From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Today, the sunlight is weak, warming the body without feeling hot.O A cool breeze blows, carrying the scent of bamboo.

The waiter serves various exquisite snacks, both Chinese and Western styles are available.

“I specially invited a dessert chef from Jingdu. I heard that his Sweet Chestnut Mousse is unparalleled. Please, everyone, have a taste.”

Charles Gao laughed, “Thanks to Madam, we will have a taste of fortune today.”

Jiang Chunlan offered a piece of mousse cake to Ming Jing and gently smiled,

“Ming Jing, you have a taste.”

Ming Jing readily complied, “Thank you.”

Charles Gao’s eyes darted back and forth between the two, ‘Madam, did you know Ms. Zhu before?”

He couldn’t help but feel that Madam Jiang’s attitude towards the real heiress of The Zhus was somewhat unusual.

Jiang Chunlan softly smiled, “Ming Jing and I hit it off immediately, so I naturally like her.”

Zhu Xiangxiang seemed disinterested in the food and glanced at the serene girl beside her, gripping the fork tightly in her hand.

“Ms. Zhu, it’s been over a month since you returned to The Zhus. Have you adjusted well during this time?” Charles Gao asked curiously.

Ming Jing responded indifferently, “It’s alright.”

“I heard from my cousin about your situation before; you were living a tough life, even becoming a nun at a young age, unable to eat well or dress warmly. It’s quite pitiful. Now that you are back, everything will surely get better.” Ye Lan’s face was filled with a kind smile, seemingly like an affectionate elder sister caring for her younger sibling.

“What? A nun?” Charles Gao couldn’t believe it, sizing Ming Jing up and down

Jiang Chunlan furrowed her brows and glanced at Charles Gao.

Ming Jing showed no sign of displeasure, maintaining her calm and collected demeanor.

“Enough, this is Ming Jing’s private matter. Let’s not discuss it further.” Jiang Chunlan’s tone carried a hint of sternness. Knowing her gentle and dignified nature, this was the first time they had seen her speak so harshly. Startled, they didn’t dare to continue the conversation.

Ye Lan was quite skilled at conversing, dominating the rest of the topics and occasionally causing Madam Jiang to burst into laughter. Time slipped away quietly.

“You all continue chatting, I’ll excuse myself for a moment.” Jiang Chunlan put on her scarf and gracefully walked away.

When Jiang Chunlan left, the three of them relaxed. Charles Gao leaned against her chair, showing off her newly manicured nails, “Zhu Xiangxiang, it’s been a while since we last met. How does it feel to be a fake heiress to a wealthy family?”

Ye Lan leisurely sipped her floral tea.

Zhu Xiangxiang smiled gently and elegantly, leaving no fault to be found, “I’ve lamented countless times about the blessings I’ve received from heaven. Otherwise, who knows who would become Jiangzhou’s number one lady.”

“You’re truly deserving of coming from a remote and impoverished area. None of us here can compare with your shameless skills. Don’t you agree, Ms. Zhu Ming Jing?

Ming Jing raised her eyebrow, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Charles Gao cursed internally, the real heiress was really a dull gourd, never taking the bait.

“According to you, I indeed come from a remote and impoverished area. It seems I am not qualified to share a table with Ms. Gao.”

Charles Gao couldn’t discern her intentions, she forced a smile and said, “How can that be the same? The aristocracy values lineage most. Although you were raised in a remote and impoverished area, you have noble blood flowing in your bones. Your environment has merely tempered you. For some people, even if they rise to power, they won’t be able to change their humble origins, and their petty-mindedness will be the laughingstock.”

This indirect criticism was quite powerful. Zhu Xiangxiang sneered and was about to retort when the person beside her spoke up before her, “Twenty years ago, The Zhu family also emerged from poverty and obscurity. Great Ancestor of Ming dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, was a beggar before founding the Ming Dynasty. Heroes can come from any background. In the 21st century, determining someone’s worth based on bloodline alone is outdated. Dare you look at your Gao family’s genealogy and see how many generations back you were still humble farmers?”

The young girl’s crisp and resonant voice was gentle but firm, like a thunderbolt in the depths of spring. She sat there serenely, with a gentle and cool expression. Her hidden imposing aura was gripping, and yet, she appeared so calm and composed upon a glance.

Zhu Xiangxiang glanced at Ming Jing and held her tongue.

Charles Gao was stunned, anger turning into laughter, “You’re quite interesting. You really treat Zhu Xiangxiang as your close sister. Sooner or later, you will cry.”

Ye Lan hastily tried to smooth things over with a smile, “This kind of matter is like drinking water; one knows best whether it’s warm or cold. Let’s not worry about it on her behalf.” Ming Jing suddenly stood up. Zhou Xue quickly walked over, “Ms. Zhu.”

“I want to go to the restroom.”

“Ms. Zhu, please follow me.”

Ming Jing left with Zhou Xue. Charles Gao glanced at their retreating figures and turned her head to Zhu Xiangxiang with a sarcastic smile.

“I heard that Charles Gao has been pursuing the real heiress of The Zhus lately.

I couldn’t believe that his taste has gone downhill. It wasn’t until I met Zhu Ming Jing today that I understood: my dear cousin, when he makes his move, it will definitely be earth-shattering.”

How could Zhu Xiangxiang not detect the sarcasm in her words? She smiled, “The version I heard was different. Charles Gao pursued relentlessly, but the other party was too lazy to pay attention to him. Isn’t your Gao family known for being a high-class and amorous family? Are there women that you can’t woo? How rare.’

“Miss Ming Jing, I never expected that it’s really you.”

Ming Jing turned around. Madam Jiang, usually dignified in front of others, now wore an excited expression. She strode forward and grasped Ming Jing’s hands.

“It turns out that you are the true heiress of The Zhus.”

She only realized it today after hearing about the numerous rumors.

Ming Jing took a step back, her fingers forming a flower shape, “Amitofo,

Madam Jiang. ”

“Young Master, haven’t you secularized?”

Ming Jing shook her head with a smile, “There’s no such thing as secularization. Buddha will always remain in my heart.”

“You are right. How have you been in The Zhu family? Have they mistreated you in any way?

Both mother and daughter of The Zhu family were not easy to handle. She worried for Ming Jing, the compassionate and kind-hearted girl.

“Madam Jiang, you are worrying too much.”

“By the way, you saved me at the An Zhi Ting Lan that day, didn’t you?”

All of the eligible ladies fitting the description were present today. When she saw Ming Jing, she had already known the answer in her heart..