From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 215 - 215: 103 Willingly (First Update)

“Hurry up, don’t dawdle, do you really want to be stuck here?”

Qu Feitai bent over, his tall frame barely peeking out before getting stuck. Song

Yinzhang stifled his laughter, wishing he could capture this moment to show Feitai’s fans how pathetic their idol looked trying to squeeze through a dog hole.

Song Yinzhang pushed at his waist, and with a snap, Qu Feitai howled in pain as he successfully wriggled his way out of the dog hole.

“Song Yinzhang, screw you….” An angry young voice was heard cursing from behind the wall.

Song Yinzhang, shorter and much thinner than Qu Feitai, swiftly crawled out.

Brushing the dust off his shoulder, Song Yinzhang patted Qu Feitai’s shoulder with a grin, “Consider it a life experience, how does it feel?”

“Horrible, having lunch with you today was a huge mistake.” Qu Feitai turned and walked away.

Song Yinzhang quickly caught up. The alley was quiet, seldom frequented by others. A white sedan was parked near the entrance of the alley.

Song Yinzhang pointed to the car, “Our ride’s here, let’s get in.”

Qu Feitai was about to get in when a flash of white light caught his eye, leaving him momentarily stunned.

“What are you dawdling for? Get in the car!” Song Yinzhang urged from behind.

Qu Feitai narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips, and got into the car.

Song Yinzhang walked around to the passenger side and hopped in.

The engine roared to life, and they quietly pulled out of the alley and onto the main road.

Just to the right of the intersection was the entrance to Zhuxiang Building, which was currently mobbed with people. Even three police cars on scene couldn’t keep the crowd under control.

There were many people gathered at the intersection as well. Du Ze honked the horn and some people instinctively stepped aside, allowing their otherwise inconspicuous vehicle to merge into the stream of traffic.

No one knew that the very celebrity they were crazily chasing after was sitting right inside this sedan, disappearing right under their noses.

Song Yinzhang turned to Ming Jing, chuckling, “Thanks a lot, Ming Jing. We would’ve been at a total loss without you.”

Ming Jing?

Qu Feitai raised an eyebrow.

In his line of sight was the trailing end of a graceful white dress, like a blooming lily, emanating a faint fragrance.

But he had never smelled this scent before, unlike any ordinary floral perfume. It was more reminiscent of a mountain spring, a snow lotus, and clear lake water. A clean, invigorating scent that refreshes the senses.

“No problem, it was my pleasure.” A girl’s gentle, cold voice fell softly into his ears, feeling like a fragrant spring breeze, bringing with it the warmth and bloom of spring.

As a singer, Qu Feitai was especially sensitive to voices. He had heard countless high-pitched, dolphin-like female voices before. They were gifts granted by God. This voice, however, could be called the provision supplied by God.

Spiritual and ethereal, gentle as water, leaving one feeling as if they had fallen into a dream where everything around them seemed unreal.

This was the voice worthy of being called heavenly.

Qu Feitai tapped his finger rhythmically on his knee.

“I saw the news today. You signed a major project with Shenzhou Group. Awesome!” Song Yinzhang genuinely praised.

Ming Jing was now on par with Shen Zhou, and the news had almost driven their school forum crazy. Yet, Song Yinzhang wasn’t surprised.

He had known for a long time that this girl was extraordinary.

A dragon in hiding would one day ascend to the heavens.

“Where can I drop you off?” Ming Jing changed the subject, clearly not wanting to discuss the previous topic further.

Song Yinzhang looked at Qu Feitai.

“The Jiangzhou Hotel, thank you.”

Du Ze steered onto the next intersection to join the elevated highway.

It was neither rush hour in the morning nor evening, and the Jiangzhou Hotel was not far away. It only took about fifteen minutes to get there.

The car stopped at the entrance of the Jiangzhou Hotel.

Before getting out of the car, Qu Feitai glanced at the girl sitting next to him.

Pursing his lips, he quietly said, “Thank you.”

Then got out of the car.

With the car door closing, the sedan drove off into the distance without a trace of hesitation.

“Xiao Fei, hurry back and get some rest.”

Noticing Feitai continued to stare off into the direction the car disappeared, which was now a tiny speck, Song Yinzhang couldn’t help but pat his shoulder.

“Ming Jing is really nice, you’ll see.”

Qu Feitai coughed lightly, “What does that have to do with me.” He then turned and walked into the hotel.

Song Yinzhang shook his head with a smile, thinking to himself how this kid was always so proud.

As soon as Qu Feitai got out of the elevator, Huang Chao rushed out of the room in a panic. Seeing Feitai, he shrieked and rushed over, looking him up and down, “I just woke up and saw the news. Are you okay? My goodness..”