From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 122 - 122: 071 Success and Failure (First Update)_5

Sun Yi, furious with embarrassment, said, “Don’t slander Zhu Xiangxiang.”

Ming Jing laughed: “Then you come with me and see.”

Sun Yi remembered Zhu Xiangxiang’s words: the womanural networkssage,’,cene, snake-hearted woman.”

“Although I am patient, I don’t like to waste time on boring people and things.

Do you want to leave on your own, or should I call someone to take you away?”

Sun Yi gritted his teeth: “You really are as Xiangxiang described, a deep-hearted, venomous woman.”

Ming Jing couldn’t be bothered to deal with him and turned to leave.

Subconsciously, Sun Yi tried to grab her, thinking that he couldn’t let her leave and must wait for Xiangxiang to come over.

Ming Jing suddenly grabbed his outstretched arm and, with a gentle twist, Sun

Yi’s face visibly distorted with pain.

“It hurts… let go!”

This woman looked so thin, but why was she so strong, her fingers seeming like iron hoops?

“Behave and follow me, and don’t try any tricks.” As the words fell, she released him and turned to leave.

Sun Yi rubbed his arm, feeling it burning hot, pain making him gasp.

Zhu Xiangxiang looked up and saw Shen Zhou coming to the back garden with Shen Ke and Charles Gao, his gaze anxiously looking deep into the garden.

She gritted her teeth and braced herself to step forward. No matter what, success or failure depended on this move.

“Ms. Zhu?” Shen Ke called out to her.

“So you’re here.”

Zhu Xiangxiang looked up at Shen Ke, her eyes blank as if she was seeing him for the first time.

“Who are you?” Her voice was cold, aloof yet gentle and firm.

Charles Gao frowned at Zhu Xiangxiang. The person Shen Ke was looking for was her?

Upon hearing her voice, his discomfort intensified.

This was not Zhu Xiangxiang’s voice. This feeling, it was more like…

Shen Zhou scrutinized the young girl in front of him, feeling that something was off.

Could it really be her? The tone of her voice was similar to those he had heard on his phone, but it was only a resemblance.

Shen Ke smiled: “Do you still remember saving an old man with a brain hemorrhage on the subway two months ago?

Charles Gao’s face changed, disbelief flickering in his eyes.

How could a big company’s chief executive like Shen Ke make such a mistake? Was this a joke?

What he hadn’t expected was what happened next.

Zhu Xiangxiang seemed lost for a moment, as if recalling something. After a while, she nodded with realization: “Oh, I remember now. It was just a small effort on my part. Why do you ask?”

Charles Gao coughed, incredulous as he stared at Zhu Xiangxiang.

Could someone be so shameless?

He finally realized why the feeling was so unsettling—Zhu Xiangxiang was imitating Ming Jing’s tone. She didn’t usually talk like that at all.

Given that, she was deliberately trying to replace Ming Jing.

As the only one aware of the truth, Charles couldn't stand it any longer and was about to expose her true face, when Shen Ke asked, “Ms. Zhu, do you know who you saved?”

Charles Gao thought Zhu Xiangxiang wouldn’t dare to impersonate Ming Jing without ensuring she was prepared. He wanted to see how she would perform.

Zhu Xiangxiang furrowed her brow: “No matter who the grandfather is, since I saved him, I won’t delve into his background.”

Shen Ke smiled: “Yes, Ms. Zhu’s integrity is admirable. I am truly impressed.”

Zhu Xiangxiang glanced at them, raised her chin slightly, an air of arrogance about her.

She was waiting for further questions, but Shen Ke just looked at her, and the atmosphere became awkward.

With no choice, she had to break the silence: “Are you a family member of the elderly person? Did you find me because the old man’s condition has changed?

Do you want me to take responsibility?”

Charles Gao’s mouth twitched, thinking that Zhu Xiangxiang was overacting. He looked at Shen Zhou, a man who had built a massive business empire, realizing that she couldn’t fool him. Her little scheme was laughable.

Besides, she couldn’t possibly learn Ming Jing’s integrity even in eight lifetimes.

The words she just spoke were something Ming Jing would never say. A truly compassionate person would never assume the worst about others..