From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Traffic jams are a common sight during the evening rush hour.

“Little girl, you don’t know. This is Yangxi District, where the most powerful people in the whole Jingzhou, no, the whole country, live.”

The taxi driver pointed to the businesses on the side of the road and his eyes filled with admiration.

Ming Jing turned her head and quietly admired the scenery by the roadside.

Neon lights lit up the shops along the road, and the flashing signboards in the night were like guiding lights, adding a touch of charm to this bustling city.

“Ding ding” a text message sound came from her phone.

Ming Jing took a look at her phone.

Mao Nana: Sorry, I promised to take you to the Bo’s house tonight, but I can’t go out with my current face. Why don’t you and Xiao Xue come to my house instead? I’m quite bored by myself.”

Ming Jing replied: No problem.

Soon Mao Nana sent a location – I’ll be waiting for you at home.

Ming Jing saw that Mao Nana’s house was very close to their current location.

It was a good opportunity to say goodbye to her since they were leaving the next day.

Ming Jing got out of the taxi, and Liu Muxue followed her with a confused expression.

“It’s so cold, why are you getting out of the car? Are you planning to walk? It’s still more than ten kilometers away!”

Ming Jing walked into a fruit shop and bought a fruit basket.

Liu Muxue picked up a box of durian, “I want to eat this.”

Ming Jing nodded and went to pay.

They left the fruit shop and walked about a hundred meters, where they found a long alley on their left.

On the left side of the alley were Siheyuan, traditional Chinese courtyard houses, and on the right, tall buildings.

The ancient and the modern were separated by a single wall, creating a distinct contrast.

The alley was quite wide, easily allowing a car to pass through. The ground was clean, and the streetlights cast a soft glow.

Liu Muxue asked softly, “Where are you going?”

“Nana’s house.”

“Beep beep…” The car’s headlights lit up behind them, and Ming Jing moved towards the wall as the car brushed past her skirt.

“So what if you have a car? You don’t have to honk like that.” Liu Muxue kicked a stone on the ground, and it hit the car’s rear, but the sound was drowned out by the engine’s noise and did not attract anyone’s attention.

Another car followed closely, keeping a moderate distance from the first.

Ming Jing walked close to the wall, followed by Liu Muxue’s complaining voice: “Why are there so many cars? Is it a car exhibition or something?”

All of them were luxury cars.

That taxi driver was right, everyone who lived here was rich.

There had already been five cars that passed by in just a short time.

In the last car, Bai Ziyan listlessly looked up, and a flash of white caught his eye at the roadside. He blinked, rubbed his eyes, and quickly rolled down the car window to look.

In the dim night, there was no one on the roadside.

Was it just his eyes playing tricks on him?

“Ziyan, what are you looking at?” Bai Ziyu asked with a frown.

Bai Ziyan pursed his lips, leaned out of the car window, and said with boredom, “Nothing.”

The woman adjusted her purple fur shawl, her delicate eyebrows and exquisite eyes as captivating as a painting.

“It seemed to be a girl. Our Ziyan has grown up.”

Bai Ziyan turned to the woman, “You saw it too?”

The woman smiled: “It was two girls, they went south. Do you know them?”

It was too dark to see anything clearly.

Bai Ziyan snorted, “No.”

He secretly took out his phone and sent a text message to Ming Jing – Where are you?

The wind blew in through the open window, and the woman unconsciously pulled her shawl tighter.

Bai Ziyu frowned at Bai Ziyan, “Close the window.”

Bai Ziyan remained unmoved, as if he hadn’t heard.

“Bai Ziyan.” Bai Ziyu’s tone grew heavier.

“So annoying.” Bai Ziyan closed the window and gave the woman a disdainful look.

“Big sister-in-law, aren’t you afraid that my brother will be jealous with you dressed up so beautifully?”

The woman raised her eyebrows and glanced at Bai Ziyu, laughing, “Would you be?”The woman had a baby face that made it difficult to guess her age, yet her eyes and brows were extremely enchanting, every frown and smile captivatingly seductive.

Bai Ziyu frowned imperceptibly, a hint of luster flashing in his eyes as he hooked the corner of his lips, making his thin lips appear particularly cold and indifferent.

“Yuxin has finally come home, so don’t cause trouble tonight.”

The woman played with the diamonds on her nails, curled her red lips, and gave him an even colder smile.

“In your eyes, I love to cause trouble?”

Bai Ziyan rolled his eyes, “At the last full moon feast for the second uncle Song’s little son, who got drunk and danced a striptease while hugging a man, causing my brother to lose face?”

This sister-in-law is indeed beyond description, Bai Ziyan just couldn’t be bothered to say it.

“Who told your big brother to flirt with Song Yiren? Am I not prettier than that cheap woman?” The woman lifted her chin, radiating beauty in the dim carriage.

The Jiangs’ sisters were so dazzling back in the day, and their descendants were no different.

Bai Ziyu furrowed his brow: “That’s not true.”

“I saw it with my own eyes, don’t bother explaining. All men are the same, eating from one bowl while looking at another.”

Bai Ziyan looked down at his WeChat screen and didn’t reply.

He must have been mistaken. Why would Ming Jing appear here late at night?

The surprise squad:

Jiangshui Biyutian: Help me wish Uncle Bo and Aunt Bo a happy birthday.

Mr. Song: OK.

Bai Kaishui: @Xiao Qu’er, are you here yet? The party is so boring without you.

As he was typing, the car entered the alley where the Bo family lived, and there were designated parking attendants at the entrance.

Bai Ziyan got out of the car and saw Song Yinzhang right away.

All the guests tonight were close acquaintances. Bai Ziyu was busy exchanging pleasantries with people while Qin Qiuxi stood by his side, smiling charmingly. At first glance, they looked like a perfect couple.

A group of young ones followed them.

“Brother Bai, is Brother Qu coming?” A little girl tugged at Bai Ziyan’s sleeve, her big eyes full of anticipation.

Song Yinzhang said, “She’s my second uncle’s daughter, Song Huiren. The little girl is a fan of Xiao Fei.”

Bai Ziyan patted the little girl’s head with a smile, her double braids particularly adorable, “Your Brother Qu is a big bad guy, don’t like him.”

“Hmph.” The little girl shook his hand off. “You’re lying. You’re the bad guy for speaking ill of Brother Qu. My third brother said you were a good person, but you’re the real big bad guy!” She huffed and ran away.

Bai Ziyan looked annoyed, “The little girl doesn’t appreciate it. I was trying to help her. Qu Feitai is a disaster, whoever falls for him is unlucky. You should talk to your sister about it.”

“Bai Ziyan, you’re still as playful as ever.” A smiling voice sounded.

Bai Ziyan turned his head and saw two girls walking arm in arm, his eyes rolling almost to the heavens.

“Don’t act like you’re so familiar with me.”

Bo Lianye didn’t get angry and walked over smilingly.

Bai Weining showed a sweet smile: “Second brother.”

Bai Ziyan nodded coldly, “What are you doing here?”

“Aunt Bo is very kind to me, of course, I have to come to her birthday party.” Bai Weining glanced behind him, a trace of sadness crossing her eyes.

He didn’t come after all.

Bo Lianye gently squeezed her hand and asked, “What about Lanzhou, didn’t he come?”

Just as Song Yinzhang was about to speak, Bai Ziyan interrupted sharply, “Bo Lianye, don’t you remember? Xiao Fei changed his name a long time ago. He no longer goes by Lanzhou but Feitai, Ming Jing Yifei Tai’s Feitai. This name is smoking and lung-wrenching, if you call him by this name in front of Xiao Fei, be careful he might get mad.”

Show off for what, flaunting your childhood friendship with Xiao Fei? Close relationship?

Who can’t see through that little trick?

Bo Lianye’s face momentarily stiffened before returning to her usual composure and smilingly nodded, “I remember now.”

Bai Weining furrowed her brows and murmured, “Ming Jing Yifei Tai?”

Her again!

Why was this person always lurking, appearing in everything related to Qu Feitai?

Bo Lianye whispered, “Ningning, you probably don’t know, back then Lanzhou….”

Bai Ziyan shot her a withering look, and Bo Lianye quickly corrected herself, “…Xiao Fei had an accident, and Master Kumu of Xiangguo Temple calculated that his name would harm him, so he gave him a new name. Xiao Fei’s name comes from Master Hui Neng’s Bodhi Pooja Gatha, ‘Bodhi has no tree, Ming Jing is not a platform.’”

After finishing, Bo Lianye furrowed her own brows, having never considered this before.

Actually, Qu Feitai and Ming Jing were quite fated.

Bai Weining exclaimed in surprise, “So that’s how it is! I thought Brother Qu specially chose his stage name for his debut.”

Ming Jing…Qu Feitai.

Bai Weining clenched her nails into her palm, her eyes slightly narrowing.