From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Ming Jing didn’t answer her. She walked over to the kneeling waiter, looking down at him from a higher position.

Her gaze was deep and hard to fathom.

The waiter had known from the moment she switched from champagne to red wine that the true heiress of the Zhu family, Zhu Xiangxiang, was smart. She probably had figured it out. Lucky for him, if she went along, he could get away scot-free.

So when he locked eyes with her, he couldn’t help but tremble.

“When was the last time they contacted you?”

Li Jiaojiao frowned. “You already have solid evidence; why are you still asking? You don’t believe that Zhu Xiangxiang would harm you? Don’t be deceived by this woman!”

Ming Jing ignored her and just stared quietly at the kneeling waiter.

Li Jiaojiao was furious, and Zhao Qin shook her head slightly at her.

Standing here, no one was a fool. Insisting stubbornly would only backfire.

Although her gaze was faint, it invisibly exerted a strong pressure on the waiter, turning his face pale.

“Seven twenty-three, just twenty-five minutes ago,” Jiang Jinchen said.

Ming Jing nodded, looking at Uncle Wen. “Uncle Wen, are there any surveillance cameras in the hall?”

Uncle Wen nodded. ‘Yes, the entire hall is monitored with no dead zones.”

Uncle Wen understood Ming Jing’s intentions at once. “Miss, wait a moment, I’ll take care of it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and hurried away.

Zhao Qin sensed trouble and was about to signal Sun Qingqing, but Ming Jing suddenly looked at her.

However, the words were addressed to Li Jiaojiao. “I’m very grateful to Ms. Li for caring so much about my affairs. Ming Jing is grateful.”

Li Jiaojiao snorted coldly. “I think you’re turning kindness into ingratitude. The evidence is irrefutable. Why are you still investigating? As long as you’re around, Zhu Xiangxiang will always be a fake heiress, and vice versa. How can you be so stupid?”

Li Jiaojiao had paved the way for Ming Jing, who only needed to follow the flow. Ming Jing would first ruin Zhu Xiangxiang’s reputation, which would benefit everyone.

Li Jiaojiao despised Ming Jing’s naivety and had never seen such a sanctimonious woman.

Zhu Xiangxiang was not stupid. She knew that the whole set-up tonight was probably orchestrated by Li Jiaojiao. Ming Jing could have just sat back and watched, which was what Zhu Xiangxiang had expected. But she never thought…

Zhu Xiangxiang’s emotions were mixed.

“I only seek the truth,” Ming Jing said calmly and gracefully. When her words fell on everyone’s ears, they suddenly found her figure to be imposing.

Jiang Jinchen stared deeply at her.

Uncle Wen quickly returned with a USB flash drive in his hand. He handed it to

Jiang Jinchen. ‘Master Jiang, please play the video copied inside.”

Zhu Xiangxiang was also someone he had watched grow up, and he would not allow anyone to slander her.

Jiang Jinchen did as asked, and Ming Jing glanced at the video. “The surveillance clearly shows that Zhu Xiangxiang was talking to someone at seven twenty-three. She didn’t have her phone.”

As soon as the words landed, the crowd broke into discussion. “So it turns out

Zhu Xiangxiang was wronged? My goodness! Who could be so vicious and

come up with such a treacherous plan?”

“It’s killing two birds with one stone. Mrs. Zhu, has your family offended someone? They’re using such ruthless means.”

At this moment, Zhou Ling stepped forward and said, “I can testify. At that time, Miss Zhu Xiangxiang was talking to me.”

Now the expressions on everyone’s faces were interesting. They looked at Zhu Xiangxiang, then at Zhou Ling, and finally landed on Lin Qing.

Zhou Ling had no reason to help Zhu Xiangxiang. Her statement was all the more credible for that.

Lin Qing’s face was even darker than when she first found out that Zhu Xiangxiang was the mastermind.

Uncle Wen said, “This video proves Miss Zhu Xiangxiang’s innocence, but further investigation is needed for the rest.”

“Call the police,” Lin Qing said coldly.Sun Qingqing panicked and instinctively grabbed Zhao Qin’s arm.

Ming Jing squinted and smiled lightly.

Although the banquet ended on an unhappy note, everyone had enjoyed a good show and deemed the trip worthwhile.

Even though the real culprit wasn’t found, it was a slight regret, but from now on, there would be one more name in the circle of socialites in Jiangzhou.

“Was it really not Zhu Xiangxiang? Actually, I guessed it was her right after the incident, only she had the motive. After meeting the true heiress, I became even more convinced.”

“Doing this would be like telling everyone that there are three hundred taels of silver here. She wouldn’t be so foolish.”

“Well, you never know, a woman’s jealousy is a terrifying thing.”

“I think Zhu Xiangxiang’s suspicions haven’t been cleared. What if she had someone else do it for her? This kind of cover-up doesn’t convince me.”

“But you know, if I were Zhu Xiangxiang, I would probably be insanely jealous of the real heiress. The key is, the real heiress didn’t hold a grudge and actually helped her out. None of us thought about checking the surveillance, so clever and magnanimous. Zhu Xiangxiang’s loss was well deserved.”

“Actually, if Zhu Mingjing had said nothing at that time, Zhu Xiangxiang would have been rendered speechless and left with no defense, everyone would pin the blame solely on her, then Zhu Mingjing’s position as the real heiress would be even more secure. But she stood up and cleared Zhu Xiangxiang’s suspicion. At such a young age, she has the magnanimity and kindness to do so. It’s really quite rare.”

“Yes, Zhu Xiangxiang’s grace as the number one socialite is nothing more than

that. ”

“I think Zhu Mingjing is the only one deserving of the title of the number one socialite. She’s both talented and beautiful, and incredibly humble too. It’s hard to believe she grew up in the countryside. I’ve heard that Madam Jiang values her a great deal and came tonight on her behalf…”

Everyone discussed as they left the hotel and went their separate ways.

Jiang Jinchen, Charles Gao, and Bai Ziyan were the last to leave. Bai Ziyan whispered to Ming Jing, “I’m definitely making friends with you. I’ll come over to your house tomorrow. Wait for me there.”

Jiang Jinchen grabbed his collar and pulled him away. Charles Gao sighed, having not been able to help much, and also left.

“Ms. Li, Ms. Zhao, Ms. Ye, Ms. Gao, and Ms. Sun, please take care.” Ming Jing personally escorted the five out.

Li Jiaojiao stared at her deeply and sneered, “You’re really good, Zhu Mingjing.” Ming Jing smiled faintly, “I accept your kind words, Ms. Li.”

That feeling was like a punch in cotton, making Li Jiaojiao choke with anger.

“So you used our plan against us, gained a good reputation while making fools of all of us. Are you happy?

She scoffed coldly, “We’ll see!” and left in a huff.

Zhao Qin patted Ming Jing’s hand, her eyes mysterious as she asked, “Ming

Jing, can you forgive me?”

There was no need for beating around the bush between intelligent people.

Ming Jing dispassionately brushed Zhao Qin’s hand away and a set of Buddhist beads appeared on her fair, jade-like fingers.

“Jealousy causes deep sorrow when one sees the prosperity of others. This discontent derives from greed, anger, and ignorance, all of which arise from the root of self-attachment.”

Her eyes seemed to see through all the filth and grime in the world, leaving nowhere to hide.

Zhao Qin’s scalp tingled, contemplating carefully, “According to the master’s opinion, how should I handle this?”

“The attachment to self is the root of all afflictions. If there is no attachment to self, there will be no afflictions.”

Zhao Qin pressed her palms together, her face a picture of devotion, “I have learned from this. I will take the opportunity to listen to the master’s teachings in the future.”

With that, she turned and left.

Gao Jia stared at Ming Jing with a strange look in her eyes, muttering, “You little nun, so unlucky,” before walking away.

Ye Lan gave Ming Jing a friendly smile before quickly catching up to Gao Jia.

For some reason, Sun Qingqing was particularly afraid of Ming Jing. The moment Ming Jing looked at her, she fled in a panic.

Ming Jing shook her head with a wry smile, “One thought of anger brings forth a myriad of obstacles. The long road of cultivation lies in seeking up and down.”

“Amitofo, well said..”