From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables Chapter 50 – Chapter 50: 050 Flying Stage

Chapter 50: 050 Flying Stage

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After sending all the guests away, Zhu Wentao left with Zhou Ling, not wanting to say a word to Lin Qing.

Granny Zhu was sent back to the Zhus' residence halfway through the banquet because of her poor health. She had already managed to last well into the event.

During the ride back, Lin Qing remained silent, her face as dark as the bottom of a well.

Zhu Xiangxiang hesitated for a moment before saying, “Mom, I wanted to talk to Mr. Zhou…”

Lin Qing waved her hand dismissively: “Just let me have some peace.” Zhu Xiangxiang wore a worried expression on her face.

Upon arriving at the Zhus' residence, Lin Qing got out of the car first and quickly walked into the living room without waiting for the others.

“Ming Jing.”

Ming Jing hesitated for a moment and looked back at her.

Zhu Xiangxiang walked up to her and asked softly, “Why did you help me?”

She looked up at Ming Jing, who was much taller than her. Even wearing high heels, Zhu Xiangxiang had to look up to her.

The young girl's pitch-black eyes were unfathomable, even darker than the night behind her.

“I don't like being used.”

With that, Ming Jing turned and left, leaving Zhu Xiangxiang with her cold

back.

Zhu Xiangxiang stared blankly before murmuring, “Thank you.”

No one heard her, except for herself.

Jiangzhou's paparazzi and entertainment reporters were quite dedicated, constantly keeping an eye on the Zhu family in hopes of digging up some explosive news. Tonight's banquet had strict security measures, prohibiting reporters from entering, so there was no firsthand information for them to grab.

However, the news still leaked out.

Half an hour after the banquet ended, the entertainment section was updated with eye-catching headlines — A Reversal in the Genuine vs. Fake Heiress Scandal: The Fake Heiress Set Up the True Heiress?

The former first lady's charm and grace are gone, her vicious nature fully exposed.

— The true heiress is as stunning as ever, still your princess.

Most of the articles were one-sidedly slandering Zhu Xiangxiang. In the age of internet and information, news spread incredibly fast. Ordinary netizens who were bored loved to read about wealthy family gossip. Nationwide, Zhu Group was somewhat famous, considered a medium-sized elite family. Therefore, the term “true and fake heiresses of the Zhu family” quickly shot up the trending list.

It was unclear who bought the trending topic this time, or if the public was just too passionate about it. The topic heated up quickly during peak internet hours at night, sparking large-scale discussions and setting off a new round of gossip in various entertainment forums.

Ordinary people empathizing with the true heiress were furious. Regardless of whether it was true or not, Zhu Xiangxiang was the only one with motivation. Netizens didn't care, directly placing the blame on Zhu Xiangxiang and cursing her from head to toe. They also demanded that the Zhu family kick out the fake heiress who had usurped the nest for sixteen years.

In any case, after this incident, Zhu Xiangxiang's reputation was thoroughly ruined.

Zhu Xiangxiang, seeing the overwhelming criticism against her online, couldn't help but cry. She tried calling various people to suppress the trending topic, but it was useless. Someone else spent even more money to keep it at the top.

Zhu Xiangxiang understood – other than Li Jiaojiao, who else could hate her so much?

“Li Jiaojiao, you've brought this on me, but I will never let you off the hook.” Zhu Xiangxiang vowed in secret.

Ming Jing was completely unaware of the bloodbath online.

The next day was Sunday. After breakfast, Ming Jing saw that Lin Qing and Zhu Xiangxiang, who hadn't slept all night, were still in bed. Granny Zhu was sunbathing in the garden.

Tao Xingxing called her. “I checked the trending topics, last night was thrilling! It's such a pity I didn't see it for myself. Do you know our school's forum is about to explode? Those admirers of Zhu Xiangxiang are going crazy hahaha…”

“This incident wasn't her doing.” Ming Jing casually picked up a fashion magazine. On the cover was a handsome young man with proud eyebrows, piercing eyes, strong bone structure, and an air of arrogance about him.

Next to it, large letters read – The Peak of Idol and Talent: Exclusive Interview with Singer Qu Feitai!

Ming Jing glanced at it and focused on his eyes. People were easily deceived by appearances, and the entertainment industry was no exception. It was the most superficial place in the world. This man, despite his high position and being trapped in the muddy waters, had a pair of clear, determined eyes that were truly rare. It showed his unwavering spirit and unlimited potential for the future.

Looking at his facial features, he had raised eyebrows, a high nose, a full forehead, and round cheekbones. Born into wealth and splendor, he possessed a voice ot solid gold and a lite ot riches, honor, and endless longevity.This is an excellent face reading.

Ming Jing praised and then casually flipped the page.

“How could it not be her doing? You're just too kind, defending her. Let me tell you, she's the only one with a motive. Don't be fooled by her; she might be crying thief to catch the thief herself.”

Some people are inherently sinful, just like Zhu Xiangxiang right now.

Ming Jing remained silent.

“Ah, it's almost time, I have to go grab tickets, we'll talk later.”

“What tickets?”

“The tickets for Qu Feitai's summer concert tour at the Jiangzhou station. The first batch will be released for grabs at exactly nine o'clock. Every year, his concert tickets sell out in a second. I can't even get them with software. After this concert, he will be in seclusion preparing for his new album, and it might take a long time before I can see him again. One of the stops of this concert is in Jiangzhou, no matter what, I must get the tickets. I have already asked all my relatives and friends around me to help me grab them. My dear Ming Jing, will you help me too? Even a 0.1% increase in the chance is still an opportunity.”

Ming Jing didn't expect that young girls were so crazy about chasing stars these days. Since she had nothing better to do, she said: “Teach me how to do it.”

“Oh my god, Ming Jing, you actually agreed! You are so kind, wuwu… If I can get two tickets, I will definitely take you to see my idol….”

Borrowing a laptop from Uncle Wen, Ming Jing followed Tao Xingxing's instructions to register and log in to the website. The front page had a large banner promoting Qu Feitai's concert grab tickets.

With just five minutes left until nine o'clock, she saw it was just a few clicks away to get the tickets, and she waited.

In those five minutes, Tao Xingxing never stopped talking about Qu Feitai to Ming Jing, how handsome, diligent, and talented he was…

As soon as it was nine o'clock, Tao Xingxing roared: “I'm going all out, success or die trying!”

Ming Jing felt the sincerity and passion of the young girl, as if being infected herself, and a flame ignited in her chest. Her fingers started clicking the mouse rapidly.

“I didn't get it,” came Tao Xingxing's disappointed voice from the phone after a while.

Ming Jing stared at her screen, frowning: “I think I got one, A zone—32.”

“Ahhhh, Ming Jing, I love you! This is difficult-to-get VIP zone where I can see my idol's eight-pack abs up close! There were only twenty VIP seats up for grabs, with tens of millions of people trying to get them. Ming Jing, you are my lucky star…” Tao Xingxing said excitedly.

Ming Jing's frown deepened: “There is a 10-minute countdown appearing at the top of the screen…'

There was a three-second silence on the other end, followed by a terrified scream: “I forgot to have you bind your bank card! What do we do now, there are only ten minutes left!”

Without panic, Ming Jing said: “Don't worry, I'll grab my bank card.” Her voice was like a gentle breeze in the mountains, calming Tao Xingxing's anxiety.

Just as Ming Jing stood up, Xiao Ying ran downstairs, offering her bank card with both hands: “Miss, this is for you.”

Ming Jing smiled and thanked her.

With a flushed face, Xiao Ying whispered: “I really like Qu Feitai too.”

This bank card was arranged for her by housekeeper Uncle Wen after she came to the Zhu's house. Her monthly pocket money was regularly transferred into it. Ming Jing had never used it before, and it had always been in her bedside drawer.

She calmly entered her bank card number, typed the verification code, and

successfully made the payment.

“Ming Jing, I love you so much! I'll treat you to a big meal at noon today.” Tao Xingxing said.

At this moment, housekeeper Uncle Wen walked in: “Miss, there's a young man named Bai who claims to be looking for you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome young man with his hands in his pockets swaggered in and greeted Ming Jing with a smile.

“Nice to see you obediently waiting for me at home.”

Uncle Wen secretly rolled his eyes. Who is this young man? He seemed to have no manners, arrogant, and flashy.

Uncle Wen suddenly furrowed his brows, staring at the young man's back.

A Bai…

Within the next instant, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Glancing at the computer screen, Bai Ziyan raised an eyebrow: “So, you like Qu Feitai. Well, it just happens that he's a good buddy of mine, the wear-the-same-open-crotch -pants kind of buddy. Just say the word, and I can get you a few tickets. Why did you have to go through the trouble of grabbing them yourself? My friends shouldn't be undervalued like this..”

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