From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Ming Jing was warning her not to get herself entangled in her own web.

Even a smart person like Zhou Ling had capsized her boat in the gutter and died unclearly. As for Zhu Xiangxiang’s intelligence, collaborating with Liang Xiaohong was nothing short of conspiring with a tiger for its skin, and the outcome couldn’t be much better.

Zhu Xiangxiang was shocked to hear that Zhou Ling was already dead. As a high school student, she was only used to playing mind games with her friends and arguing with Ming Jing. International fraud rings and business frauds were too far from her life, something she couldn’t imagine.

If what Ming Jing said was true, even if Zhou Ling succeeded in bringing down the Zhus and regardless of their real or fake identities, they would end up homeless, making their titles meaningless.

“Is… is what you said true?” Zhu Xiangxiang felt a wave of fear and regret. She had trusted Zhou Ling so much, but this woman was the true wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“The embezzled money they got couldn’t circulate in the market. So they had to launder the money through legal means, and the entertainment industry, with its fast money, chaos, and various capital competitions, was the perfect place to do that.”

Ming Jing stared at Zhu Xiangxiang intently after she finished speaking.

“When plotting with a tiger for its skin, if you’re a lion, you may survive through natural selection. But you’re just a rabbit. Do you think you can escape unscathed against a tiger?”

Facing Ming Jing’s question, Zhu Xiangxiang turned pale.

“You’re saying Liang Xiaohong, she….”

“Heaven’s justice is clear, and retribution is inevitable. Vengeance is simply biding its time.” With Ming Jing’s ethereal voice, Zhu Xiangxiang’s last flicker of hope was extinguished.

“No… You must be lying to me. Liang Xiaohong is just an agent! She can’t be as powerful as you say!”

Zhu Xiangxiang still refused to believe it. She wasn’t foolish; if what Ming Jing said was true, then Liang Xiaohong was a criminal…

Following Liang Xiaohong would do her no good.

“Do you remember Liang Yanran?” Ming Jing asked.

Zhu Xiangxiang paused and thought for a moment, her eyes widened in disbelief: “Didn’t… Didn’t she commit suicide?”

Ming Jing stopped there, but the effect was already achieved.

“In the glamorous entertainment industry, one can be sent to heaven or forced to hell overnight. Only by staying true to oneself can one come out on top.”

Zhu Xiangxiang laughed and cried. What had she been doing during all this time?

Ming Jing looked at Zhu Xiangxiang’s struggling pale face and shook her head in pity.

“When a person is caught up in greed, they cannot pull themselves out. Only by clearing the clouds can you see the bright moon.”

Zhu Xiangxiang stared blankly for a moment and suddenly looked at Ming Jing, lunging forward to grab her clothes: “Ming Jing, I was wrong. Please save me, okay?”

Just now, Ming Jing could have watched her suffer the consequences, but she chose to save her instead.

“You said the same thing last time.” Ming Jing stared at her coldly with clear eyes, completely unswayed.

Last time, when she had conspired with Zhou Ling to trap Ming Jing, Zhu Xiangxiang had been caught in her own snare and was hospitalized. She had looked at Ming Jing with the same eyes and begged back then.

Some people just don’t learn their lessons.

“No, Ming Jing, I really know I was wrong this time. I… I promise to behave in the future and not make things difficult for you.”

Zhu Xiangxiang swore to the heavens.

“The person you should apologize to isn’t me, but yourself.”

Zhu Xiangxiang covered her face and wept. By now, she didn’t care whether Ming Jing was the real or fake heir. Ming Jing’s determined actions meant she must have a backup plan, and if even Zhou Ling had been defeated by her, Liang Xiaohong was no match.

Now, she had no choice but to apologize and beg for mercy.

She didn’t want to commit a crime, nor did she want to be caught in a scandal. She no longer cared about fame and fortune; she just wanted to live a quiet life.

“If apologies were useful, what would the police be for?” A cold voice suddenly cut in, causing Zhu Xiangxiang to shudder from its chill.

She didn’t dare to look up. Qu Feitai must know everything by now, and he probably despised her more than ever.

Zhu Xiangxiang wished she could dig a hole and crawl into it.

Qu Feitai kicked the man lying on the ground like a dead pig, coldness flashing in his eyes.

If not for Ming Jing’s early preparations, what kind of consequences would she have faced tonight? Just thinking about it made Qu Feitai tremble with anger.The one who’s calculating against Ming Jing: he won’t let any of them go.

Feeling the cold, bone-chilling gaze from above, Zhu Xiangxiang unconsciously shrank her shoulders.

“One should know shame and right from wrong, how is repaying kindness with enmity any different from an animal?” The teenager’s suddenly heavier voice caused Zhu Xiangxiang to shudder unconsciously.

Ming Jing hooked her lips, turned around, and walked out.

Qu Feitai immediately followed: “What should we do now?”

“Your identity is inconvenient, so go back. I will handle it.”

Qu Feitai stopped in front of Ming Jing, looking straight at her; “Aren’t we friends? Friends should stick together through thick and thin. You’re sending me away, which means you don’t treat me as a friend.”

“Did Bai Ziyan tell you?” Ming Jing asked.

“I forced him to say it.”

Ming Jing nodded: “This matter is not as simple as you think. You are the young master of the Qus, and it’s not convenient for you to interfere with this. I have already made arrangements in advance, so there won’t be any problems.”

It wasn’t easy to get Ming Jing to explain so much, Qu Feitai smiled and said, “I’ll listen to you.”

“Then I’ll disguise myself as your bodyguard and stay by your side.” As soon as the words fell, he skillfully took out a hat and mask and put them on, his eyes shining like stars under the brim of the hat, turning into crescent moons.

Ming Jing ignored him and walked out of the box.

At the same time, a young woman in a blue skirt walked out of the neighboring box, her eyes immediately brightened when she saw Ming Jing and quickly walked over, “Ming Jing, I’ve done it as you told me, what should we do next?”

Ming Jing looked at her: “Are you all right?”

Lan Huixin laughed and patted her chest, “Of course, I’m fine. The whistle you gave me is so useful, as soon as I blew it, the person fell down.”

“The whistle has a mechanism inside that holds a hidden smoke, twice as powerful as alcohol, you should keep it to protect yourself.”

“Really? Ming Jing, you’re giving me the whistle.” The whistle was made of pure silver, exquisitely crafted, and served as a decoration hanging around the neck as well as a means of self-defense.

Lan Huixin played with it with love, but when her eyes shifted to a tall, young man in black clothing following Ming Jing, wearing a duck tongue hat and mask, she couldn’t help but look a few more times.

At the same time, an elevator door opened, and a slightly chubby girl carried a frail-looking girl out. The chubby girl muttered in her mouth, “She looks so skinny, but she’s so heavy, my back is about to break.”

The frail-looking girl was lying on the chubby girl’s back, her long hair covering her face, unable to see her features, and seemed to be unconscious.

The girl looked up, saw people blocking her way, and said without raising her head, “Excuse me…”.

No one paid her any attention, Wu Xiaoju looked up and was almost blinded by the sight.

The lead girl in white was gentle and dust-free, like Banished Immortal descending to the mortal world.

Wu Xiaoju’s mind turned quickly, and she soon realized, carrying the girl on her back, she spun around and ran.

This was Ming Jing, the target of Xiaohong tonight, her unharmed appearance here only meant one thing.

What are you waiting for, run!

However, a man in black blocked her way with a few steps, and Wu Xiaoju was on guard, “What do you want?”

A very gentle voice came from behind her, “Let go of the girl on your back.”

Wu Xiaoju’s hand holding the girl’s thigh tightened, and she turned her head to look at Ming Jing, “What is your relationship with her?”

It was astonishing that the girl had something to do with Ming Jing…

“If you want to know the relationship, then come with me.”

Upon finishing the sentence, Ming Jing kicked open the door of the opposite box. This sudden kick scared Lan Huixin, Ming Jing seemed weak, but unexpectedly, she easily kicked open the heavy box door with a slight effort.

With a pair of starry eyes, Lan Huixin admired Ming Jing’s retreating figure.

Liang Xiaohong inside the box was startled and suddenly turned her head to look at the door. When she saw the white-clothed girl walking in, she was shocked and couldn’t believe it. She pointed at Ming Jing, “You… you…”.

After a long pause, she failed to say a proper sentence.

Ming Jing walked in with a smile, “Manager Liang, you seem quite surprised to see me?”