From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 125 - 125: 073 Making Money (Part One)

The black luxury car was driving through the nighttime traffic, with the neon lights on both sides of the road refracting a dazzling brilliance through the car windows.

Shen Zhou was browsing the stock market information on his tablet and said without even lifting his head, “Tell me, why did you think she was the person I was looking for?”

Shen Ke said, “Last week, I accidentally bumped into her at the coffee shop near the company’s entrance. At first, I thought her voice sounded familiar. She came here to borrow study materials from one of the company’s employees, who was her senior in school. I inquired about her through her senior, found out she was studying Chinese medicine for her grandmother, and she also resembled the girl in the phone in terms of her clothing and hairstyle. I then asked Lin Qing to investigate, and every detail of the investigation seemed to point to her as the person we were looking for.”

Shen Ke’s face became more and more unpleasant as he spoke.

Just borrowing study materials, did she need to come all the way to the company?

Shen Zhou casually said, “Sometimes when coincidences happen too often, it’s not a coincidence.”

It was deliberate.

Shen Ke said, “I’ll continue the investigation.”

“No need, let’s put this matter on hold for now. The person who should appear will naturally show up.”

“But what about the old man…”

“He’s been making a fuss for a long time, let him be.”

Shen Ke couldn’t let go of this anger. He was played by a little girl, and it would be shameful if word got out.

But if he really wanted to argue with a little girl, it would make him seem petty.

As the saying goes, it’s the father’s fault if the child is not well-taught. Let’s put this blame on Zhu Wentao’s head.

Since Zhu Xiangxiang dared to impersonate, she must know who the culprit is. It seemed that this person was right beside her.

After the evening banquet, Bai Weining was still reluctant to part with Ming Jing.

“Sister Zhu, I’m going back to Jingdu tomorrow. You must come to visit me when you’re in Jingdu in the future.”

Li Jiaojiao rolled her eyes, “A weasel paying a visit to a chicken, either to commit adultery or theft.”

Without even glancing at the two, she walked away with her head held high.

At that moment, Lin Qing walked over and saw Ming Jing getting along well with the socialites, feeling quite relieved.

It was only when they were about to leave that she suddenly remembered, “Where’s Xiangxiang?”

“Mom, I’m here.” Zhu Xiangxiang walked over with a pale face.

Lin Qing frowned and instinctively reached out to touch her forehead, “Are you feeling unwell?”

Zhu Xiangxiang avoided the touch by turning her head, walked forward and said, “I’m fine, just a little tired.”

Lin Qing’s extended hand was left awkwardly hanging in mid-air.

Gao Jia saw this scene and wanted to laugh but held it back.

The other ladies walked out of the banquet hall in groups, exchanging looks when they saw the scene.

It’s just not the same when they’re not born from your own womb.

“Is that Mrs. Zhu’s real daughter?” asked a lady, pointing at the girl in a black dress standing next to Lin Qing.

She had missed the Zhus’ reception banquet last time and was seeing Ming Jing for the first time.

After receiving a positive answer, the lady exclaimed, ‘Wasn’t she supposed to be raised in the countryside and unfit for polite society?” Someone laughed, “Mrs. Li, you’re out of the loop.” Mrs. Li sighed, “Madam Zhu is really fortunate.”

But such fortune is not desirable for everyone.

Lin Qing felt the gaze of several ladies and wished she could run away immediately.

“Let’s go.” Ming Jing took the initiative to hold Lin Qing’s arm, and Lin Qing looked at Ming Jing in disbelief.

This was the first time she had actively approached her.

“Didn’t they say Mrs. Zhu and her real daughter are not close? I think the rumor is wrong, the mother and daughter look quite intimate.”

“After all, she was born after ten months of pregnancy; Mrs. Zhu is not stupid, would she favor a wild child from nowhere and neglect her own daughter?”

Lin Qing heard the faint whispers behind her and felt a surge of turmoil in her heart.

This simple truth was clear to outsiders, but it took her so long to understand.

Lin Qing gently patted Ming Jing’s hand, and the girl didn’t resist. Lin Qing felt a sudden joy in her heart.

On the way back, Zhu Xiangxiang remained silent. She was restless inside, not knowing how her ruse had been exposed.

She glanced at the girl sitting beside her, her slender and elegant neck, her beautiful, aloof face, gentle and exquisite in every way.

She had everything, so why did she have to take away Zhu Xiangxiang’s last shred of hope?