From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

With just a few words, he coaxed Granny Bo to the point where she couldn’t close her mouth, as she hugged him and called him her good grandson.

“Granny, it’s not that I don’t want to visit you, but my big brother… he treats me like a prisoner and doesn’t let me go out at all. I want to, but I can’t,” Bai Ziyan complained as he glared at Bai Ziyu.

Bai Ziyu ground his teeth, his gaze full of threats as he stared at Bai Ziyan.

Bai Ziyan shrank his shoulders. Granny Bo immediately hugged him and kindly advised, “Little Bai, your big brother is so busy with work and still has to take care of you. He’s not having an easy time either. You should show more understanding and not hold a grudge against him, alright?”

Bai Ziyan’s face fell: “I understand, Granny Bo.”

“I remember you kids formed a small group, what was it called?”

Bai Ziyan quickly replied, “Strike Team. I’m the captain,” he said proudly, thumping his chest.

“Have the others come? Let me see them,” Granny Bo said.

Song Yinzhang approached with a smile, “Hello, Granny Bo. I’m Song Yinzhang.”

“Good boy, you’ve always been a good student, obedient and sensible. Your mother is blessed to have such an outstanding son,” Granny Bo praised.

“I remember a kid who sings really well and is very talented. Is he here?”

“Granny, you must be talking about Xiao Fei. He’s a big star now and very busy, so he can’t make it. But he asked me to give you his regards,” Bai Ziyan explained.

“He’s a big star now? Will I have to pay to listen to him sing in the future?”

“Not at all, Granny. As long as you want to listen, he’ll sing for you for free every day.”

“Jiang Jinchen is studying at Huaqing University in Jiangzhou and is too busy with his studies to come. He said he will visit you when he has time.”

When talking about Qu Feitai, Granny Bo was still smiling. But when mentioned Jiang Jinchen, her smile slightly faded. However, she managed to hold her composure so that no one knew.

“They’ve all grown up into young men. It’s wonderful,” Granny Bo sighed.

“Uncle Bo, Aunt Bo, happy birthday!” Bai Ziyan looked at the couple standing behind Granny Bo with a big grin.

Upon seeing Bo Yuxun, Bai Ziyan subconsciously paused for a moment.

His memory of Bo Yuxun was already very blurry. After all, he was just a few years old when Bo Yuxun went abroad. As he grew up, he always heard people around him praising Bo Yuxun’s greatness, but he couldn’t recall his appearance clearly.

He had seen Bo Yuxun’s photo in the school honor board. The young man in the photo was sunny and handsome like a warm little sun, while the man standing in front of him emanated a cool and aloof aura even from his hair.

For some reason, this handsome face seemed very familiar, but he couldn’t remember where he had seen it.

Bo Yuxun gave him a faint nod, his eyes devoid of warmth when he looked at people, as if his heart was dead.

Bo Yujiang, as always, was dignified and graceful with a slight smile, “Thank you, Little Bai.”

Bai Weining obediently came forward, “Hello, Granny Bo. I’m Bai Weining.”

Granny Bo didn’t show the same warm attitude as she did when facing Bai Ziyan, only giving a faint nod, “Your last name is Bai? Your father…”

Bai Weining immediately replied, “My father is Bai Kang.”

Bai Kang is Bai Qian’s cousin, a branch of the Bai family. For years, he has lived under the Bai family’s protection. Although Bai Weining calls Bai Ziyan her second brother, she actually doesn’t have much blood relation to him. But her father Bai Kang knows how to act, so after Bai Qian’s death and Bai Ziyu took charge, although Bai Ziyu didn’t go along with Bai Kang’s ways, their relationship gradually faded. However, outsiders still respect the Bai family.

Bai Ziyu and Bai Ziyan both disdain Bai Kang, who only knows how to cling to others and flatter. They don’t have much fondness for Bai Weining either.

“I see,” Granny Bo smiled, “Lianye, all of you are of the same age, take good care of Miss Bai.”

Bo Lianye laughed, hooking Bai Weining’s arm, “Granny, don’t worry.”

Bai Weining noticed Granny Bo’s cold attitude and pursed her lips, not letting her smile falter, “Uncle Bo, Aunt Bo, today is your birthday. Jingzhou’s winter is very cold, especially for you, Uncle Bo. You’ve just returned to Jingzhou and are not yet accustomed to the weather. I have personally knitted a hat and scarf to give you. It’s not worth much money, but it’s a small token of my affection.”

Bai Weining held up two exquisite bags, and Bo Lianye took a look, pulling out a white scarf and exclaimed, “Ningning, did you really knit this yourself? Your hands are so skilled. It’s so beautiful.”Bai Weining gave a shy smile: “I just hope Uncle Bo and Aunt Bo won’t disdain it.”

Bo Yujiang came over and touched the other scarf. The ladies’ scarf was adorned with pearls, and the details were very exquisite, much better in quality than those sold. The white color was simple and elegant, showing taste in the details.

Bo Yujiang smiled and said, “You are quite clever and skillful, my dear niece. Auntie likes this gift very much.”

“I’m glad Aunt Bo likes it.”

“Brother, it is a child’s sincerity, don’t waste it.” Bo Yujiang looked at Bo Yuxun and said.

Bo Yuxun nodded coldly, “Thank you.”

Granny Bo’s face showed a bit more smile, after all, everyone likes a skillful and sweet-tempered girl.

Qin Qiuxi curled his lips and glanced sideways at Bai Ziyu, “Your cheap little sister is quite scheming.”

Everyone didn’t come empty-handed, and the Bo’s family didn’t lack money. There were only a few kinds of gifts to choose from, and they couldn’t do anything fancy. But the gift Bai Weining sent, the hand-knitted scarf, was warm and windproof in winter, not only showed her sincerity but also left an impression on Granny Bo, Bo Yuxun, and Bo Yujiang. The little girl was smart.

Bai Ziyu said lightly, “On such occasions as today, restrain yourself. Granny Bo has just become unhappy.”

Qin Qiuxi pouted, “Do I still have to please her? I don’t know what my sister did to offend her, that old blind woman…”.

Bai Ziyu’s face suddenly darkened, and Qin Qiuxi felt a chill on her neck, drew her shawl tighter, and closed her mouth.

The group of people moved to Huichun Hall.

Bo Yuxun pushed the wheelchair behind, and the red lanterns under the eaves swayed in the night wind. The spotty shadows cast on the man’s face, as Bo Yujiang glanced back inadvertently, the man’s deep black eyes were colder and heartless than the boundless night behind him. There was something more than when she first met him.

Unconsciously, Bo Yujiang clenched her fist slightly, it was something terrifying.

It was as if there was a beast lurking in the darkness, waiting for her to reveal a flaw and then pounce on her and tear her apart.

A cold wind swept through the eaves, bringing a faint plum fragrance. The red candle above flickered, enchanting and antique, like a grand and prosperous dream.

Bo Yujiang suddenly shuddered.

Was it because the night wind was too cold, or was she wearing too thin?

It felt like a piece of jade was attached to her back, cold as ice.

The man only glanced at her before turning his gaze away. Bo Yujiang was about to speak when someone in the courtyard shouted, “Mr. Liu is here.”

A gentle smile appeared on Bo Yujiang’s lips, and she turned to see a man in a tailored suit striding over.

Bai Weining exclaimed, “He’s Aunt Bo’s fiancé! He looks like a talented young man.”

Bo Lianye curled her lips, “Mr. Liu has always been. He is the youngest professor at Huaqing University, and his elegance is only matched by my uncle.”

Bai Weining laughed, “It seems all the good men were born in your Bo family. I’m so envious.”

Bo Lianye raised her eyebrows proudly, “You can just keep envying.”

Liu Xiangyue strode into the corridor, his every movement full of gentlemanly grace, “I’m sorry Auntie, I’m late.”

Granny Bo smiled and said, “We are all family, don’t be so polite. I know you’re busy at school. Let’s go, take a seat.”

Liu Xiangyue looked at Bo Yuxun, his attitude neither overly warm nor overly cold, just right, “Second Brother, I am Xiangyue, A Jiang’s fiancé.”

Bo Yujiang naturally hooked her arm around Liu Xiangyue’s.

Bo Yuxun took a light look at Liu Xiangyue, nodded slightly, and pushed Granny Bo’s wheelchair away.

Liu Xiangyue stared at Bo Yuxun’s back and frowned, “A Jiang, does Second Brother not like me?”

Bo Yujiang stood on tiptoes to fix his collar, her manner naturally affectionate, and smiled, “Second Brother is just like this, it’s not just for you. You’ll get used to it later.”

Her voice was slightly cold, and her eyes were without a shred of warmth.