.

Don't speak for him, I think he did it on purpose. Mr. Shen now finds Shen Zhou not pleasing to the eye.

Ming Jing finished eating a plate of dumplings, put down his chopsticks and said, There is something I want to tell you.

Mr. Shen took a sip of tea, Don't worry, just speak slowly.

Shen Ke glanced at Shen Zhou, and probably guessed what Ming Jing was going to say.

I went to Jingzhou this time, and I found my family.

Mr. Shen immediately sat up straight, Family?

Yes, my family, my uncle and grandma. Ming Jing's eyes showed tenderness.

Mr. Shen slapped his thigh, and said excitedly: That's great, we have time to have a meal together some other day? It's a great thing, why are you saying it now, and I'll be prepared if I say it earlier.

Ming Jing smiled slightly: There will be opportunities in the future.

Shen Zhou smiled and said, Congratulations.

Thank you brother, even if I find my family, you will always be my family.

Mr. Shen nodded in satisfaction: My daughter, your luck is yet to come.

After dinner, Mr. Shen happily took his pony horse out to play chess with his old friend, the helper was cleaning up the kitchen, and Ming Jing went to the study with Shen Zhou.

I've heard about what happened on Mrs. Bo's birthday party. Shen Zhou turned around, his eyes fell on Ming Jing lovingly.

Brother found out too late and made you suffer.

Brother, there is no need to blame yourself, this is my own choice.

That's good too, with the Bo family protecting you, I think Jiang Chunlan won't mess around in the future.

Ming Jing smiled and shook his head: Brother doesn't know anything about her madness.

Shen Zhou frowned: Why, could it be that she...?

Ming Jing smiled slightly: The feud between Jiang Chunlan and the Ran family is nothing more than Jiang Heng's death. He has been away for 19 years, and Jiang Chunlan still can't let go. This shows the charm of this Mr. Jiang.

Changing the subject, Ming Jing looked at Shen Zhou: I don't know what impression my elder brother has of Mr. Jiang?

Shen Zhou was stunned for a while, He is really good, he is a practical person, he is also down-to-earth and kind-hearted, and he has a bright future, but it is a pity that the person he offended was Ran Bowen.

In this world, there are villainous people who follow others' powers and forget righteousness for profit, and there are also gentlemen who are upright and upright. Mr. Jiang is an awe-inspiring gentleman.

As if recalling some past events, Shen Zhou's eyes showed a bit of regret.

He remembered the first time he saw Jiang Heng. Although nineteen years had passed, he still remembered the man's gentle eyes and tone. For a moment, these eight characters had a specific image, almost tailor-made for him.

He is humble and easy-going, with no fear of power, sympathetic to the weak, and unmoved by the temptation of beauty...

Such a person died under the knife of the wicked, making people sigh the injustice of heaven.

A ray of setting sun was hidden by dark clouds, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the wind slipped in through the gaps in the windows, creating a hurricane in the silent room.

On the desk, a corner of a heavy book was lifted by the wind, and a photo fluttered lightly along the direction of the wind, as if the seal of time had been opened, and a wisp of fragrance came with the wind.

Ming Jing and Shen Zhou raised their heads at the same time, looking at the picture that was blowing with the wind, they seemed to be quietly waiting for something to arrive.

Shen Zhou subconsciously took a few steps forward, trying to intercept the photo, but it was too late.

Ming Jing stretched out his fingers and gently clamped the photo.

At this moment, time seems to stand still, and something is slowly flowing.

Shen Zhou's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes fixed on the photo between Ming Jing's fingers.

Mirror...

Ming Jing unfolded the photo, and a smiling woman came into view.

This is an old yellowed photo. The slightly curled corners are enough to show how many times the owner has turned it over. However, the hazy pixels can't resist the shocking beauty of the woman rushing towards her face.

The dark clouds dissipated, and the sun shone down on the ground again. A ray of slanting sun passed through the cracks of the tree branches and fell on the photo, reflecting the woman's clear and gentle eyes. I don't know if the sun is too glaring, but there is a layer of light in the woman's eyes Sadness makes her look so fragile, like clear glass, the dust of this world should not stain her.

Ming Jing watched quietly, as if he was looking at the woman in the photo.

Traveling through the abyss of memory, I came to the noisy train station. The moment I passed by, the woman raised her eyes in panic.

Different places, the same, such a pair of clear eyes with autumn water as God.

Miss Su. Ming Jing said softly.

For a long while, there was no sound in the study, and the silent needle drop could be heard.

You, know her? Shen Zhou's tone had an unknown trembling.

Brother, I don't intend to pry into your privacy, but this Miss Su, I'm very curious.

Shen Zhou sighed: Forget it, there is nothing to hide. Her name is Su Yinci. Ten years ago, she was a big star who was popular all over the country. She disappeared overnight just because she offended someone. Now the person who knows her, There are very few.

I've searched for a long time, but I still haven't heard any news about her, but I haven't been idle for so many years, and all my questions point to one person.

Ming Jing sighed softly: Jiang Chunlan.

Shen Zhou looked at the woman's gentle smile in the photo: I suspect that it was a misunderstanding caused by the reception that year. Jiang Chunlan is a more sinister person than Ran Bowen, and she must take revenge. If she hated Miss Su because of that reception, then She is really, not worthy of Jiang Heng's love.