From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 148

Chapter 148: 078 Fairness (First Watch)—3

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Uncle Wen staggered over, not knowing what to do.

Zhu Wentao pointed at Ming Jing’s face, “You really are my good daughter.”

Ming Jing remained expressionless and said, “One can share adversity, but not wealth and nobility. Men in this world are all fickle, and you’re just one of them. The universal law is clear, cause and effect are cyclical, it’s not unrequited, it’s just not the right time yet.”

Zhu Wentao’s face changed, “You’re cursing me? Unfilial child.”

Out of anger, he stretched out his hand to slap Ming Jing’s face, but she easily caught his wrist. Facing a girl much thinner than himself, Zhu Wentao was shocked to find that he could not shake her off.

“Only powerless men resort to violence against their wives and children. You are a selfish and weak man at heart, unworthy of being her husband and my father.”

Ming Jing let go, Zhu Wentao retreated a few steps and was barely steadied by Uncle Wen.

Zhu Wentao had completely lost face this time.

Ming Jing looked at him indifferently, showing no sadness or joy, “The word ‘lust’ cuts like a knife. Indulging in fleeting pleasures is human nature’s inferior aspect. Perhaps you think you’re doing the right thing now, unwilling to listen to any advice and never reflecting on your actions. Continue down this path, never look back, because there’s no turning back.”

“Regret will gnaw at you like maggots in the marrow, haunting you throughout your life. You’ll figure it out slowly.” Ming Jing said to Uncle Wen, “Please show our guest out.”

Uncle Wen looked at Zhu Wentao, hesitant.

Zhu Wentao stared deeply at Ming Jing, “You’ve learned the Buddha’s teachings for a few days and have all these big theories, I won’t regret it, never ever will I regret it.”

“I respect your decision, but at the same time, please don’t bother us again.

We’ll meet each other in court.”

Humphing, Zhu Wentao turned and left.

“Dad.” Zhu Xiangxiang followed him instinctively.

Lin Qing slumped on the sofa, shaking her head in pain, “Ming Jing, I’m sorry.” Ming Jing turned around, patted her gently on the shoulder, and comforted her softly, “You should be glad that you left such a scumbag. Wasting pain on someone unworthy is a degradation of yourself. Whether it’s degeneration or rebirth, the choice is in your hands.”

Lin Qing stared at her, then hugged her, “Ming Jing, I sincerely apologize to you. You’re right, I shouldn’t be sad for that scumbag, he doesn’t deserve it. I want him to pay the price.”

Zhu Xiangxiang walked in and saw this scene.

Her gaze sank, and she silently went inside.

If they really go to court, following either of them wouldn’t be ideal, the best outcome would be…

Zhu Xiangxiang’s eyes drooped slightly, a strange curve forming at the corner of her lips.

Having comforted Lin Qing, Ming Jing closed the door and came out. Zhu Xiangxiang, with a worried face, said, “Ming Jing, do you really want Mom and Dad to divorce? You should persuade Mom to discuss with Dad and not make hasty decisions.”

“Like you did earlier, being so impulsive and even confronting Dad, he must be very angry. Just apologize to Dad, he won’t blame you.”

Ming Jing’s gaze lingered on her face, her expression a mix of seriousness and humor.

Zhu Xiangxiang looked at her discontentedly, “Did you hear what I just said?”

“Forcing them to stay together will only make them resent each other. If you really cared about our mother, you wouldn’t be saying such selfish things.” “Am I being selfish?” Zhu Xiangxiang laughed sarcastically.

“Ever since you returned, one thing after another has happened in this family. I doubt your intentions towards the Zhus.”

Ming Jing shook her head and laughed, “Those who do evil will eventually be punished.”

Unable to entertain her further, Ming Jing left for the kitchen.

Zhu Xiangxiang stomped her foot in anger, wondering why Ming Jing was so indifferent to her.

Jiao Mei got out of the car and looked up at the antique Dechang Building in the night. The two lanterns hanging in front of the door were decorated with dragons and phoenixes, symbolizing good fortune. The golden light gleamed in the dim lamp light.

“A Dechang Building branch has opened in Jiangzhou. Thanks to Ms. Zhu’s generosity, we have a chance to experience it tonight.”

A curvaceous woman in a cheongsam greeted them, her appearance complemented by the splendid ancient building behind her. It was as if they had traveled through time.

“Do you have a reservation?”

Song Yinzhang said, “Hanguang Pavilion, Ms. Zhu.”

The female attendant respectfully extended her right hand and slightly bowed,

“Please follow me.”

Entering the building, they saw a screen wall, on which there was a relief of landscapes and mountains. The carving was lifelike, and under the dim light, it looked quite elegant.

Walking past the screen wall, they were surrounded by a number of independent pavilions with intricately carved beams and flowing drapes. In the night, the scene was full of ancient charm and exuded a sense of romantic elegance..