Chapter 708: 363 Same Return (Second Watch)_2
Bo Yuxun poured a glass of water, picked it up, and said solemnly, âLetâs drink water as if itâs wine, cheers to you.â
This toast was different from ordinary ones, celebrating the eternal spirit, the soul that would be remembered for generations, and the sincere thoughts that could be felt across a thousand miles.
Ming Jing picked up the glass, âDr. Bo, itâs just a humble contribution from me, not worth mentioning. You are the real hope.â
Han Ye found the meat he was eating tasteless, so he picked up his water glass to join in on the fun, âThen I shall wish you two a delightful collaboration. With one having wealth and the other having talent, you two form a perfect match, unparalleled in the world.â
Ming Jing and Bo Yuxun exchanged smiles across the mist, and they saw the same determination in each otherâs eyes.
It turned out that he was not alone in this world.
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The news of Ming Jing and Bo Yuxun eating hot pot together spread like wildfire. Jiangzhou was not that big, and Ming Jing did not deliberately hide her whereabouts. Meanwhile, Bo Yuxun had become the target of many ladies in Manjiangzhou, who wished to track his every move.
Now that the news of the two laughing and chatting over hot pot had spread, many people at home gritted their teeth, grinding the name âMing Jingâ between their molars, feeling a mixture of anger, hatred, and helplessness.
Could they blame Bo Yuxun for having poor taste? Impossible, they could only praise him for his excellent eye for people.
There was nothing wrong with Ming Jing, from her head down to her toenails, other than her background.
However, this very background, which people criticized the most, was also what they were most wary of. Apart from cursing Ming Jing behind her back, there was little else they could do.
People had to curse behind her back because the Qinglong Association was always listening. What if they were overheard, and the madman Ran Tengxiao came looking for trouble?
Gao Jia smashed two flower vases at home. The more she thought about what her mother had said, the more she felt that her marriage partner was incomparable to Bo Yuxun. Except for being younger than him, he was unworthy of even carrying Bo Yuxunâs shoes. Also, when the two men stood together, their ages suddenly seemed to get reversed.
At the moment of uncertainty, Gao Jia heard the news of Bo Yuxun and Ming Jing eating hot pot together. For her, it was as if a delicious piece of meat she could not have but didnât want her most detestable rival to have either.
Madam Gao instructed the maid to clean up the broken pieces on the floor and then smiled at Gao Jia, tapping her forehead, âYouâre foolish. Ming Jing is Ran Bowenâs daughter, and the Bo family is a well-established, respectable family from Jingzhou. Granny Bo came from a true Scholarly Family background, so her standards are high. If she could fancy the Rans, I would write my name in reverse.â
âBut whatâs the use of Granny Boâs opposition? As long as Dr. Bo is in love, there is hope. What chance do I have of competing with Ming Jing?â
Damn it, even a math genius wouldnât be able to figure out any probability of winning against Ming Jing.
âWhy do you need to compete with her? She has inherited everything from Ran Bowen, including his enemies. Do you know how many enemies Ran Bowen has?â
Madam Gao made an exaggerated expression, âEnough to circle Qujiang, the higher-profile she is, the more likely she is to die. Little do they know that she has become a thorn in the side for many people.â
He couldnât help but steal glances at her.
Ming Jing gave a slight smile, âI am Ming Jing.â
The guard was somewhat puzzled, âIt doesnât matter what your name is... without an appointment, you canât go in... â
Another guard noticed something wrong and came over. He immediately kicked his companion discreetly and motioned for him to shut up, and then bowed and said, âSo itâs the young miss who has returned. My brother is blind and didnât recognize you. I hope you wonât mind, miss. Iâll open the door right away.â
He hurriedly opened the roadblock and bowed ninety degrees, âWishing you a smooth journey, miss.â
âThank you,â the young girlâs gentle voice fell on his ears.
Mao Er thought, this young miss was so polite even to a gatekeeper like him. She must be such a kind person. But with such a personality, she wouldnât survive in the Ransâ household.
Not until the taillights of the car disappeared in the distance did one of them grumble, âWhy did you kick me? Nobody can go in without an appointment... â
âYou fool, I told you to read the news but you keep playing games on your phone. That was Master Wenâs biological daughter, and even Master Xiao has to call her aunt. Youâre such a fool.â He smacked him on the head a few times and still didnât feel good enough.
âThe first time she visited, you offended her. I donât think you can even keep your job as a gatekeeper without angering others. Youâre a genius.â Mao Er rebuked.
âWhich Master Wen?â
âHow many Master Wens are there in the Ran family?â
Realizing what he was talking about, the other personâs knees suddenly weakened, âMaster Wenâs daughter? My god, sheâs actually Master Wenâs daughter.â
Mao Er sighed, âWho would have thought that Master Wen had a daughter in this world? But in the Ran family, being too kind wonât survive.â
He secretly wiped some sweat on behalf of the young miss he had just met.
The Ransâ main villa was located on the highest ground, with no obstructions or barriers, and it looked like a lonely island in the darkness.
On a geomantic peak, when the wind blows, the energy scatters, an ill omen.
As soon as the car stopped, a group of people hurriedly emerged from the villa and stood by the door. All dressed in black, their posture was straight and their faces full of sternness. They were people to be respected from a distance.
Ye Jian opened the car door, âMiss, youâve finally returned. Master Xiao has been waiting for a long time.â
Ming Jing got out of the car and looked at the brightly lit living room in front of her. It seemed like many people were there.
She gave a faint smile, brushed the fringes of her skirt that the night breeze had blown apart, and walked in with composure.