From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

“Let him go back. I’m not seeing anyone during my recovery.” A calm, gentle voice came from inside, neither hurried nor slow, a warm current surging in the cold weather.

Han Suwen replied and went downstairs.

Many people want to meet the young lady lately. Madam Zhu and her mother-in-law had been turned away several times, let alone this Mr. Ran.

Hearing Han Suwen’s instructions, the security office called back and told them to refuse all visitors who asked to see the young lady.

A low-key luxury car was parked at the green belt at the entrance. Ye Jian hurried over with an umbrella and got into the car.

“Now it is difficult to meet Ms. Ming Jing, I didn’t expect our Master Xiao to also be turned away.” Ye Jian teased, but sensing the wrong atmosphere in the car, he immediately closed his mouth.

The man glanced at the high-rise buildings inside the community, flicked the dust off his coat with his fingers, and said indifferently, “Let’s go.”

No sooner had the car left than another one arrived and was stopped by security.

The car window rolled down, revealing the pretty face of the woman: “Brother security, I’m here to see Ming Jing.”

Another person looking for Ms. Ming Jing? The security officer frowned and said ruthlessly, “She’s not seeing anyone. She told me herself.”

“What’s wrong with you? You haven’t even talked to Ming Jing. How do you know she won’t see us? If you don’t believe me, just call her and tell her that her best friend Tao Xingxing is here to see her. Let’s see if she’ll let us in. If she doesn’t, I’ll twist my head off and let you use it as a soccer ball.” A cute head with a bun hairstyle poked out from the back seat and silenced the security guard with her words.

Resigned, the security guard made the call, which Han Suwen answered again. This time, after two minutes, the call was approved.

The security guard was amazed. These were the only people who could see Ming Jing out of the many who had come in recent days. It seemed they really were Ming Jing’s best friends.

The car slowly entered as the security raised the barrier, and Tao Xingxing playfully hummed, “I told you I’m Ming Jing’s best friend, she would definitely let me in.”

Wu Jiaqi said, “Alright, don’t flaunt it, we know you’re close to Ming Jing.”

“Of course, Ming Jing won’t see anyone but me. That shows how important I am to her.”

Wu Jiaqi’s face looked worried, but the excited Tao Xingxing did not notice.

They parked in a parking spot following the security guard’s instructions and got out of the car with bags full of nutritional products. A young girl came over, “Miss Tao, the young lady asked me to come down to meet you. Please follow me.”

Tao Xingxing and Xiao Ying had met in the hospital. Tao Xingxing giggled, “Don’t call me Miss, it sounds so weird. Just call me Xingxing.”

Xiao Ying smiled, “Let’s go.”

Tao Xingxing wondered in her heart, why did the people around Ming Jing become more and more like her? Could it be the saying, ‘Birds of a feather flock together’?

Once Tao Xingxing saw Ming Jing, she burst into tears and hugged her tightly.

“I was terrified when I saw the news. You didn’t answer my calls and then went offline. Do you know how worried I was?” Tao Xingxing cried with snot and tears.

Ming Jing gently patted her shoulder and smiled, “I’m okay.”

Tao Xingxing stepped back and looked Ming Jing up and down, her gaze finally falling on the bandaged left arm. “I’ve heard from Uncle Han, and you’re telling me you’re okay, it must have been so painful.”

Ming Jing shook her head and smiled, looking at Wu Jiaqi and nodding slightly, “Aunt Wu, I’m sorry to have worried you.”

“You’re too sensible, child. If it were Xingxing, she would have made a scene. You need to take good care of your wound. I’ve got this ointment from a famous old Chinese doctor. It’s a secret formula for burns, and it won’t leave scars. apply it every day and night. With such good skin, it would be a pity to leave any scars.”

“Thank you, Aunt Wu, I will apply it on time.”

“No need to be formal with me.”

Han Suwen came in with tea, snacks, and a fruit plate. Wu Jiaqi looked at Ming Jing without a sound, her heart slightly heavy.

“Ming Jing, there are rumors spreading around the school that you’ve offended the Rans and will have a terrible ending. This infuriated me, and I beat up the rumor spreaders. Later, I found out that these rumors all came from Li Jiaojiao. She must be in cahoots with Zhao Qin, taking this opportunity to cause you trouble. Anyway, I’m not afraid of them. If they continue to spread rumors about you, I won’t let them off easily.”

Wu Jiaqi sighed helplessly, “You’re getting called in by the teacher again, aren’t you? You’re old enough to be embarrassed! I still am.”

“Mom! It’s those people who are wrong. You’ve always taught me to be a just person, to help others when there’s injustice, especially my best friend who is being bullied. If they continue to spread Ming Jing’s rumors, I’ll surely beat them up. Humph, who’s afraid of them?”Wu Jiaqi looked at Tao Xingxing with her eyebrows raised and full of enthusiasm for justice. She stole a glance, feeling somewhat overwhelmed and subconsciously sighed.

When she looked up, she met a pair of pitch-black eyes, seeming to penetrate everything, leaving no place for her carefully hidden secrets to hide.

Wu Jiaqi felt a tightness in her heart and shuffled her gaze away in a flustered panic.

“Xingxing, your intentions are good, but you need to be tactful. Standing up against bad people is not the smartest choice. Hurting your enemy a thousand times may result in harming yourself eight hundred times. Have you won then? Good and evil will eventually be repaid, it’s just a matter of time,” Ming Jing said gently, her voice carrying a faint hint of laughter, unhurried and like a warm breeze in spring.

However, Tao Xingxing disagreed: “I don’t want that. Watching the villains get away only angers me more. What if I die from anger? How long do I have to wait for their punishment? To settle scores promptly is the way of us folks.” Tao Xingxing waved her fist, her face full of chivalry.

Ming Jing suddenly laughed: “It’s my narrow-mindedness.”

Tao Xingxing suddenly clutched her stomach: “Where’s the bathroom?”

Han Suwen quickly said: “Come with me, I’ll take you to the restroom.”

Tao Xingxing hurriedly went.

Wu Jiaqi sighed helplessly: “That child, she ate something bad last night and now her stomach is upset. She never lets me have peace of mind.”

Ming Jing smiled faintly: “She’s lively and adorable, nothing like her father.”

Wu Jiaqi’s expression faltered, and she subconsciously clenched her fists, stealing a glance at Ming Jing.

The young girl sat there calmly, gentle like a spring painting.

Could it be just her imagination?

“Aunt Wu, you’ve raised Xingxing very well. You’re an excellent mother. She’s righteous, optimistic, and lively. There’s not a trace of dirt or filth in those clear eyes of hers, and she has a heart as transparent as crystal. But…”

Ming Jing’s tone changed, and although it was still gentle, Wu Jiaqi’s heart started pounding.

“Too rigid is easily broken. You want to protect your daughter, but can you protect her for the rest of her life? Secrets are secrets because one day they will be revealed to the world.”

“Crash.” The cup fell to the floor, and Wu Jiaqi hurriedly squat down to pick it up, but a shard pierced her finger.

The young girl gently wiped the blood from her fingertip and patiently disinfected and applied a bandage.

“Who… who are you?”

“It doesn’t matter who I am. You just need to know that I will protect Xingxing and let her live happily and carefree forever, without being affected by filth and dirt.”

Wu Jiaqi looked blankly at the gentle and beautiful young girl in front of her, her heart as desolate as the unending rain outside the window, swept over by a cold wind.

“When… when did you find out? What is your purpose?”

“Madam, don’t be nervous. Xingxing is innocent. I will fulfill her father’s last wish and protect her forever.”

Wu Jiaqi’s eyes widened in shock, full of terror and disbelief.

Ming Jing opened her palm and handed something over, closing her hand into a fist.

Tao Xingxing came out and saw the two squatting on the ground, and Wu Jiaqi looked even stranger, as if she had lost her soul. She couldn’t help but ask: “What are you two whispering about?”

Ming Jing smiled gently: “Aunt Wu accidentally knocked over a cup, and her finger was cut by the broken glass. I was helping her bandage the wound.”

Tao Xingxing immediately rushed over in a panic: “Mom, did you hurt your hand? Is it serious?”

Wu Jiaqi took a deep breath and put on a smile again: “It’s nothing, just a small injury… ”

Until they left Ming Jing’s house, Wu Jiaqi remained somewhat out of sorts.

Walking in the underground garage, with Tao Xingxing hopping and skipping ahead, Wu Jiaqi raised her right hand and slowly opened her fingers.

Seeing the object in her palm, she instantly covered her mouth and nose, tears streaming down her face.