From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 370
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Chapter 370: 169 Unsteady (One more)_3
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Lin Qing’s face was somewhat embarrassed, she did not expect both of them to not give her face, even though she was the head of the family.
Zhu Shaodan sneered: “Since when did our family have to look at the face of a yellow-haired girl? Mom, you give her too much face. The company was built by you and Dad with painstaking efforts. Now she is reaping the benefits, appearing indifferent on the surface, but in fact, she has deep schemes. I think she came back this time with a premeditated plan, the ultimate goal is to swallow up Zhu Group. How come it’s such a coincidence that she just came back and the company is in trouble? And my dad, even though he did something wrong, he has already paid the price. That’s her biological father, she actually sacrificed family ties for great justice and gained a good reputation. Poor dad…”
Zhu Xiangxiang stood behind Lin Qing, and their eyes met with Zhu Shaodan.
Both of them hooked the corners of their mouths at the same time.
Zhu Wentao was a taboo in Lin Qing’s heart, and now that Zhu Shaodan mentioned him, it hurt her deeply in one corner of her heart.
Her body swayed, and Zhu Xiangxiang quickly supported her, “Mom, mom, are you okay?”
Lin Qing waved her hand, “I’m fine.”
Lin Qing looked at Zhu Shaodan: “Ming Jing is your blood sister, be good to her in the future. She has made a lot of contributions to this family. I just want you siblings to help each other and get along well, I have no other requirements.”
Zhu Shaodan pursed his lips, not knowing where that bastard came from, and how he was worthy of being my sister.
Lin Qing thought of something and looked at Zhu Shaodan: “I have already arranged your school. Starting from tomorrow, go to school and study obediently. If you dare to mess around again, I’ll break your legs.”
She snorted and took Zhu Xiangxiang upstairs.
Zhu Xiangxiang asked, “Mom, which school did you arrange for Shaodan?”
“Shengde High School. I donated a library for this school. This boy is driving me crazy, staying out all day and mixing with some unscrupulous people. You will have to watch over him for me at school.”
Zhu Xiangxiang hooked her lips: “Mom, don’t worry, I will take good care of Shaodan at school.”
“Then I can rest assured.”
“Go to school?” Zhu Shaodan jumped up like an angry rooster. He had a grudge with school all his life.
Thinking of Master Xiao’s instructions, Zhu Shaodan could only endure it temporarily.
There is a long way to go.
“Lynn, come quickly, there’s a good show tonight, that Wang Quan bastard offended old Qian and is about to be punished…”
“I’ll be right there.” Zhu Shaodan excitedly got on his beloved little motorcycle, took two steps, and stalled.
He looked down and saw the tire was flat.
“Motherfucker, my tire was deflated in my own home. Who’s so despicable?” Zhu Shaodan cursed with his hands on his hips.
Uncle Wen cowered in a corner with tears in his eyes. I’m sorry, young master, I had no choice but to follow Madam’s orders.
Zhu Xiangxiang looked at everything in the room, familiar as it was when she left: silk bed sheets and covers, a wardrobe full of luxurious dresses, famous brand shoes and bags, and a row of expensive skincare products on the dressing table.
Zhu Xiangxiang rolled comfortably on the bed. She didn’t realize her fortune in the past. Only after experiencing life at the Dengs’ house did she realize the gap between ordinary people and the rich. She vowed never to return to the Dengs’ small broken house again! Never again!
Zhu Mingjing, it’s not clear yet who will have the last laugh.
She just noticed that Lin Qing’s expression wasn’t quite right. She now knows how important it is to hold Lin Qing’s heart. She should be clear about what Lin Qing thinks and needs to perform well in front of Lin Qing. As soon as she left her room, she saw Ming Jing walking towards her.
Zhu Xiangxiang hooked her lips: “Ming Jing, it’s been a long time. I haven’t congratulated you on becoming a big star yet.”
Ming Jing smiled faintly, her eyes deep and unfathomable. Zhu Xiangxiang couldn’t bear to look directly at her and subconsciously looked away.
“The cycle of cause and effect is always accurate. Today’s cause will result in tomorrow’s consequences. I hope that one day you will not regret the choices you made today.”
“Do you know how much I hate your sanctimonious look? As if everything you say and do is correct, as if you are the existence of truth in this world. But what are you? A nest-stealing liar. Who are you to lecture me?”
Ming Jing squinted her eyes and smiled lightly.
Zhu Xiangxiang looked at her, her heart beating fast.
Why was she so calm? Why could she still smile?
She held her greatest secret, shouldn’t she be in a panic, fearful and uneasy?
“You’ve made some progress at last. I hope you won’t disappoint me too much in the future.” Ming Jing smiled faintly and went back to her room, passing her by.
Zhu Xiangxiang stood in place, baffled. What did she mean?
Nothing she had imagined happened; Zhu Xiangxiang’s heart grew more and more uneasy. Zhu Ming Jing never played by the rules. Was this another one of her schemes? For a moment, all of Zhu Xiangxiang’s confidence began to waver.
It was 10 p.m. late at night, and a barbecue restaurant by the roadside was still crowded.
In the corner, a man with half-white hair and a wizened face was guzzling beer, drowning his sorrows but only adding to his melancholy.
“Boss lady, beer, I want beer.” The man drunkenly hollered.
His words drew the attention of many people.
The man cursed: “What are you looking at? Keep looking and I’ll gouge out your eyeballs. Imagine back in the day… How majestic it was when I was with Master Wen…”
The man was drunk, babbling nonsense, and a table of heavily tattooed men exchanged glances, laughing sinisterly, threw away their cigarettes, walked to the man, and kicked his chair over.
“Old man, you just said you were going to gouge out my eyeballs? You’re quite bold.” The tattooed man sneered.
The boss lady saw that there was going to be trouble, and quickly came out to mediate.
“Don’t worry, boss lady, we’re law-abiding citizens.” The tattooed man said and grabbed the man by the collar, dragging him out of the barbecue restaurant.
“Let go of me, you bunch of dog bastards, do you know…know who I am? I’ll scare…scare you to death.” The man slurred drunkenly.
The group of tattooed men laughed: “Tell us so we can open our eyes.”
“Do you know who Ran Bowen is?” The man was leaning against a tree, throwing up.
Several people looked at each other: “Why does this name sound so familiar?”
Someone slapped their forehead: “Isn’t this Ran Bowen, the founder of Qinglong Association? He’s Master Xiao’s uncle!”
Mentioning Master Xiao, their legs turned to jelly in an instant.
“Look at how weak you guys are. This old man looks so wimpy. He’s not even worthy of being Master Wen’s dog. Besides, Ran Bowen has been dead for over a decade, and his dogs must have died long ago too. What’s there to be afraid of? Now it’s Master Xiao’s world.”
“Who knows if he’s telling the truth or not? It doesn’t matter, he bumped into me, so he’s unlucky.”
Fists rained down like a storm, and the man wailed: “The world is so unfair. Master Wen, if you have a spirit in heaven, please show me a way.”
Suddenly, a cold shout rang out: “Stop it!”
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