From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables Chapter 222

Chapter 222: 106 Entry Tickets (Second Update)

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Zhou Bao skeptically tore open the express package, finding several tickets inside.

Zhou Bao picked them up and glanced at them. Suddenly, she looked at Ming Jing incredulously, then back at the tickets in her hand. She screamed so loudly it could puncture someone's eardrums.

Granny Zhu frowned and glanced at her disapprovingly.

Zhou Ying lunged towards Ming Jing, wanting to hug her, but suddenly restrained herself. Excitedly, she said, “Cousin, you actually remembered! So why did you say that yesterday? I misunderstood you.” Zhou Bao felt both excited and embarrassed.

There were four tickets in her hand, four VIP seats! Those were hard to come by and extremely valuable. Oh my god, her cousin was just too amazing.

She vowed that she would worship her cousin for the rest of her life.

Ming Jing said indifferently, “Favors can be repaid, but privileges are slow-acting poison.”

Zhou Bao, being so young, did not understand the meaning of this statement. Completely immersed in her excitement, she simply nodded along with whatever Ming Jing said.

Lin Qing and Granny Zhu looked at Ming Jing at the same time, their eyes filled with pride and relief.

Ming Jing, at such a young age, was so wise – The Zhus' ancestors must be smiling down on them.

Zhu Xiangxiang looked enviously at the tickets in Zhou Bao's hands. She wanted one so badly.

She had exhausted all her connections but still couldn't get even a single one. Zhu Mingjing, on the other hand, had somehow managed to source them.

Zhou Bao waved the tickets in front of Zhu Xiangxiang, “See this? VIP seats! My cousin is so amazing.”

Zhu Xiangxiang pursed her lips and looked away, trying to ignore Zhou Bao's teasing.

Zhou Bao sighed, “There are four tickets. How should I distribute them?

Cousin, do you want to go with me? I promise you Qu Feitai sings so well…” Zhou Bao never missed any opportunity to promote her idol. Ming Jing said, “I've already made plans with my classmates.”

“Oh, I see,” said Zhou Bao, somewhat disappointed.

Ming Jing glanced at the two silent sisters and said, “Take Ming Chen and Ming Ti with you.”

Ming Chen and Ming Ti both looked up in surprise.

Zhou Bao was taken aback but quickly responded, “No problem, I'll take good care of my little sisters.”

She absolutely couldn't afford to neglect her cousin's beloved junior apprentices.

Ming Jing looked at them and said, “Stick with your sister Ying Ying during the concert and don't run around.”

She didn't object to the young girls being starstruck, but was worried that growing up in a sheltered environment and not interacting with their peers could lead to early psychological maturity, which wouldn't be good for their growth and development.

Ming Jing hoped they could be like normal nine-year-old girls, laughing happily, chasing their dreams boldly, and living life to the fullest.

Quickly, Ming Chen nodded, “I understand, sister Ming Jing.”

Zhou Bao considered for a moment before asking, “Cousin, can I do whatever I want with the remaining ticket?”

Ming Jing nodded.

After lunch, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Zhu Xiangxiang hesitated for a while before heading to Zhou Bao's room.

“Ying Ying, can I discuss something with you?”

Zhou Bao had been waiting for her and casually replied, “What is it, sister

Xiangxiang?”

“I'll give you two thousand yuan. Can you sell me the remaining ticket?” Zhu Xiangxiang gritted her teeth and asked.

Zhou Bao scoffed, “Sister Xiangxiang, this is a VIP ticket. It's worth at least 2,888 yuan on the official website, let alone being a ticket to Qu Feitai's concert. If you ask around outside, it'll cost you at least 30,000 to 50,000 yuan to get one. Even if you have the money, you still need to watch out for scalpers. This ticket is legit – see the red stamp on it? It says 'For Internal Gifting Only'.”

Zhou Bao once again flaunted the ticket in front of Zhu Xiangxiang, the red stamp clearly visible.

Where did Zhu Mingjing get these internal gift tickets?

Zhu Xiangxiang gritted her teeth, “Five thousand, will you do it for five thousand?”

At this point, she couldn't get tickets through any other channels, and buying one from a scalper was as good as being scammed.

Zhou Bao rolled her eyes, “You think you're giving alms to a beggar?”

Zhu Xiangxiang was also getting angry now, “What are you showing off for?

The ticket wasn't even yours to begin with, Ming Jing gave it to you.”

“Well, since my cousin gave them to me, they're mine now. If you're so great, why don't you ask my cousin for a ticket?”

Zhu Xiangxiang choked on her words, “Ten thousand yuan, will you sell it or not?”

Zhou Bao snorted, “Do I look like I need your money? Besides, your money comes from my aunt, and her money is my cousin's. Who do you think you

Now, she would make Zhu Xiangxiang pay back every bit of her past bragging.She's afraid of a fake? Anyway, she had realized that Zhu Xiangxiang is now like a toad at the bottom of the Zhus' hierarchy, disgusting and annoying everyone.

Zhu Xiangxiang was going mad. Before, Zhou Bao had always been cautious and timid in front of her, but now she dared to point her nose and scold her. Good, very good.

A bully who only picked on the weak.

Zhu Xiangxiang turned and walked away.

“I can give you this ticket, but you have to promise me one thing.” Zhou Bao's hateful voice came from behind her.

Without a backbone, Zhu Xiangxiang turned around: “What?”

“Wash my socks for a month.” Zhou Bao said gleefully.

An enormous humiliation!

Zhu Xiangxiang wished she could give Zhou Bao two big slaps on each side of her face. Seeing her so smug and triumphant, it was absolutely hateful.

“A man can be killed but not humiliated. Give up on that idea.” With her chest held high, she left.

Zhou Bao immediately took out her phone and made a call, deliberately raising her voice: “Ah Mei, I'm inviting you to Qu Feitai's concert…”

Zhu Xiangxiang immediately rushed over, snatched her phone and gritted her teeth: “1 agree.”

They're just a month of smelly socks, right? For her idol, she'd endure it.

After the concert, see who's teaching whom a lesson.

Zhou Bao said with a smile: “Xiangxiang, it's not that I don't trust you, but there are too many ungrateful people nowadays, so I have to be on my guard. I remember when you turned twelve, your aunt gave you a necklace worn by the Princess of Morocco. You cherish it so much. Why not give it to me to hold? I'll return it to you when the month is over, okay?”

That necklace was Zhu Xiangxiang's lifeblood, and she wouldn't even bear to wear it.

Zhu Xiangxiang instinctively refused. She'd rather not see the concert than hand over the necklace to Zhou Bao.

“No, that necklace is absolutely impossible. I can give you my watch as collateral. ”

Zhu Xiangxiang took off her wristwatch: “My mother gave me this watch for my birthday last year. It's a custom OMEGA, and in the corner of the dial, you can see my initials. It's not only pricey but also very meaningful to me.”

Zhou Bao shook her head: “I only want that necklace, the rest is not negotiable.

Besides, it's just a collateral in my hands, and I won't touch it for no reason.

What are you afraid of?”

Zhu Xiangxiang wanted to beat her up for being so troublesome.

Forget the negotiation. Handing over the necklace as collateral? Not even in her dreams.

Zhu Xiangxiang stormed away while Zhou Bao hummed a song.

Little girl, still can't teach you a lesson? Annoying cousin every day, it's retribution, hmph.

Zhou Bao was sure that in the end, Zhu Xiangxiang would agree. She probably knew Zhu Xiangxiang better than her own aunt, having dealt with her since childhood.

“What is a concert?” Ming Chen asked curiously.

Ming Ti gave her a look: “You're stupid. Can't you search online?”

After the two of them came to the Zhus, Ming Jing bought them each a smartphone, but they rarely used them. Ming Chen still thought phones were just used to make calls.

“Where's this 'net' thing? People clean our room every day, and there isn't even any spiderwebs.” Ming Chen said innocently.

Ming Ti took a deep breath, truly defeated by her sister's naivete.

Ming Ti took out her phone and taught Ming Chen how to go online. To Ming Chen, it was like discovering a new world. “Wow, little Fourth, you're so amazing! How did you learn all this?”

Ming Ti couldn't be bothered to answer her.

Ming Chen and Ming Ti had no idea what a concert was, but they had seen Zhou Bao and Zhu Xiangxiang discussing it for the past two days, and it seemed like they really wanted to go, so it must be a fun place similar to an amusement park.

Little did they know, searching online opened a whole new world for them.

'Qu Feitai…” Ming Chen muttered the name. She had heard Zhou Bao mention it so many times in the past few days that she was already familiar with it. She typed his name in the search bar, and the encyclopedia entries popped up.

“Wow, he's so handsome.” Ming Chen exclaimed.

Ming Ti glanced at the screen and smirked, “Average.”

Ming Chen murmured, “Bodhi has no tree, the bright mirror is also not a stand,

Ming Jing Feitai, he and Junior's names have quite a connection.”

Ming Ti paused for a moment, “It's a coincidence, I guess.”

Ming Chen gave a knowing smile: “In Buddhism, there is no coincidence, only cause and coincidence.”

“He's Junior's fated one.”

Looking at the delicate and handsome features of the young man in the photo, Ming Chen spoke as if certain..

Chapter end