From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 167 - 167: 084 Marriage Fate (First Update)

The woman who walked in was wearing the latest fashion of the season, high heels, her long hair pulled back into a bun, carrying a limited edition handbag in the crook of her arm, her makeup exquisite and dazzling, exuding an aura that seemed to stretch for a meter and a half.

On the contrary, the young girl behind her had a memorable face, her delicate features as if formed by the Creator’s careful touch, her cascading long hair and plain long skirt, a gentle and watery smile on her face, like a breeze in April, gently brushing past.

There are many kinds of beauty: stunning and fiery, charming and flowery, sweet as honey, and pure as water, but none compare to the pity at the corners of this young girl’s eyebrows.

There’s a kind of beauty that transcends the river of time and space, washing away all sins, lavishing mercy on all living beings; her smile, accompanied by the plucking of a flower, is eternal in an instant.

She walked slowly with a sacred light, her eyes slightly closed and her mouthcurled up in a gentle smile, as if she could embrace all the sins of this world, and all the filth in those pair of clear and wise eyes had nowhere to hide.

In that moment, people couldn’t help but want to crawl on the ground, receive the glory of the pilgrimage, and redeem a lifetime of sins.

Madam Li murmured, “Master Zhu.’

She was the first to stand up, with a respectful look.

The others were still in a daze. Although it was not their first time seeing this genuine daughter of fortune, each encounter could cause a strong impact on their psyche.

Among these ladies, there were those who sought blessings and worshiped Buddha all year round. Wealthy people, in order to maintain their fortunes or seek psychological comfort, were the most superstitious. At this moment, facing the young girl, they seemed to feel the baptism of divine light, instantly relieved, as if all their worries had vanished.

“Master Zhu?” Mrs. Gao looked at Madam Li.

“Yes, Master Zhu is very powerful. Don’t be fooled by her young age; her cultivation is very profound. You’ve heard about Madam Song’s incident the other day…”. Madam Li quickly recounted the causes and consequences of Jiao Mei’s troubles and emphasized her own illness a few days ago.

“Master Zhu really is the reincarnation of a bodhisattva.” Madam Li sighed.

Everyone’s gaze at Ming Jing changed.

Lin Qing, whose limelight had been stolen, wasn’t the least bit upset. This was her first time hearing about these things. She turned to look at Ming Jing, was her daughter really this amazing? At first, she even disliked her for being a nun. Lin Qing awkwardly scratched her nose.

Mrs. Gao still took it with a grain of salt because Zhu Mingjing looked way too young. The renowned monks were all over fifty years old, but this girl was only sixteen.

These ladies sometimes brought their daughters to gatherings so they could build connections within the social circle. Gao Jia, Ye Lan, and Li Qingyao were among them. Hearing Madam Li’s words, the three chuckled.

Young people didn’t believe in these things, especially when the opponent was a girl younger than them. Who did she think she was trying to fool by acting like some high monk?

“A little nun putting on this act, she really thinks she’s a great monk.” Gao Jia scoffed softly.

“Maybe Ms. Zhu has her own merits,” Ye Lan suggested.

“Her merit is fooling people. Madam Li is completely convinced, Qingyao, you should go back and talk some sense into your mother, don’t let her be deceived by a little girl.”

Li Qingyao replied, “Thank you for your concern, Ms. Gao, but whether my mother believes it or not is her own business. If Ms. Zhu can make her happy, I should be grateful to her.”

“She’s playing the cult of personality game, and she’s quite calculative for her age. In no time, she’s got the hearts of all these wealthy ladies, firmly establishing herself in Jiangzhou.”

Gao Jia’s eyes turned, “She’s supposed to be able to predict the future, right? I’ll have her pick up a rock and smash her own foot.” Ye Lan whispered, “This… doesn’t seem right.”

“It’s even worse for her to deceive people.”

The two took their seats, and for a moment, all sorts of uneasy glances fell upon Ming Jing. Ming Jing was unruffled, looking very much like a true master.

“Ms. Zhu, Madam Li speaks so highly of you, I’m really curious. Can you calculate my marriage fate? I heard that your Buddhism can predict these things very accurately. If you can’t, you won’t live up to everyone’s adoration of you.” Gao Jia placed extra emphasis on the word ‘adoration’.

Madam Li frowned and glanced at Gao Jia, how could she talk like that to Master Zhu?

Lin Qing could see that Ms. Gao was deliberately making things difficult for Ming Jing, and was about to speak up for her when she saw Ming Jing shook her head gently..