From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Bo Yujiang raised his hand to lightly brush away the hair that had fallen by his ear and said softly, “Nana and I just happened to be passing by, so we dropped in to take a look. Knowing you’re so busy, we didn’t want to bother you.”

“You don’t need to be so polite with me. It makes us seem distant. Let me take you home, and then I’ll pay a visit to the old lady.”

“Auntie,” Bo Lianye happily ran over.

Following her, Su Wen approached and respectfully greeted, “Hello, Auntie Bo, Mr. Liu.”

Bo Yujiang nodded with a smile, looking at the certificate and medals in Bo Lianye’s hands, “Congratulations, Lianye.”

Bo Lianye’s lips curled up in a slightly smug smile. Su Wen had seen Bo Lianye as a dignified and composed girl most of the time, but now she was showing her playful side, only in the presence of her family.

Su Wen was extremely envious.

The Bos had such a close bond, especially the twin aunts and uncle who doted on Lianye.

Not only did Su Wen envy Lianye’s doting aunts and uncle, but she also envied her for having such outstanding ones.

Uncle Bo was a medical prodigy, and at the age of twenty, his paper was published in the world’s top medical journal, The Lancet. He was not only the youngest author but also the only Hua Country medical student to win an academic award for his paper, which sparked a wave of interest at the international level. Later, Uncle Bo conducted several major surgeries abroad and became world-renowned.

He was soon to return to Hua Country and had already accepted a position as the director of cardiothoracic surgery at the State Medical College, making him the youngest director there. Even Jingzhou Medical University was actively inviting him to be a distinguished professor, but Uncle Bo had not yet responded. Balancing his research and clinical practice abroad, he made remarkable contributions to Hua Country’s international reputation in the medical field. His return was considered a triumphant one.

Auntie Bo was also a legendary figure, having written several award-winning books. Her most famous work, Wind on the Clouds, set a publication record in the declining publishing industry and was hailed as the pinnacle of martial arts fiction. Moreover, she made the list of Forbes’ richest authors multiple times thanks to her copyrights.

Due to her family background, she didn’t like to appear in the public eye because the identity of being a daughter of the Bos was too showy. Even more popular was her pen name, Xiang Kui, which was a household name in the literary world.

Su Wen had read Wind on the Clouds over and over, admiring Auntie Bo more and more, and feeling increasingly envious of Bo Lianye.

“Is the gold medal made of pure gold?” Xie Zhen bit down on it and almost chipped her teeth, grimacing in pain.

Liu Muxue rolled her eyes, speechless at her uncouth behavior.

“Idiot, if it was all made of pure gold, the organizers would go bankrupt,” he said.

“Ah? It’s fake.”

“Even an Olympic gold medal isn’t made of pure gold.”

Xie Zhen returned the gold medal to Ming Jing and touched her silver one. “Mr. Liu has already announced the IMO team, and among us five, Ming Jing, you, and Song Yinzhang made it. I’m so happy for you; you can now gain admission to Huaqing University without examination, right?”

Those sixty students who made it to the national training team were guaranteed admission to the top universities of Hua Country. As for the students ranked second and third, it wasn’t possible to gain admission directly. They also had to participate in the college entrance examination and get a score-based discount based on their prior achievements and rankings in various competitions. Generally, though, they would also receive preferential treatment in terms of score reductions from several top provincial universities, such as Jiangzhou University.

This trip to Jingzhou had yielded quite a few rewards.

Everyone had been studying hard for over a decade for that one college entrance exam. Now, with Ming Jing, Liu Muxue, and Song Yinzhang scoring high and bowing out of that contest, it felt like a relief.

Although envious, Su Wen could only study harder and strive to enter the same university as them the following year.

“Ming Jing!”

Someone called Ming Jing’s name from behind. Ming Jing stopped and Liu Muxue and Xie Zhen instinctively looked back.

A woman in a red coat approached them. She had wavy, curly hair and looked quite sexy and attractive. Despite the cold winter weather, she wore a black, hollow knit dress that was very revealing. The bright red coat was eye-catching, and even at first glance, she left a deep impression.

As the woman got closer, Xie Zhen couldn’t help but frown. Expecting a beautiful woman, she was disappointed to see a face that clearly had undergone plastic surgery. The double eyelid sutures seemed fresh, as there was still some swelling on the eyelids, and the chin was sharp enough to poke someone. The woman’s face perfectly embodied the essence of the term “snake face.”