From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 749: 383 Misunderstanding_2

Xianxian’s face was as pale as paper, she closed her eyes unwillingly and let the tears fall.

“If you have to blame anything, blame your face. If you were as beautiful as Yueyue, then some rich man would have redeemed you. It’s your good luck that Mr. Ran has taken a fancy to you.”

Aunt Hong turned and left, and when she got to a place where nobody was, her face instantly sinks.

“For this Qing guy, I’m sending someone to investigate him, I want all his information.”

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“Get in the car, what are you staring at?” Zheng Qing leaned out from the driver’s seat and looked at the young girl standing by the car.

Yueyue bit her lips and looked at the girl in the car.

Ming Jing opened the car door: “Get in the car.”

The other party’s gentle attitude calmed Yueyue’s panic, she carefully got into the car and didn’t dare to look around. She put her hands faithfully on her knees.

Zheng Qing was amused by her and started the car to leave.

There was silence throughout the journey, and the atmosphere in the car was suffocatingly quiet.

Yueyue didn’t dare to speak either, until the girl beside her asked: “That little tune you sang was very unique, with some operatic elements. Is it from your hometown?”

Yueyue was dumbfounded; she actually recognized it.

The tune incorporated some operatic elements, and most people would easily confuse it with floral tunes.

Yueyue’s fingers silently scratched her nails under her sleeve, “I… I secretly heard someone sing it and thought it was beautiful, so I remembered it.”

“Really? Where did you hear it?”

“I… I don’t remember.”

“You have plenty of time to think about it.”

Yueyue’s head was nearly touching her chest, and suddenly she asked anxiously, “How’s Xiaodong?”

“He’s fine, just a little injured and has been sent to the hospital.”

Yueyue relaxed a little.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“That kid, he’s going to drive me mad,” Zheng Qing cursed.

“Mr. Qing, don’t blame Xiaodong. It’s all my fault. He was caught by Aunt Hong trying to save me…”

Seeing the little beauty about to cry, Zheng Qing softened. “It’s not your fault. That kid deserves it. Now he can lie in the hospital for a month.”

Hearing that Xiaodong was so seriously injured, Yueyue’s face turned even paler.

Zheng Qing lived in Hengjia Garden, one of the most high-end neighborhoods in Jiangzhou. The car entered the underground garage, parked in its spot, and Zheng Qing said, “Let’s get out.”

Yueyue followed Zheng Qing closely into the elevator, not daring to look around.

Ming Jing left halfway, leaving only Yueyue and Zheng Qing in the elevator.

“What’s your name?”

“Yueyue…”

“I mean your full name.”

Yueyue shook her head: “I… I don’t have a name. Yueyue is the name Aunt Hong gave me.”

Zheng Qing rubbed his forehead in annoyance: “Fine. You can follow Ming Jing and be called Ming Yue. It’s pretty and easy to remember.”

Yueyue stared blankly, and a bright light shone in her eyes, curling up like a crescent moon.

“I have a name now.”

The surname was different from the codename; she was now called Ming Yue, with the same surname as Ms. Ming Jing.

Zheng Qing’s home was very spacious. It was spotless and empty when looking around.

Zheng Qing opened the door to the guest room: “You stay here for now.”

Looking up at him, Ming Yue said sincerely, “Thank you, Mr. Zheng Qing.”

Zheng Qing smiled and patted her head. “It’s our fate. It’s getting late; go to sleep.”

With that, he turned and entered the master bedroom, closing the door tightly.

Ming Yue put her hand where he had just touched and smiled sweetly.

Back in the nightclub, the room burned with aphrodisiac incense. Mr. Zheng Qing gave her an antidote and didn’t touch her. The two of them staged a play together and deceived Aunt Hong.

He was different from others; he was a good person.

“Xianxian, you’re right. He’s the benefactor in my life.”

It was the first time Ming Yue had had such a good sleep in a long time; she slept till daylight.

In her dreams, she heard the sound of waves crashing and the blue sky and white clouds were close at hand. The sea breeze brushed her cheeks, reminiscent of her mother’s gentle whispers during her childhood.

Ming Yue opened her eyes, thinking she was dreaming, until she saw the unfamiliar surroundings and finally realized it wasn’t a dream.

After a quick wash, Ming Yue opened the refrigerator in the kitchen. There were only some frozen foods. She prepared to make a simple breakfast.

The front door suddenly opened, and Ming Yue thought Zheng Qing had left for the day, so she quickly peered out from the kitchen.

Entering was a young girl. They stared at each other in confusion.

Xiao Wen held the dry-cleaned suit, eyeing the girl in the kitchen warily: “Who are you, and why are you in Mr. Qing’s house?”