From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 296

Chapter 296: 136 Reclaim (Second Update)_2

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“Later, I went to the Math Olympiad with Zhu Mingjing, and she sat right in front of me.”

Zhu Xiangxiang frowned, wondering what her intention was in deliberately bringing up Zhu Mingjing in front of her. Was she trying to make fun of her?

“Zhu Mingjing looked so innocent; who would have thought she’d be this kind of person.” Tang Wan shook her head in disapproval.

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Tang Wan laughed: “Now everyone is saying that Zhu Mingjing couldn’t stand you, so she kicked you out of the Zhu family.”

Zhu Xiangxiang was stunned; she hadn’t expected this.

“I just didn’t realize that you were Zhao Xiaohui’s daughter. Can I call you Xiangxiang from now on? I’ll come to visit you often.” Tang Wan said enthusiastically.

Before Zhu Xiangxiang could answer, Zhao Xiaohui quickly agreed for her: “That would be great! You and Xiangxiang are the same age, so you should play together more often. It’s so nice to have neighbors like you.” Zhu Xiangxiang pursed her lips.

After Tang Wan left, Zhu Xiangxiang went back to her room.

Deng Yang’s bedroom was tiny, less than 10 square meters, even smaller than the bathroom in her old room at the Zhu’s house. The old apartment complex had poor lighting and ventilation. Nearby was a vegetable market, which made the area not only noisy but also filled the air with an unbearable smell of rotten vegetables.

There were quite a few toys on the bedside bookshelf, and at a glance, Zhu Xiangxiang could tell they weren’t cheap. They were beyond what the Deng family should afford. It seemed that Zhao Xiaohui and her husband really doted on their son.

Zhu Xiangxiang lay down on the bed and instinctively frowned.

Although Zhao Xiaohui had already changed the sheets and quilt cover to new ones, the faint smell of mold mixed with the faint odor of stinky feet from the quilt made it unbearable.

Zhu Xiangxiang sat up and took out a business card from her bag. After hesitating for a moment, she pulled out her phone and dialed the number on it.

“Your daughter is too delicate for us to handle. This humble home of ours can’t provide for her.” Deng Kun said with a cold laugh.

“Keep your voice down.” Zhao Xiaohui nervously glanced at the direction of the second bedroom.

“Acting like a spoiled princess, she should look at her current situation. Her ambitions are sky-high.”

Zhao Xiaohui wanted him to say less, but when she looked up and saw the man staring at her, she swallowed her words and lowered her head to clean up the leftovers.

“You stay home and rest. I’ll take food to Yangyang.” Zhao Xiaohui walked out of the kitchen with her apron on after washing the dishes.

Deng Kun lay on the sofa, shirtless, enjoying the fan.

Zhao Xiaohui walked over and said, “Why don’t you wear a shirt? Xiangxiang is at home. Be careful; she’s a girl.”

Deng Kun turned over, impatiently saying, “This is my house. I’ll wear whatever I want. The more you indulge that girl, the more she takes advantage.

Just wait and see.”

Zhao Xiaohui sighed and left with the thermos in hand.

As soon as Zhao Xiaohui left, Deng Kun sat up and looked at the closed door of the second bedroom with a deep gaze.

After a while, the door opened, and Zhu Xiangxiang was about to go out with her backpack and a baseball cap on. She looked up to see the shirtless man sitting on the sofa, staring straight at her.

Zhu Xiangxiang was startled, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly left, slamming the door behind her.

Deng Kun waited for her to go far away, then sneered, got up, and went into the second bedroom to take a look around.

He picked up the pillow and sniffed it, detecting an enticing fragrance.

After searching for a long time, he couldn’t find anything valuable, and Deng Kun’s face darkened.

Wasn’t this girl the Zhu family’s princess for sixteen years? Wasn’t she wearing

any jewelry? He didn’t believe it.

What kind of family was the Zhu family? Local tycoons; just what leaked from their fingers could feed ordinary people like them for a lifetime. According to

Zhao Xiaohui, when old Mrs. Zhu died, she left Zhu Xiangxiang a jade bracelet. Since she arrived a few days ago, he hadn’t seen her wear it – it must have been a good thing. Where did she hide it?

This girl was quite alert, trying to ward them off.

The phone rang, and Deng Kun answered it. A man’s deep voice came through:

“Old Deng, we’re short one man. We need you. Same place. Hurry up.”

“I’ll be right there. “Having hung up the phone, Deng Kun kicked the bed and cursed as he went out.

Zhu Xiangxiang walked into the coffee shop, and Lu Yao waved her hand: “Over here.”

To wait for this fish, she had stayed in Jiangzhou for a few more days, and now, this fish had finally taken the bait.

Zhu Xiangxiang sat down across from Lu Yao, “Long story short, I accept your proposal, but you have to promise me, you’ll make me popular within a year.”

Lu Yao shook her head and chuckled: “Little girl, your ambition is not small, but I’m sorry, I cannot blindly promise you. That will be up to the agent to judge based on your overall strength. I’m just a mediator. But I promise you, I’ll ask my friend to provide you with the best resources within his ability; the rest is up to your efforts.”

Zhu Xiangxiang pursed her lips, “Then what about you? What do you want to get from me?”

Lu Yao sighed, “You’re a clever girl. What I want to know is simple: who is that very powerful and outstanding sister of yours?”

Zhu Xiangxiang’s heart instantly raced as her mind worked furiously.

From the beginning, all of Lu Yao’s words were designed to draw her out. She didn’t realize it at the time out of her confusion, but as she thought about it later, it became increasingly clear that something was off.

Why did she want to investigate Zhu Mingjing? An editor of an entertainment magazine who revels in gossip and scandal…

The Qu Feitai concert…

At that moment, a familiar song played in the coffee shop, and Zhu Xiangxiang froze.

The White Dress by Qu Feitai.

She listened carefully to each line of the lyrics, dissecting and piecing them together in her mind.

An idea flashed through her head.

Connecting all these pieces, Zhu Xiangxiang finally understood.

So that’s how it was.

Suppressing the surging waves in her heart, she calmly said, “I don’t have a sister, just a younger brother.”

Lu Yao was taken aback, “Why did you say that that day?”

Zhu Xiangxiang explained, “I should always be on guard around strangers. I’m sorry if I misled you in any way. I apologize.”

Lu Yao sized her up and then laughed, “So that’s how it is. It’s good to be cautious. So you got the concert ticket yourself?”

Zhu Xiangxiang lowered her eyes and pinched the handle of her coffee cup, “A friend gave it to me.”

Lu Yao raised an eyebrow, “A friend?”

“A very close friend. He can’t reveal his identity, so don’t ask.”

Lu Yao laughed, “This song ‘The White Dress’ is quite pleasant. It’s written by Qu Feitai. Many people think it’s about someone; who do you think it’s about?”

As she spoke, she observed the young girl’s reaction carefully, not missing a single flicker of emotion.

Zhu Xiangxiang hesitated for a moment, then her face blushed, “I want to enter the entertainment industry for someone. I want to stand closer to him so that one day, I can stand alongside him.”

Her eyes shifted from confusion to determination, and her watery eyes were quite moving.

Lu Yao couldn’t help but laugh, “Believe me, you will achieve your wishes.”

She looked at the white dress the girl was wearing and smiled.

Her magazine’s KPI for this month, no, this year would be met.

As she left the coffee shop and stood in the sunlight, Zhu Xiangxiang squinted at the heavy traffic on the roadside.

Zhu Mingjing, this time, I won’t be soft-hearted anymore.

I will take back everything you snatched from me.

I will make you taste the bitterness of being forsaken and driven out of The

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