From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 219

Chapter 219: 105 Capture (First Watch)

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The ancient and heavy gate of the Chinese-style teahouse stood, its two hanging red lanterns lightly swaying in the night breeze. The diffuse light entwined with the breeze, casting a hazy glow that shimmered like a shallow hum in the darkness.

A figure draped in a faint red light emerged, and it seemed as if everything around fell silent.

The figure got into a white sedan by the roadside and quickly disappeared into the night.

“Xiao Fei, what’s wrong?” Tian Long’s voice brought Qu Feitai back to his senses. He lowered his gaze and cleared his throat.

“Nothing.”

Tian Long handed him a coffee. Qu Feitai took it, murmuring thanks.

Tian Long sensed something was off with Qu Feitai, but he figured it was from the recent strain and didn’t dwell on it. He told the driver to hurry back to the hotel.

As the car pulled away, another man angrily stomped out of the teahouse, cursing under his breath.

“Damn girl, don’t know what’s good for her. If she pushes me too far, I’ll kill her…

The secretary quickly advised, “Mr. Li, please be careful what you say.” This individual was none other than Mr. Li.

He held a last trump card; as long as he handed it over, Zhu Wentao wouldn’t stand a chance. He didn’t plan on using it now, but since things were so dire, he thought he’d strike a deal with Zhu Mingjing. Who knew the girl would be so stubborn, not even taking her father’s safety into account?

Could there be such a cold-hearted daughter in this world?

Mr. Li simmered with anger, and a sense of triumph. Zhu Wentao, you’d kept me down for all these years, only to fall at the hands of your own daughter.

He wondered if the revelation would make Zhu Wentao cough blood in anger.

At the same time, Mr. Li trembled with fear. Wooing the girl meant having his skin scraped off first.

She was so young, yet so cunning. It boggled the mind to think what she might

Decome given tne time.

“Everyone else’s roll is done, I guess I’m up next. Am I supposed to just lie down and take it? I refuse to believe there’s nothing I can use against her. Look into it, and quickly.”

He refused to believe he couldn’t make a girl submit.

By the time Ming Jing returned to the Zhus, it was already nine in the evening.

Lin Qing, draped in cashmere, awaited her in the living room, rising when Ming Jing walked in.

“Ming Jing, did you see Mr. Li?”

Although Lin Qing hadn’t been involved in the company for years, she was one of the founding members. Most of Ming Jing’s share came from her. Lin Qing was not as weak as she seemed.

“Yes.”

“He’s one of the founding elders, along with your father. He’s cautious and ambitious, probably has a lot of dirt on your father. He hasn’t been clean in years. People’s greed grows like that. Did he threaten you?” Lin Qing worriedly said.

“Anyone who’s done wrong should be punished by the law. There’s no reason or excuse to let them off the hook.” Ming Jing’s icy voice was resolute.

Lin Qing recognized the meaning behind her words, feeling both relief and chill.

She found her own conflicted thoughts ludicrous.

“You’re right. These are the punishments he deserves.” Lin Qing murmured.

Ming Jing did not miss the fleeting loss in Lin Qing’s eyes. Without offering an explanation, she left Lin Qing to her own complicated thoughts.

Some things weren’t useful even when explained.

Good and evil hinged on a single thought, and that thought depended on one’s true nature.

“Have you taken your medicine today?” Ming Jing asked indifferently. Lin Qing snapped to attention. “Yes, I took it. Just like you told me to, I take it every day.”

Ming Jing nodded. “That’s good. Take care of yourself.”

Then she went upstairs.

Lin Qing stared at Ming Jing’s retreating figure. Had she been showing concern just now?

Her indifference to her father’s plight was because of his own excesses, right?

Even if that was her biological father.

The next morning, Qu Feitai woke up with a flushed face.

Staring at the ceiling, the youth let out a long sigh.

There was a knock at the door. “Xiao Fei, are you awake yet?”

A highly disciplined person, it was unusual for Qu Feitai to still be in bed at nearly nine, especially on a day when filming was scheduled. Qu Feitai kicked his long legs under the covers, irritated..