From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 15: 015 Flower Show

"What's the hurry, Wei Zi? Who's causing trouble?"

The young man who came to report the news at first said, "I don't know him. He looks younger than us, very arrogant. He has four bodyguards with him; seems to have a big background."

Charles Gao thought for a moment, "Everyone sit down, don't mind the business."

A few hot-blooded youths said discontentedly, "Charles, this is our territory. Can we let others run wild? Besides, they're bullying Huanhuan. Didn't you used to like Huanhuan the most?"

With one glance from Charles, the other party knew they had stepped on a landmine and quickly shut up.

Charles remembered the trouble Zhu Shaodan had caused. Although the Zhus tried to keep it quiet, there were no impenetrable walls in the world. Zhu Shaodan had offended someone he shouldn't have and was now involved in a big lawsuit. The Zhu family was currently running around in a frenzy trying to deal with it.

How big was the background of that person?

A group of people sat down obediently, the noise outside grew more and more intense, occasionally mixed with the shrill screams of women. One of Huanhuan's top fans couldn't help but rush out.

Charles sighed, got up, and went out.

"What the hell are you? It's none of your business when I teach someone a lesson!"

He was a very handsome young man, but his eyebrows revealed a strong arrogance. He tilted his neck, looked unapproachably at others, and perfectly displayed the style of a dandy.

Under his feet was a young woman with a heavy make-up, looking extremely miserable and humiliated at the moment.

Seeing Charles, she immediately struggled and said, "Mr. Gao, save me...!"

The young man looked Charles up and down: "Are you from the Gao family?"

Charles smiled and walked over, "Mr. Bai, long time no see."

The young man frowned, his delicate and beautiful face appearing unfriendly, and snorted, "You know me?"

"When the young master of the Bais comes to Jiangcheng, how can I, as the host, not treat you well? It's my fault."

"Hypocritical, I don't need it."

"Mr. Bai, this girl has upset you and deserves to be punished. But after all, she's just a stinky girl. Don't dirty Mr. Bai's hands. Leave her to me. I promise she won't appear in front of Mr. Bai again."

Bai Ziyan understood the hidden meaning of Charles' words. The Gao family was different from the Zhu family. The Zhu family had no foundation, but the Gao family had been rooted in Jiangzhou for many years and had strong backers in Jingdu. They were not as easy to manipulate as the Zhu family.

Bai Ziyan was not so arrogant as to be brainless. Since the other party had already said this, he decided to make the best of the situation.

"Fine, I'll give you face. Take her away and discipline her properly."

Xie Huanhuan was taken away. Before she left, she looked at Charles with gratitude, her eyes full of affection, but Charles didn't even glance at her.

"If Mr. Bai doesn't mind, I'd like to accompany him for a drink, and we won't return until we're drunk."

Bai Ziyan smiled, "You are good at socializing, much better than Zhu Shaodan."

Charles replied ambiguously, "Zhu Shaodan was spoiled by the Zhu family, and the Zhu family must take responsibility for their education."

"Alright, I feel a strong affinity with you. Let's be friends, and we won't stop until we're drunk."

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The weekend was a sunny day. Ming Jing got up early to do her morning routine. After finishing her morning routine, it was only six o'clock. She went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Madam Zhou had become accustomed to Ming Jing appearing in the kitchen and even took the initiative to help Ming Jing.

Ming Jing was efficient in her work and quickly prepared Granny Zhu's breakfast.

As for herself, she ate something simpler and lighter. Others were not in her consideration.

Zhu Xiangxiang also rarely saw Ming Jing at her family's dining table today.

"Thank you for saving me the night before last." Regardless of what she thought in her heart, Zhu Xiangxiang's eyes and tone seemed very sincere at the moment.

Ming Jing indifferently said, "You're welcome."

Knowing her personality, Zhu Xiangxiang didn't say anything else. The few people silently ate their breakfast.

"Xiangxiang, how's your health? If not, you should rest at home today, and I'll go to the flower exhibition alone." Lin Qing said worriedly.

"I can handle it."

Zhu Xiangxiang glanced at the silently eating Ming Jing across from her and said, "Ming Jing, my mother and I are going to the Swan Lake Flower Exhibition today. Would you like to come with us?"

Lin Qing frowned, "What can she understand? Just stay at home and don't make trouble for us."

Ming Jing looked at Lin Qing and suddenly smiled, "Alright, I'm a country bumpkin who has never seen a flower exhibition. It's a good opportunity for me to broaden my horizons."

Lin Qing choked and thought to herself, this damn girl, are you deliberately going against me?

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The Swan Lake Flower Exhibition can be considered the most grand annual public event in Jiangzhou. At that time, all flowers in the Swan Lake Garden would be blooming, competing to show their beauty.

The exhibition was actually divided into two parts.

Ordinary people strolled and appreciated flowers in the garden, while the Swan Lake Garden had a place called An Zhitinglan, which was where the upper-class ladies and young ladies went to play.

When the trio of Zhu Xiangxiang arrived at An Zhitinglan, there were already many ladies there. Lin Qing quickly scanned the area and didn't see Madam Jiang, feeling quite disappointed.

She cheered up and began to socialize with Zhu Xiangxiang among the ladies, showcasing her social skills.

Ming Jing wore a white gauze dress that reached her ankles today. She was tall and elegant, with an ethereal and transcendent temperament, making her extraordinarily eye-catching among the trio.

Someone noticed her and asked Lin Qing, "Is this the real daughter of the Zhu family who has just been found?"

Lin Qing, always adept at dealing with people, smiled and pulled Ming Jing over, "Yes, Ming Jing, this is Madam Li."

Ming Jing complied, "Madam Li."

Unlike Zhu Xiangxiang's dignified and elegant demeanor, Ming Jing seemed unremarkable at first glance. However, she had an unusual temperament that was difficult to capture and describe in words. For these wealthy older ladies who believed in Buddhism, Ming Jing had a very familiar and likable air about her.

"Ah, Mrs. Zhu, you're so lucky. This girl is really extraordinary."

When Ming Jing was praised, Lin Qing was happy on the surface, although she couldn't see what it was about Ming Jing that the other party liked. She thought it might have just been routine compliments and didn't take it to heart.