From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Just when she was about to hang up, the other side picked up. Zhou Ling laughed and said, “Secretary Shen, I’m sorry to bother you so late.” Shen Ke glanced at the incoming call and hung up directly.

He was busy just now and answered the call without looking at the screen when he heard the ring. When he heard a woman’s coquettish voice and saw the caller display was an unfamiliar number, he hung up directly and marked it as a harassing call.

Zhou Ling’s face darkened. Did he just hang up on her?

She tried calling again but found out she was blocked.

The next day’s breakfast table was harmonious and happy.

Zhu Xiangxiang’s dark circles under her eyes made it seem like she hadn’t slept for three days, and she looked listless.

“Sister, Mr. Li said he will take Ming Chen and me to the history museum this morning for a field visit to better understand history,” Ming Ti said as she took a sip of milk.

The milk was so delicious. When she was living in the mountains, she never knew there was something as delicious as milk in the world.

Ming raised her hand: “I want to go too, I want to go too.”

Ming Ti snorted, “We’re going there to study. You think we want you to follow us and cause trouble?”

Ming obediently said, “I won’t cause trouble, I won’t run around, and I’ll be well-behaved.”

Ming Jing smiled, “Let Xiao Ying take Xiao Wu with you guys, Xiao Wu is such a good learner, we can’t dampen her enthusiasm.”

Granny Zhu laughed, “Xiao Wu has been eager to learn since she was little. When she grows up, she will be as academically outstanding as your second sister. ”

Lin Qing looked at the four girls sitting across in the morning light. Each of them was stunning. It would be a great blessing to have all four of them as daughters.

Looking at Zhu Xiangxiang sitting next to her, Lin Qing sighed in her heart.

After breakfast, Mr. Li came to pick up Ming Ti and Ming Chen, Xiao Ying and Xiao Wu followed behind, and they were picked up by the Zhus’ car.

Ming Jing packed her bag and went out. Today was the registration day for the competition class.

Zhu Xiangxiang also registered for the competition class, but she was just there to make up the numbers.

When Lin Qing heard that Zhu Xiangxiang wanted to register for the competition class, she didn’t feel happy at all, but rather disgusted.

On the final exam score report, Ming Jing scored full marks in math, but how many points did Zhu Xiangxiang score? Did she even have the face to sign up for the competition class?

The competition class was only interested in making more money, they let anyone join as long as they pay, nobody cares about your actual level.

For the sake of her child’s self-esteem, she couldn’t point it out directly. She hoped the child would understand and give up.

Who knew that Zhu Xiangxiang had no self-awareness? She probably didn’t want to be outdone since she saw Ming Jing going to join the competition class too.

Lin Qing was left with a headache. Well, they would just spend a bit more money.

The competition class was in the neighboring Yi High School. There were fifty students in a class, and these fifty students came from various schools across the city. Ming Jing walked in and immediately received countless gazes.

Shengde High School was considered one of the top aristocrat schools in the city, full of rich and powerful students. But other schools were different; they were mostly public high schools. Those who participated in the competition class were basically students from well-off families or those supported by their entire families. As a result, Ming Jing attracted everyone’s attention the moment she entered the room.

The male-to-female ratio in the competition class was five-to-one, with less than ten female students.

Song Yinzhang stood out among the crowd. He smiled and waved, “Ming Jing, over here.”

These students were the cream of the crop. Some of them were exceptionally gifted and intelligent. This group of students could be seen from their trendy clothing, cheerful personalities, and interest in pursuing the latest fashion trends. As soon as Ming Jing walked in, she was instantly recognized by them.

“She’s the real daughter of the Zhus who just returned. I saw her photo in the news. I didn’t expect her to be so pretty in person,” Xie Zhen exclaimed.

The girl next to her gave Ming Jing a cold glance and lowered her head.

“I heard she’s also very good at her studies, surpassing Song and ranking first in the whole grade. Poor Song’s myth has been broken,” another female student said.

The girl frowned, “Song’s myth cannot be broken by anyone.”

Xie Zhen pouted. She and Tang Wan were Song Yinzhang’s classmates in their third year of junior high, and Tang Wan even used to be Song’s deskmate. At that time, Song Yinzhang was the subject of their class’s female students’ crushes, but he wasn’t interested in anyone.

Later, he transferred to Shengde High School, while Xie Zhen and Tang Wan, who came from ordinary wage-earning families, could only attend Yi High School. They never expected to run into Song Yinzhang in the competition class.

“Is Song really close with her? He doesn’t talk to other people, but he voluntarily greeted her,” Xie Zhen said enviously..