From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 103 - : 066 Junior (Second Update)_2
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Chapter 103: 066 Junior (Second Update)_2
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Zhu Xiangxiang glanced at the black card, aware of its value. It looked remarkably like a Centurion Cardโฆ
The so-called world limited black card, only billionaires or political and business celebrities are eligible to have, it generally symbolizes identity and status.
She asked, โMing Jing, who gave you this card?โ
She thought that even Zhu Wentao himself wouldnโt be eligible to have such a card.
Ming Jing gave her a smile. โMadam Jiang gave it to me. What do you think?โ
Zhu Xiangxiang felt a lump in her throat. If it was Madam Jiang, thatโd make sense.
She had never expected Madam Jiang to like her so much.
Ming Jingโs eyes slightly narrowed, recalling that Jiang Yu had always been cautious. She had created a separate account and kept her savings secretly in the Swiss Bank, which the Night Hawk couldnโt trace after her death.
Not long ago, she asked Zheng Qing to withdraw this money, and the black card belonged to Zheng Qing.
Ming Jing left the address, letting the salesperson deliver the clothes home later, and then led them to have dinner.
Ming Chen quietly pulled Ming Ti aside, whispering, โI saw the price tags; those clothes are quite expensive. Our senior must have spent quite a bit of money, right?โ
Ming Ti glanced at Ming Jingโs figure. โLetโs consider it a loan from our senior; we will pay her back in the future.โ
โWe must always remember our seniorโs kindness towards us.โ
โI was wondering who it was, turns out itโs our Miss Zhu.โ
As soon as Ming Jing walked into the restaurant, she saw Li Jiaojiao. Opposite her were Zhao Qin and Gao Jia, and Sun Qingqing was sitting next to them.
All four of them looked at Ming Jing at the same time.
Ming Jing walked over with a smile. โGood afternoon, ladies.โ fr(e)enovelkiss.com
Li Jiaojiaoโs gaze swept over the three young girls behind her. โArenโt you going to introduce us?โ
Ming Jing raised an eyebrow. โMy juniors are a bit shy. I wouldnโt want to disturb you ladies.โ
โSo, these are Miss Zhuโs juniors. Looking at this setup, has Miss Zhu taken them under her wing? Are you planning to take care of them in the future?โ
Ming Jing laughed. โYes, indeed. Our master has passed away. As their senior, it is naturally my responsibility to take care of them.โ
Li Jiaojiao sneered. โYouโre such a saint. I donโt know what to say about you.โ
Her gaze sliced across the faces of the three girls as if they were blood-sapping locusts.
As Ming Jing led them away, Li Jiaojiao shit-talked. โDid you see Zhu
Xiangxiangโs face? Sheโs green with envy. So satisfying.โ
Gao Jia shook her head. โI canโt imagine what lifeโs like for the Zhus now. Buy one, bring three for free. No, wait, itโs get four for free. Itโs worst for the Zhus.โ
Li Jiaojiao turned to the silent Zhao Qin. โWhatโs wrong with you? Youโve been acting weird since I saw you today. Are you daydreaming? Got dumped?โ Zhao Qin glared at her. โYou just got dumped.โ
Li Jiaojiaoโs gaze landed on the scarf around her neck. โItโs the middle of summer and vonโre wearing a scarf- Are von sick or something?
Zhao Qin coughed, subconsciously touching her neck. โYou wouldnโt understand.โ
Li Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes. โDefinitely something going on. Spit it out.โ
Zhao Qin pursed her lips. โWhat if, I mean IF, a man almost kills you, and you wish nothing more than to tear him apart, but you dream about him every night, nightmaresโฆ Why would that be?โ
Li Jiaojiao looked at her with a strange expression. โIs he handsome?โ Zhao Qin thought for a moment. โNot sure, but he should beโฆ probably?โ
โIs he rich?โ
Zhao Qin shook her head. โShould beโฆ I guess? โYouโre done for.โ Zhao Qinโs heart skipped a beat. โWhat?โ
โStockholm Syndrome.โ
Ming Jing asked the waiter to arrange a private room and let the three of them order whatever they wanted from the menu.
Although they grew up in the mountains, they were raised by Ming Jing, unknowingly assimilating with her lifestyle and demeanor. Their calm composure at a young age made quite an impression.
So, faced with an array of delicious food, they didnโt lose their poise. They simply chose what they liked and didnโt overdo it.
Halfway through the meal, Ming Jing was full. She put down her chopsticks and stood up: โIโm going to the bathroom.โ
Ming Chen immediately jumped down from her seat and grabbed Ming Jingโs hand: โIโll go with you, Ming Jing.โ
Once the two left, the private room immediately quieted down.
Zhu Xiangxiang glanced at the two identical faces across the table, โDid you like the meal? If youโre still hungry, we can ask the waiter to bring more food.โ
Ming Ti smiled: โWeโre not pigs. We canโt eat that much. But youโฆ youโre so thin that you donโt have a double chin. You should eat more.โ
Zhu Xiangxiangโs face darkened. This girlโs words were sharp, mocking her for having a double chin.
Stress recently had Zhu Xiangxiang reaching for comfort food, and she could indeed feel herself gaining weight.
The girlโs comments felt like a direct attack.
โIs every monk as biting and sharp-tongued as you are? You donโt have the composed temperament at all.โ
Ming Ti replied with a naive, innocent look: โWeโve reverted to secular life. Weโre just ordinary people now, not disciples of Buddha. But youโฆ if you hadnโt been fortunate to be taken in by the Zhus, you would have been our senior sister. We would have lived a quiet life of bells and simple food in the mountain. Surely, we wouldnโt have double chins then.โ
โYouโฆโ Zhu Xiangxiang found herself unable to win against the nine-year-old girl.
โYou look pale. Are you feeling unwell? My elder sister is great at medicine, why donโt we have her to take your pulse later? Apart from incurable diseases, she can treat any complicated conditions. โ
Zhu Xiangxiang slammed down her chopsticks. She had suffered enough at the Zhuโs house. Why should she tolerate these two brats? โShut up! You two are as abhorrent as your sister.โ
Birds of a feather flock together.
Ming Tiโs eyes turned cold. She stared at Zhu Xiangxiang, who somehow felt a chill run down her spine. Ming Jing terrified her, but why should she fear a nine-year-old brat?
โMy sister is the best person in the world, and I wonโt allow you to insult her.โ
Ming Chen, unable to speak, could only nod and send angry glares at Zhu ๐ฏ๐๐ฎ๐ฎ๐๐ฎ๐๐๐ค๐ซ๐ฎ๐.๐ฌ๐ค๐ข
Xiangxiang. โYou canโt speak ill of our sister!โ
I am a Zhu? I was the leading lady of the Zhus before your elder sister arrived.โ
Ming Ti curved her lips: โOh, now it seems that you are the one who needs to mind her manners, Miss Zhu.โ
Ming Jing led Ming Chen out of the bathroom. Ming Chen, tiptoeing and failing to find the faucet handle, was turning red with frustration.
Ming Jing laughed: โThe faucet works on a sensor. Just put your hands under it, and the water will come out automatically.โ
Ming Chen did as told and water began to flow. She giggled, โThatโs advanced.โ
Ming Jing then looked up to see Zhou Qin in the mirror.
She quietly kept her emotions hidden in her gaze.
Zhou Qin was still pondering over Li Jiaojiaoโs words. Stockholm Syndrome?
Isnโt that just masochism?
She was joking. That bratโฆ sheโd definitely skin him next time she saw him.
Engrossed in her thoughts, she didnโt notice Ming Jing until she passed by her. Only then did she smell a light, refreshing scent.
Zhou Qin stopped abruptly.
She turned her head and saw Ming Jing.
She looked down, disappointed.
She suddenly splashed some water on her face. What was she thinking?
She must be going crazy..