From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 164 - 164: 082 Master (an updated version)_5

Dai Xi smiled and said, “You could say that. When it gets busy, I don’t even have time to drink water. I just came back from abroad, took on a big order, and have to fly to Jingdu tomorrow to coordinate the costumes for the famous singer Qu Feitai’s concert.”

Ming Jing slightly furrowed her brow; she seemed to have been hearing this name quite often recently.

“Do you know Qu Feitai? A lot of girls like him, and his popularity is skyrocketing. His concert will be held in Jiangzhou next month. Do you want tickets? I can get VIP seats for you through my connections, and you can invite your friends too.”

Ming Jing smiled: “Thank you, Auntie Dai. But my friends and I have already bought tickets. ”

“Ah? You really like Qu Feitai, huh?” Dai Xi was a bit surprised. Ming Jing seemed like a sober and restrained girl, and it was hard to imagine her chasing stars.

Ming Jing smiled, “I’m just accompanying a friend who is a fan.”

“I see, Qu Feitai and I have worked together twice already. He is very handsome and talented, a perfect idol. It’s worth investing in him.”

As a ‘mom fan’ of Qu Feitai, Dai Xi never missed an opportunity to promote him.

For example, in the costume coordination competition for Qu Feitai’s concert, several studios were vying for the job. Among the proposals, only Dai Xi’s met Qu Feitai’s satisfaction because she knew him best and had designed the plan that perfectly catered to his preferences.

“Every idol who fascinates their fans must have their shining points.”

“You’re right. But he’s different from other idols. You’ll understand as you get to know him more.”

“Ming Jing, can I add you on WeChat? I’ll send you the latest designs from my studio first.”

Ming Jing’s perfect figure was the best advertisement.

Ming Jing gladly agreed, and the two exchanged WeChat information.

When they went downstairs, Lin Qing had already tried on her clothes. Dai Xi had known Lin Qing’s measurements like the back of her hand for many years and rarely made mistakes.

Lin Qing felt unwell, so Ming Jing accompanied Dai Xi out.

The next morning, Lin Qing and Ming Jing went downstairs in their new clothes, and Zhu Xiangxiang looked up at the dazzling pair, feeling a bitter and sour pain in her heart.

“Mom, are you going to a party?”

Lin Qing touched her hair and nodded: “Mrs. Gao is hosting a gathering. It’s been a long time since we last met.”

As she looked at Ming Jing standing next to Lin Qing, the sourness in her heart seemed to well up.

It used to be her accompanying Lin Qing to these events, but now it was Ming Jing, while she had to stay home and do chores.

Lin Qing and Ming Jing left, and Zhu Xiangxiang stared at their receding figures with a gloomy expression.

In the kitchen, Madam Zhou called out, “Xiangxiang, what are you dazed about? Come and remove the shrimp veins.”

Zhu Xiangxiang stayed in place without moving.

Madam Zhou glanced at her and said with a smile, “The madam and the young lady have gone far away, staring won’t help, it will only make you more unhappy.”

Zhu Xiangxiang ripped off her apron and threw it on the ground, stomping upstairs.

Madam Zhou shouted, “Xiangxiang, what are you doing?”

Zhu Xiangxiang stood on the second floor and shouted down, “I’m the daughter of the Zhu family! What right do you have to order me around? You’re nothing but an old maid, don’t act like you’re in charge with your meager authority.” Zhu Xiangxiang’s face suddenly turned pale, and the rest of her words got stuck in her throat.

In the bedroom doorway, Granny Zhu sat in her wheelchair, looking at her coldly.

Zhu Xiangxiang turned and ran into her room, burying her face in the bed and sobbing.

Madam Zhou wrung her hands as she came out, cautiously asking, “Isn’t this going too far with the young lady of the Zhu family?”

Granny Zhu snorted coldly, “A kindness shown will be repaid with ingratitude, and some people will take you for a fool unless you let them taste some bitterness.”

Madam Zhou nodded, “Ms. Ming Jing is much more thoughtful.”

Mentioning Ming Jing, Granny Zhu’s expression softened: “Has she left with Lin Qing?”

“Yes, the madam took the young lady to Mrs. Gao’s gathering.”

A long-lost smile appeared on Granny Zhu’s face..