From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 281

Chapter 281: 131 Conflict (Second Revision) _2

Translator: 549690339

This song has been extremely popular recently. Almost simultaneously, there was a stir within the restaurant; some people started to hum along to its tune.

This is the influence of Qu Feitai. Regardless of class, age, anyone can hum a line or two of Qu Feitai’s songs.

Even if this is a new song that’s been released for less than three days.

The beginning of the song is cheerful and sweet, the latter part is poignant and lingering. Accompanied by Qu Feitai’s gentle and mellow voice, it truly leaves a profound sentiment upon listening, evoking waves of emotion. It’s a love song perfect in every sense.

It could represent the sweetness of love, the bitterness of unrequited love, the sorrow of a breakup. Regardless of which emotional place one is in, they could find resonance in this song.

That is the charm of music.

For this reason, this song has been playing on repeat in this restaurant for the past three days, yet not a single customer has objected. Even the pianist has been enthusiastically playing a solo piano arrangement which is very popular within the restaurant.

Upon hearing the familiar tune, Qu Feitai looks up unconsciously at the young woman facing him.

With a serious and gentle expression on her face, Ming Jing is attentively listening.

Qu Feitai’s lips curve in a subtle smile, his eyes filled with tenderness.

As the song comes to an end, Qu Feitai softly asks, “Do you like it?”

Ming Jing nods. “It’s very nice.”

She looked at Qu Feitai earnestly. “Did you write these lyrics?”

In that instant Qu Feitai felt as if all his secrets laid bare in front of her, and the depth in her gaze made him unable to maintain eye contact.

However, this time Qu Feitai doesn’t avoid her gaze; he looks straight back at her, his eyes resolute as he says, “Every single word was written by my own hand.”

Ming Jing drifts her gaze naturally towards the floor-to-ceiling window outside. “That’s good.”

She gazes out the window and he gazes at her.

In this moment, Qu Feitai wishes for time to stand still. The soft hues of the night outside the window, the hazy glow from the lights, there she sits across from him, serene and elegant in profile.

The whole world consisted only of her and him.

“What are you doing? Let go of me! I want to go back.” Ming Ti shook off Ming Chen’s hand and turned to leave.

Ming Chen hurriedly pulled her back, “Accompany me to the restroom.”

“You think I don’t know what you’re trying to do? Are you completely love-struck and lost your mind?”

“Save it. Our second sister knows what she’s doing. Need we worry? You can bother me all you want, but do you think you have the right to interfere with second sister’s affairs?” Ming Chen pulled her along without another word. Unable to shake free, Ming Ti could only follow along, her little face puffed up in annoyance.

“Let me go, I can walk by myself.”

“Behave yourself, don’t always frown so much. Over time, you’ll get wrinkles, you know?” Ming Chen said, turning to admonish her earnestly.

As a result, she collided with someone as they turned a corner to the restroom. Ming Chen quickly took a step back. “I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose.”

In front of her were a pair of red high heels coupled with a pair of legs clad in stockings, exuding a tacky sexiness.

Feeling good, Pan Jingjing didn’t want to squabble with a child, so she huffed, “If you damaged my designer bag, can you afford to pay for it? Next time, watch your step; not everyone is as forgiving as me.”

With her words concluded, she smoothed her skirt and prepared to take her leave. Suddenly, the young girl in front of her raised her head, which caught Pan Jingjing’s attention. She then glanced at the other girl behind her.

The two of them had identical faces, as exquisite as dolls. One looked shy and tender, the other frowned with a serious look.

With a sudden smile, Pan Jingjing said, “So it’s you two little bumpkins?”Ming Ti didn’t want to cause trouble, so she pulled Ming Chen to go in.

Pan Jingjing suddenly blocked their path: “Little friend, don’t leave. Look, you bumped into my bag and broke it. How will you compensate?” As she said this, she reached out and touched the limited edition designer bag in her arm.

Ming Chen, with her big innocent eyes, replied in a puzzled way: “Auntie, you’re so gentle, generous and beautiful, why would you squabble with me, a child?”

At Ming Chen’s words, Pan Jingjing’s eyebrows furrowed with a raised, sharp voice, ‘What? What did you call me?”

Ming Chen replied with a grin, “Auntie, what’s the matter? Is there a problem?”

Pan Jingjing took a deep breath, reminding herself not to sink to arguing with a child and forced a smile onto her face.

“No matter how gentle, generous, and beautiful I am, you still have to pay for the damage you caused. Tell your parents to come here, how did they teach you? You are rampaging in public, showing no manners at all.” Pan Jingjing gazed at the two pretty faces in front of her, a hidden hint of resentment in her eyes.

Just like that woman, despicable at such a young age, full of insincerity.

Today, I will eradicate you two troublesome fox spirits.

Ming Ti then stepped forward, shielding Ming Chen from Pan Jingjing. Despite

ner young age, ner gaze was unwavering.

“Do you have any evidence that my sister damaged your bag?”

Ming Chen quietly tugged at Ming Ti’s clothes, whispering, “That woman is deliberately picking on us. She insulted us in the elevator, I heard everything. She must be envious of our older sister and wants to take it out on us.”

With that, she glared at the woman opposite them. Her gaze was non-threatening. Instead, she looked like a cute, lazy kitten, adorably harmless but not intimidating.

Ming Ti’s expression darkened subtly. For such a young age, her eyebrows already carried a frosty charm.

“Hmm, the proof is that the leather on my bag was broken by you. Do you know how expensive this bag is? Even if I sell you two, I won’t be able to afford it.” Pan Jingjing pointed at a tiny flaw on her bag.

A few days ago, she had accidentally scraped it against a table corner while hanging out with her friends, causing the leather to tear. After feeling upset for several days, she finally found a use for it today. Maybe she could even get a new one for free. Ming Ti gave a cold laugh. She smelled a rat.

Do they look that easy to bully?

Ming Ti glanced around. There were no cameras in the restroom. If this woman insisted on laying the blame on them, there would be no way to clear their names, and she did not want to cause trouble for her older sister.

Ming Ti pondered for a moment, “How do you want to settle this?”

“Quite simple, compensate and apologize to me.” Pan Jingjing lifted the corners of her mouth, as if she could already see the other woman begging pitifully.

Ming Chen protested angrily, “You’re talking nonsense; I didn’t even touch your bag, you’re a bad woman.”

Ming Ti glared at Ming Chen. Angering her at this moment would do them no good and instead attract unnecessary attention. She definitely didn’t want to be the center of a scandal.

Pan Jingjing gave a cold laugh, “Little bitch, call your parents over here, I want to see how they are raising you.”

As expected, Pan Jingjing’s loud voice attracted quite a few curious onlookers.

Ming Ti’s little face flushed crimson. Regardless of her efforts to act mature, she was just a nine-year-old girl who felt at a loss when dealing with such a unreasonable and voluble woman.

“Wow, seems like we’re getting a crowd.” A young girl in a red dress came out. Leaning over the sink to wash her hands, she casually commented.

Pan Jingjing turned to look and couldn’t help but widen her eyes.

She wore a Prada haute couture summer dress, a Hermes frock bag, Gucci shoes, and even the bracelet she wore was a custom Chaumet. The summer rainbow series frock bag was a global limited edition with only five made, most of them were in the collections of foreign ladies of high society.

This luxurious outfit would cost over a million. Pan Jingjing’s eyes gleamed at sight of such wealth.

The young girl finished washing her hands, gently patting them dry with a paper towel. Standing straight, a teasing smile decorated her face as she cast her eyes on the two sisters.

Ming Ti knitted her brows.. Was it her?