From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables Chapter 32 – Chapter 32: 032 Make do

Chapter 32: 032 Make do

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Lin Qing supported Zhu Wentao to build his wealth from scratch; one could say that they started from nothing, and she took the brunt of the hardships. After the bitterness came the sweetness, and she is now comfortably living the life of a wealthy woman. Over time, however, she had started to become a little blinded by their wealth.

She trusted Zhu Wentao unconditionally. From their impoverished beginnings, they shared moments of joy and pain together, establishing more than just a bond. Even after his success, Zhu Wentao didn't display the common habits of the rich, he wasn't outgoing, and always checked in whenever he attended social events, never spending the night away from home. Which rich woman in their circle wouldn't envy her for having such a loving, loyal, and clean-living husband?

Lin Qing isn't a fool. Over the years, she's been very vigilant, never giving Zhu Wentao an opportunity to falter. But who would have guess that, despite all her precautions, she couldn't prevent what happened.

If it hadn't been for the return of Ming Jing, if she hadn't placed all her energy into their family, she might have been able to guard against it.

Lin Qing added another grievance against Ming Jing in her notebook.

The moment she saw this woman, Lin Qing's heart turned ice cold. No need for investigation or interrogation; she was one hundred percent certain, this woman was the other woman, a high-level other woman at that.

The woman was young, her face full of collagen glow, dressed in a white western-style suit skirt, with a compact and delicate figure, curves in all the right places, long hair tied back, strands falling gracefully at her temples, thin eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a fair complexion, red lips. She wasn't breathtakingly beautiful, but she had an elegance and grace— a kind of refreshing charm typical of Jiangnan women.

Lin Qing looked her up and down, as if she was inspecting a piece of merchandise, then pursed her lips: 'You're Mr. Zhou's secretary, right?”

The woman quickly composed herself, then calmly said: “Madam, please take a seat. The CEO is in a meeting, you'll need to wait a moment.”

Lin Qing walked over to the sofa in her high heels and sat down, then pointed to the opposite side: “Sit down, let's have a chat.”

Mr. Zhou's secretary walked to the bar and inquired softly: “Madam, what would you like to drink?”

“Anything.”

Mr. Zhou's secretary poured a cup of floral tea and handed it to Lin Qing. Lin Qing picked up the cup and splashed the tea directly onto secretary Zhou's face, laughing as she said: “This floral tea, which costs a measly ten-plus yuan a pack, is fit for me to drink?”

Zhou's secretary stood there without moving, pausing for a moment before gracefully taking out a tissue to wipe her face, then calmly asked: “I don't know what I did to make Madam so angry?”

A chill swept over Lin Qing's heart, this woman was good at managing her emotions; even at this moment, she was not angry. Lin Qing immediately realized she was dealing with a formidable opponent.

“We're both smart women, so let's not beat around the bush. How long have you been sleeping with him?” Lin Qing got straight to the point, it was pointless to play games with a woman as clever as this one.

Zhou's secretary slowly wiped the dampness off her face. The tea was a bit hot, causing her cheeks to redden, making her skin appear even rosier. This added a strangely captivating charm to her look.

Flames of anger sparked in Lin Qing's eyes as she suppressed her rage, trying to look nonchalant.

“Madam, what are you talking about?” The woman chuckled and shook her head, then brewed another cup of floral tea and placed it in front of Lin Qing.

“Although this cheap floral tea may not be suitable for someone of your stature, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Madam, you might as well make do with it.'

Make do? This home wrecker dare tell me to make do? The words 'make do' don't exist in Lin Qing's vocabulary.

She understood that this woman wouldn't modify her behavior, talking more was useless. First, she'll investigate in detail, as the saying goes 'know thyself, know thy enemy', she would take her on without fear.

She somewhat regretted her impulsiveness, it might have alerted the enemy prematurely.

As she stepped out of the building, Lin Qing took a deep breath, from now on, her days of peace were over, the battle was about to begin.

She didn't have time to cry, there were more important things to do.

She took out her phone and dialed a number: “Please investigate a person for me. Dig up everything about her, even her family history, as far back as eighteen generations. Money is no object. ”

Zhu Wenjie heard Granny Zhu was ill, so he and Zhou Bao came to visit. Arriving empty-handed, Madam Zhou frowned upon her arrival, every time this damned girl showed up, it was never for anything good.

Granny Zhu didn't even want to see her, they say a daughter is a mother's intimate cotton-padded jacket, but Zhu Wenjie's jacket was full of holes and Granny Zhu simply chose to ignore her to avoid feeling irritated.

Using Granny Zhu's illness as an excuse, Zhu Wenjie brought Zhou Bao to live at the Zhu's. The house had several maids, and a driver for when they wanted to go out, yet this woman wouldn't even lift a finger. She spent the entire day idly watching television on the sofa.

Zhou Bao, on the other hand, headed to Zhu Xiangxiang's room under the pretext of bonding with her cousin. However, it was clear to see that she just wanted to feast her eyes on Zhu Xiangxiang's wardrobe full of clothes, her eyes filled with envy.

Zhu Xiangxiang seemed generous towards her younger cousin, letting her choose what she wanted. In reality, she just found pleasure in Zhou Bao's display of poverty-stricken behavior and loved the way she flattered her.

“Xiangxiang cousin, is Cousin Ming Jing home?” Zhou Bao asked curiously.

“She should be, why?”

“I'm going to go play with cousin Ming Jing.” She fluttered away cheerfully as soon as she finished speaking.

Zhu Xiangxiang couldn't help but laugh, interested in seeing how Ming Jing would deal with this annoying cousin, she secretly followed along.

“Cousin Ming Jing, Cousin Ming Jing, I've come to play with you.” Zhou Bao pounded on the room door, her voice loud as a vegetable hawker in the marketplace.

Xiao Ying came out from the laundry room and gently reminded her, “Miss

Zhou, Miss Ming Jing doesn't like noise, could you lower your voice?”

Zhou Bao rolled her eyes at her: “You're the one who talks too much. This is my grandmother's house, therefore it's also my house. I can do whatever I want. How dare you, a mere cleaning lady, tell me what to do?” Making a face, Xiao Ying lowered her head and left.

After knocking on the door for quite a while, no one responded.

Frustrated, Zhou Bao went to find Zhu Xiangxiang, “Cousin Xiangxiang, you tricked me, Cousin Ming Jing isn't home at all.”

Zhu Xiangxiang merely replied, “Oh, maybe I remembered wrong then.”

She forgot, when Ming Jing doesn't want to deal with someone, even if you broke down the door, she still wouldn't spare you a glance.

Lin Qing entered and saw Zhu Wenjie lounging on the couch, cracking sunflower seeds and watching soap operas, with beer bottles scattered across the table.

Seeing Lin Qing, Zhu Wenjie cracked an eyelid: “Oh, sister-in-law's home. Been out playing the whole day, must've been tiring huh? Quick, sit down. Madam

Zhou, bring tea.”

Her tone was commanding, as if she were the mistress of the house.

Lin Qing had been holding in her anger, and this young sister-in-law had just thrown herself in harm's way. Lin Qing fetched a bucket of water from the kitchen and threw it at Zhu Wenjie.O

Zhu Wenjie jumped up frantically, screaming, “What are you doing?

Lin Qing pointed to the door, “Get out!”

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