From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 476: 222 Appearances (Sixth Watch)_2



Chapter 476: 222 Appearances (Sixth Watch)_2

Everyone followed his gaze and saw a petite woman wearing sunglasses and high heels walking towards them. A maid followed behind her, carrying a bag and trying to catch up with her in a hurry, creating a comical scene.

As the woman passed by their group, she suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at her eagerly.

She lowered her head, her sunglasses slipping down a bit, and her eyes quickly locked onto Ming Jing. She glared at Ming Jing, humphed, pushed up her sunglasses, and walked away with a proud and delicate figure.

Everyone exchanged looks, and Zhao Heng muttered: “She’s sick. Ming Jing didn’t do anything to provoke her. She’s just jealous of Ming Jing.”

Xie Zhen whispered: “I think she is… Liu Muxue.”

This was the image of the rich second-generation that Tang Wan had described – someone who looked down upon others with disdain.

Zhao Heng jumped up: “What? Liu Muxue?”

With such a dressing, she was still in high school. It was a sign of the decline of social morality.

Liu Muxue walked straight into the VIP waiting room.

Zhao Heng rolled his eyes: “She’s so over-the-top just because she has some money. Who is she trying to show off to?”

Song Yinzhang smiled and looked at Ming Jing: “How did you offend her?”

Ming Jing shook her head. She remembered that when she had left last time, she had given Liu Muxue a good prescription for asthma. Although Liu Muxue was willful, she seemed to have understood at that moment and softened her attitude.

But now, after just two months, she had reverted to her old ways.

Ming Jing didn’t think much about it, took out a book, and began to read.

All of them were top students, so their environment didn’t affect their focus. The others also started to read and practice problems as soon as they saw Ming Jing doing so.

A passerby took a photo of this scene: in the morning light, four young people sitting in the noisy airport terminal, focusing on their books and answering questions. It was a rare sight in today’s impetuous society.

When the photo circulated on the internet, someone recognized Ming Jing and knew she was going to Jingzhou for the CMO. That set off another wave of discussion online.

Liu Muxue tried several phone calls but no one answered. She couldn’t help but curse: “You’re pissing me off by not answering my calls!”

Miss, would you like some water?” Xiao Fang unscrewed the thermos cup and handed it to Liu Muxue.

Liu Muxue took a sip and spat it out: “You’re trying to scald me to death?”

“I’m sorry, Miss.” Xiao Fang quickly took it back. “I’m going to the beverage room to get you some lukewarm water.”

Liu Muxue gave her a disdainful glance: “I’m not drinking the airport’s water. It’s filthy.”

Xiao Fang felt helpless. Serving Miss was indeed a tough job.

The boarding announcement came, and Liu Muxue, carrying her bag, prepared to board the plane. She had purchased a first-class seat for the best service and ultimate enjoyment.

“Did Zhu Mingjing buy an economy class ticket?” Liu Muxue asked.

Xiao Fang replied: “I think so.”

Liu Muxue, leaning back in her seat, arms around a bag of chips, snorted at this: “Isn’t her brother Shen Zhou? So, he can’t even afford to upgrade her seat? Just as I thought.”

Xiao Fang looked around nervously: “Miss, please lower your voice.”

Liu Muxue pursed her lips: “Shen Zhou is nothing special. Back then, when he groveled at my house, he was chased out by Uncle Liu with a broom. Nothing to be proud of.”

Xiao Fang saw a man wearing black clothes and an eye mask lying opposite them. He laughed contemptuously and disdainfully.

Immediately, Liu Muxue sat up and stared at him: “What are you laughing at?”The man turned over, seemingly not wanting to deal with her.

Liu Muxue was infuriated, “Hey, explain yourself! What’s so funny? Is it hilarious?”

An elegant and beautiful flight attendant came over and gently said, “Excuse me, can you please lower your voice? Please don’t disturb others’ rest.”

Liu Muxue’s face turned red, seeing that everyone was looking at her, she angrily lay back down and glared at the man in black across from her.

As the plane took off, Ming Jing gazed at the fleeting clouds outside the window, which seemed within reach.

Her eyes were fixated for a moment.

“Attachment to emotionlessness is attachment.”

It was the guidance Buddha gave her in her dream.

The clouds in the sky changed, twisting and turning, real and illusory, tangible and intangible.

These things were just like this world, fleeting dreams and three lifetimes of love and detachment.

In the world, everything is naturally ordained. Deliberation renders one inferior, while going with the natural flow and the cycle of cause and effect determines one’s destiny.

Understood this, the burden on Ming Jing’s mind was instantly released and she felt much lighter.

The three-hour journey was just a nap for others. Several people were still fighting for every second to study, and Xie Zhen saw Ming Jing doing problems for a while before pulling out a book to read. She always thought that Ming Jing read professional books. When Ming Jing went to the bathroom, she could not help but curiously look at the cover.

It turned out to be a classic wuxia novel.

Ming Jing actually had the leisure to read wuxia novels?

When Ming Jing came back and saw Xie Zhen staring at the cover of the novel in a daze, she couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong?”

“You … you’re reading a wuxia novel. I thought you were reading a professional book.”

Ming Jing laughed, “It’s important to balance work and relaxation. Reading wuxia novels helps me relax. Do you want to read one? I can lend you a book.”

Xie Zhen shook her head immediately: “I’m not as smart as you. Reading novels would distract me, so I’d better not.”

Ming Jing said, “This novel is excellent, and it would be even better if made into a TV show. Images are more intuitive and shocking than words.”

Xie Zhen said, “It has been adapted into a TV series, several versions in fact. The more recent ones have become worse with each adaptation. The current investors only want to make quick money and produce garbage TV shows to fool the audience. The TV industry is being ruined by these parasites.”

Ming Jing thought for a moment and suddenly had an idea.

Touching the cover of the novel, with chivalry and tenderness amid the flashes of swords, she couldn’t help but say, “I really like this novel. It’s a pity if it’s not adapted for wider audiences.”

Xie Zhen said, “If you have the money, you can make the TV show yourself. You can recruit your own team and choose the actors. I remember that Shenzhou Group has an entertainment industry chain, which has a place in the entertainment circle.”

With the backing of Shenzhou Group, it wouldn’t be a surprise for the smart Ming Jing to do anything.

Ming Jing smiled, “That’s a good idea. Do you usually enjoy watching TV shows?”

Xie Zhen scratched her head: “Of course I do. However, my family is not well-off, so I can only study hard to change my life. I have no time to watch TV.”

The two chatted a lot. Xie Zhen found it comforting talking with Ming Jing. She spoke at a gentle pace, was very considerate, and had deep knowledge and wit. She would subtly enlighten you more than reading a hundred books could.

Thus, she didn’t realize she had unknowingly sold her entire family without even realizing it, and was even deeply grateful to the other party.

As they were talking, the broadcast reminded them that they had arrived at Jingzhou.

Liu Muxue was woken up by Xiao Fang, and she hummed unhappily with a sleepy face. Then, she saw a flash of a shadow in the corner of her eye and immediately straightened up. Without even putting on her shoes, she chased after him.

“Hey, stop right there!”

The man in black continued walking without hesitation and exited the cabin without looking back.


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