From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

The air of casualness Qu Feitai was maintaining disappeared in an instant, leaving him looking embarrassed.

Song Yinzhang shook his head: “We can only call a substitute driver.”

The three of them sat in the car, waiting for the substitute driver to arrive.

Qu Feitai, fearful of being recognized, put on a hat and a mask. Song Yinzhang sat in the passenger seat, while Ming Jing and Qu Feitai sat in the backseat.

The substitute driver was a young man in his twenties. At the sight of this limited edition sports car, he realized he was dealing with a rich second-generation kid and became very chatty as soon as he got in the car.

He babbled endlessly while he drove, but no one paid him any attention. The car’s interior lights were off, leaving the backseat in complete darkness and making it impossible to see anything clearly. Naturally, the substitute driver had no idea who was sitting in the back.

They first dropped off Song Yinzhang. Before getting out of the car, he turned to the other two and said, “See you at the airport tomorrow morning.”

Li Shi heard a deep “hmm” from the backseat. It must have come from a very young man, whose voice brimmed with a sexy allure.

The car started off again. Li Shi, desperate for conversation, started, “You’re going to Tonghe Shengshi, right? As far as I know, the houses there are hundreds of thousands per square meter. All the rich people in Jiangzhou live there. Even if I drive for a lifetime, I couldn’t afford a single bathroom there…ah…”

No one responded to him, so he just went on talking to himself, his words filled with covetous longing for the wealth of the rich and a cynical view of the world.

“Stop the nonsense and concentrate on driving.” Qu Feitai couldn’t stand it anymore and interjected coldly.

His grip on the steering wheel shivered, and he obediently drove quietly.

The car drove into the underground garage, and Li Shi got out and left. After walking a few steps, he thought better of it and sneaked back, hiding behind a pillar.

The car door opened and two figures, one in black and one in white, stepped out. They stood out starkly in the gloomy underground garage.

The figure in black was a tall man, and the figure in white was a girl whose skirt swished delicately in her walk, flowing like the wind.

He suddenly realized he recognized the girl in white. “Isn’t that…Isn’t that Ming Jing?”

She was even more beautiful than a star. But while stars only had their faces, their minds lacked substance and they were just empty flower vases. Ming Jing was different. She was a proper elite lady, a real academic genius. You couldn’t find a second face like hers in the entertainment circle. At their university, she was even more popular than Xiao Hua, the currently famous star.

Li Shi quickly took out his phone and began to sneakily photograph the two figures walking away.

The so-called pure national goddess coming out of the nightclub with a man in the middle of the night and heading home together. So much for her purity.

Ming Jing paused in her steps and suddenly looked in a certain direction. Li Shi’s heart jumped, thinking he had been discovered, and he turned and ran.

“What’s wrong?” Qu Feitai squinted at the dark garage, unable to see anything clearly.

Ming Jing shook her head. As she walked, she made a call. Her voice was calm as she directed, “Within half a kilometer of the residential area, a young man in his twenties in substitute driver clothes. Delete the photos on his phone.”

Qu Feitai was stunned, his eyebrows furrowing. “He was secretly photographing us?”

He hadn’t noticed at all.

Ming Jing pressed the elevator button. “Someone is on their way to handle it.”

“I’m sorry. It seems that I am always bringing you trouble.” Ming Jing had noticed, yet he hadn’t noticed.

Ming Jing did not respond to him. When the elevator arrived, she walked out without hesitation and headed home.

Qu Feitai stood at the doorway for a while, feeling the cold breeze, before he opened the door and entered the room.

Li Shi was giddy with excitement, thinking about which media outlet he could sell the photos to. Ming Jing was very popular right now. He could definitely get a good price for those photos.

Once he had the money, he would finally be able to buy the car he’d always desired. And then, no one would dare to look down on him again.

Just as he walked out of the residential area, someone suddenly kicked him from behind. He screamed and tumbled forward awkwardly, losing a front tooth in the fall. His phone slipped out of his grasp and the screen shattered upon hitting the ground.

Li Shi turned around in fright, only to see a young man in black crossing his arms and quietly looking at him.

“Who…who are you? What do you want?”

The young man snorted, then with a flick of his foot, sent the phone skidding into a nearby sewer, where it disappeared into the filth.

Li Shi hastily rushed over, trying to reach through the bars and retrieve his phone, but his arm was too thick. It got stuck and the pain made him yell.

“Why? What did I do to you? Why are you doing this to me?”

The young man walked over and put his foot on Li Shi’s chest. The pressure felt like a huge rock was pressing down. Li Shi was getting breathless and his complexion grew whiter and whiter.

“Why?”

But the boy simply raised his chin, giving Li Shi a glimpse of his clear eyes, which seemed to shine in the darkness of the night.