From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 641

Chapter 641: 336 Bright Heart_3

“She left for ten years, and during that time, my father fell ill and passed away, she never came back, only sent some money. Gradually, I began to resent her, until the second year after I got married and had a child. One night, there was a heavy rain…”

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The sky was blue after the rain.

Early in the morning, the Zhus’ house had become lively, with Lin Qing getting up early and busying herself in the kitchen, something that was rarely seen before.

Madam Zhou laughed, “This is what a family should look like.”

Without Zhu Xiangxiang causing trouble, the atmosphere of the Zhu family finally returned to normal.

Li Juan came out with a yawn, Madam Zhou slapped her on the back, “You lazy girl, it’s already late, remember you’re here to work, not to be treated like a lady. Be careful not to let Madam see your laziness, or she might kick you out.”

Li Juan, with her huge dark circles under her eyes and somewhat red and swollen eyelids, retorted, “Don’t worry, Madam is kind-hearted and won’t bear to kick me out.”

“Don’t flatter yourself and remember your place.” Madam Zhou scolded.

Li Juan let it in one ear and out the other. Seeing Zhu Wentao coming downstairs, she quickly handed him the freshly delivered newspaper.

“Such flattery, who did you learn it from? This girl is more cunning than a monkey.”

Interestingly, her performance pleased Madam, Sir, and even Zhu Xiangxiang. They all thought she was practical, capable, and smart.

Madam Zhou was suspicious. How did this cunning girl end up homeless in her middle age?

Ming Jing took Granny Zhu for a walk in the garden outside, and by the time they returned, breakfast was already served.

“Why don’t you stay and accompany your grandmother for a few days? She thinks about you every day, and with you by her side, she’ll recover faster,” Lin Qing said as she served Granny Zhu a bowl of mixed grain porridge and then served a bowl to Ming Jing.

Now everyone in the Zhu family was eating healthily, consuming less extravagant food like fish, meat, abalone, and bird’s nest, and more grains, vegetables, and fruits according to Ming Jing’s dietary prescriptions.

Granny Zhu, understanding Ming Jing, said, “Child, go do your things and don’t listen to your mother. Don’t let me, an old woman, hinder you.”

At this moment, Zhu Wentao chimed in, “Yes, listen to your mother. You rarely visit, so stay for a few more days.”

Ming Jing smiled, and to everyone’s surprise, she agreed, “Alright.”

Lin Qing was the happiest and ate an extra bowl of rice.

After the meal, Lin Qing didn’t go out and stayed home to enjoy quality time with Ming Jing and Granny Zhu, watching TV.

Upstairs, Zhu Wentao surveyed the surroundings, opened Ming Jing’s bedroom door, quickly closed it, and hurried into the bathroom.

The toothbrush had been used this morning.

Zhu Wentao took out a sealed bag from his coat pocket, put the toothbrush in it, and replaced it with an identical one.

Picking up the comb and examining it under the light, he finally found a strand of hair.

Zhu Wentao carefully placed the hair in the sealed bag, left the bathroom as it was, and hurriedly left.

As soon as Zhu Wentao came out, he bumped into Li Juan carrying a mop. His face darkened.

“Sir, did you enter the wrong room? Your room is over there, this is the young ladies’ room,” Li Juan deliberately raised her voice to “kindly” remind him.

As expected, Zhu Wentao’s face turned even darker. He coughed and said, “I entered the wrong room, don’t tell Ming Jing.”

He left after giving Li Juan a cold glance.

Li Juan pretended to be frightened, shrugging her shoulders and lowering her head.

Zhu Wentao smirked, glanced at the three people downstairs who were none the wiser, and strode away.

Li Juan slowly straightened up, her face showing no trace of timidity as she stared at Zhu Wentao’s back and spat.

“Having an affair with his own adopted daughter, how disgusting.”

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Zhou Xue went out to run errands, and Jiang Chunlan only heard about it the next morning.

The news of Ming Jing visiting Jiangzhou University the day before had already spread like wildfire online. The most low-key but also the most handsome and impressive school hunk in the history of Jiangzhou University had entered the public’s view.

Pictures of the two eating in the cafeteria were circulated all over the internet. Compared to the popular Qu Feitai with his comic-like, sexy looks, this school hunk from Jiangzhou University was a true ice-cold beauty, with an indescribable melancholic temperament, a noble air containing a hint of restraint and maturity, alluring in his calmness.

The internet went crazy, everyone knew Ming Jing’s personality, and the affection that this school hunk showed towards Ming Jing in subtle ways clearly indicated his interest. For a while, a group of CP fans suddenly emerged, all seeking for information about this school hunk.

Jiang Chunlan slammed her chopsticks on the marble dining table with a loud “smack,” causing the sound to pierce the air.

Huahua, carrying a bowl of bird’s nest, unconsciously shrank her shoulders.

Madam was angry.

It had been a long time since she had seen Madam this angry.

Jiang Chunlan made a phone call, “Clean up all the scandals about Jinchen on the internet, no more nonsense.”

“If it happens again, you’ll be out of a job.”

After hanging up, Jiang Chunlan took a deep breath, her expression gradually calming down.

“Madam, your bird’s nest,” Huahua respectfully handed it over.

Jiang Chunlan glanced at her, “You knew about this already?”

“This…” Huahua hesitated, “Madam used to like Ms. Ming Jing very much, why suddenly…?”

At the Zhus’ previous welcome dinner, Madam had specifically supported Ming Jing, and everyone knew how much she liked the Zhu family’s real daughter.

Overnight, Madam’s attitude seemed to have changed.

Jiang Chunlan stirred the bird’s nest, “I just don’t want Jinchen’s studies to be affected by his feelings. He’s still young, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.”

Huahua wanted to say that the young master was decisive and that it was normal for young boys and girls to have a crush. If Madam objected, it might backfire.

However, she wisely chose to keep quiet.

Jiang Chunlan’s eyes narrowed. She would not allow anyone to hurt her son before she could find out more about Ming Jing.