From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 13: 013 Kneel down

The two got on the rescue boat, and Charles Gao quickly walked over to Ming Jing to look her up and down: "Are you alright?"

Covered in Jiang Jinchen's coat, Ming Jing looked pale and calm, standing among the rocking boat, with a compassionate and peaceful expression like that of a Buddha.

Ming Jing shook her head and walked to the stern to sit down.

Charles Gao glanced at her a few times and finally had the courage to walk up to Jiang Jinchen: "Did you spend the whole time with Ming Jing?"

Jiang Jinchen drank some water to regain energy and indifferently replied: "What else?"

"You didn't take advantage of her, did you?"

Jiang Jinchen gave him a contemptuous glance and didn't bother to respond.

Charles Gao touched his nose, "By the way, I called the police last night, and your mom was alerted too. She's probably waiting for you at the wharf."

When the yacht arrived at the harbor, Jiang Jinchen immediately saw Madam Jiang standing on the dock holding an umbrella.

Charles Gao held an umbrella over Ming Jing, reminding her, "Be careful."

Ming Jing's gaze swept across and saw a familiar figure.

She lowered her eyes, tightened the coat draped over her head and walked down the steps with her head down.

Charles Gao walked beside Ming Jing, holding the umbrella, and politely greeted Madam Jiang when they passed by.

Madam Jiang smiled and nodded, her gaze falling on the girl beside him.

She was really a strange girl, quite tall, with her pant legs wet from the rain and sticking to her calves, revealing a section of her fair, slender legs. The girl walked past her, looking down, with a coat draped over her head, hiding her face, silent.

Wait, isn't that Jinchen's coat?

Madam Jiang stared at the girl's back, lost in thought.

Why did she feel like this girl's silhouette was familiar?

"Mom." The voice beside her ear pulled Madam Jiang back from her thoughts. She saw her son, unharmed, and smiled while patting his shoulder.

"I'm glad you're fine."

As the two walked back under the umbrella, Madam Jiang saw the girl get into a black car with Charles Gao's attentive help, and then Charles Gao walked around to the other side and got in.

It was surprising that the cherished grandson of the Gaos would be so attentive to an ordinary girl.

"Did you save that girl?"

"I would have done the same for anyone."

Madam Jiang believed her son wouldn't lie. She already knew the whole story; the children's careless play almost cost lives, and it was that girl who stepped forward to save someone else. If she hadn't, the consequences could have been disastrous.

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As soon as Ming Jing got in the car, Charles Gao handed her a thermos cup: "It's ginger water; drink it to warm yourself up."

Ming Jing glanced at him; Charles Gao directly unscrewed the lid and put it in her hand: "Don't worry, it's not poisoned."

Ming Jing took a sip. The spiciness rushed into her mouth but helped to ease the chill.

"Thank you."

"I have to say, with so many people indifferent at the time, how did you just jump in to save someone? Did you ever think that the sea is so deep that if you didn't know how to swim, you would have risked your own life? You are just too kind." Charles Gao was still worried to this moment.

There weren't many girls as kind-hearted as her.

Why did she save Zhu Xiangxiang?

Zhao Qin criticized her behind her back for having a Mother Teresa-like heart, Li Jiaojiao was furious about her non-competitiveness, and even Charles Gao didn't quite understand.

But they forgot that, besides being the true heiress the Zhus just found, she was also a cultivator.

All things in the world have life; every life is worth saving.

"Take off the coat in the car." Jiang Jinchen's coat was still draped over Ming Jing's head, which made Charles Gao very uncomfortable.

Ming Jing removed the coat, and Charles Gao exclaimed: "Your...your hair!?"Ming Jing glanced at him, and something about that look made Charles Gao nervous, causing him to stutter.

Charles Gao suddenly had a thought: "Did Jiang Jinchen bully you, cutting your hair off?"

Ming Jing took a sip of ginger tea: "He wouldn't do something that boring."

"Could it be that you're sick? All your hair fell out?" Charles Gao felt pity as he looked into Ming Jing's eyes, considering this possibility.

Ming Jing didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Seeing Ming Jing silent, Charles Gao figured that he had guessed correctly, and his sympathy grew.

"You're still so young; how could fate be so cruel to you?" Charles Gao seemed to have foreseen Ming Jing's miserable fate and couldn't help but feel sorrow.

"Such a strong girl, even when played by fate, still clings to her hope for life, and does her best to help everyone around her. Are you an angel?"

Ming Jing: ... You're quite the drama queen.

Tired of listening to his nonsense, "I'm a nun."

Those words left Charles Gao dumbfounded.

Ming Jing: The world is finally a peaceful place.

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"Isn't this the Zhus' house?" When the car stopped, Charles Gao finally realized something was wrong.

"Thank you for bringing me home. Goodbye." Ming Jing got out of the car and closed the door, moving fluidly.

Charles Gao was left in the car, feeling dumbfounded.

Ming Jing, oh Ming Jing, what kind of woman are you?

The Zhus had been a trending topic recently, and the story of their true and false heiresses was well known throughout Jiangcheng. Could it be...?

This would explain why Ming Jing risked her life to save Zhu Xiangxiang last night; she must have suffered a lot in the Zhus' house. If something had happened to Zhu Xiangxiang, she wouldn't have a good time.

Charles Gao's sympathy for her turned into heartache.

He wouldn't leave. He would stay here and wait; if The Zhus dared to bully Ming Jing, he would stand up for her.

Ming Jing entered the living room, and Lin Qing shouted angrily, "Kneel down!"

Even Madam Zhou in the kitchen was startled by the loud voice and shrank her neck.

Ming Jing glanced at her indifferently and walked straight upstairs.

Being ignored by someone she looked down upon, Lin Qing fumed and chased after her, blocking her way.

"Are you deaf? Did you not hear me speak?"

Ming Jing looked at her calmly, "I don't know what crime I've committed."

Looking into Ming Jing's deep, dark eyes made Lin Qing uneasy. She disliked her daughter even more, sneering, "How dare you ask? Xiangxiang went to the party with you last night, how did she end up in the water and unconscious? Tell me, didn't you bully her? I knew you had ill intentions, scheming to harm Xiangxiang, so you could be the sole young lady of the Zhus."

Ming Jing sighed, her eyes filled with pity, "Madam Lin, the person you're maliciously accusing is your own daughter."

Lin Qing choked, "So what if she's my biological daughter? If she's bad from the root, I'd rather have never given birth to her."

Ming Jing knew that it was difficult to break a person's obsession, and she didn't bother trying to rectify Lin Qing's wrong values, "Whether or not I've harmed anyone, you'll know when your precious daughter wakes up."

With that, she went straight upstairs.

At this point, Xiao Ying ran over: "Madam, Miss Xiangxiang is awake."

Lin Qing didn't care about Ming Jing anymore and hurried to Zhu Xiangxiang's room.

Zhu Xiangxiang had woken up once at the hospital, but after undergoing a check-up that showed no major issues, she went home that very night. She was incredibly exhausted and didn't explain much, only telling Lin Qing to quickly save Ming Jing before falling asleep.

Lin Qing, half-asleep, didn't quite hear Zhu Xiangxiang's words and believed that Ming Jing had caused this whole mess, which was why she came after Ming Jing as soon as she returned.

"Xiangxiang, rest assured, I will not let Ming Jing off this time. She harmed you like this, she must pay the price."

Zhu Xiangxiang's eyes flickered, "Mom, you've misunderstood; Ming Jing didn't hurt me. On the contrary, she saved me."