From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 700 - : 359 Ruthless (Second Update)_2

Chapter 700: 359 Ruthless (Second Update)_2

But Ran Bowen was a downright villain who committed every evil deed from murder to arson, so much so that people seemed to spit contemptuously in passing by his grave.

These two individuals, polar opposites, should never have crossed paths in their lifetimes.

Yet inconceivably, these two diamentrically different people turned out to be biological father and daughter.

It was simply too hard to accept.

One exceedingly good, the other remarkably evil.

One could hardly distinguish how much evil was mixed in with the good and how much good hid within the evil.

Being Ran Bowen’s daughter, she could indeed inherit everything from him, including his sworn enemies.

One could easily imagine that her life would no longer be peaceful in the years to come.

Who knows how many people envied this extraordinarily thrilling life she led.

——The current leader of the Qinglong Association was Master Xiao, who was rumored to be extremely handsome, even surpassing the popular male stars in the entertainment industry. Yet, upon meeting her, he would have to respectfully greet her as ‘aunt’.

——What an intriguing life this pompous young lady now had, she could strut about in Jiangzhou with impunity.

Naturally, online news disclosed that Ming Jing’s senior sister, Ming Xin, was the true heiress of the Zhus, touching many by the sisterly sentiment they displayed at the banquet, rather than getting swept away by the manipulative online sentiment.

Of course, everyone also came to know of Qu Feitai’s loss of composure at the banquet.

——My poor Xiao Fei, he must be heartbroken now.

——Most people probably wouldn’t accept the daughter of the infamous Ran Bowen. Only because it was Ming Jing, the outrage wasn’t as great. If you knew anything about Ran Bowen, you’d understand the kind of atrocities he’s committed. Xiao Fei probably couldn’t accept it for the time being for just that reason.

——Such a riveting couple. This is going to be one hell of a roller-coaster.

At a hotel in Jiangzhou presently, Yun Mo gazed at the unconscious young man lying on the bed and demanded, “What on earth happened?”

Bai Ziyan ran his fingers through his hair, “Ming Jing is Ran Bowen’s daughter. Xiao Fei fell into some kind of frenzy after learning about it; he simply cannot accept it.”

“What did you say?”

Bai Ziyan stuttered in response to the chilling gaze of the man before him, “What…what’s wrong, Brother Yun?”

“Who did you say is Ming Jing’s father?”

“Ran Bowen, the notorious figure in Jiangzhou.”

He didn’t understand why everyone seemed so shocked. What difference did it make whose daughter Ming Jing was? Wasn’t she still Ming Jing?

With a stern face, Yun Mo said, “Thank you, Mr. Bai, for bringing our young master home. It’s late; you should leave.”

“Sure, I’m staying at this hotel. Once Xiao Fei wakes up, you must let me know, Brother Yun.”

Yun Mo nodded, and as soon as Bai Ziyan left, he immediately called Qu Lanting.

Turned out, Qu Lanting had already received the news.

“How is Xiao Fei?”

“Ming Jing knocked out the young master. From the sounds of it, the young master was deeply shocked this time.”

“She really is Ran Bowen’s daughter; I didn’t see that coming. When Ran Bowen died years ago, Xiao Fei was there. His fingerprints were found on the only gun at the scene…”

“Sir, there’s something I have to tell you, the young master has been asking me about that incident recently. He remembered everything. He has always believed that he killed Yu Jiang. I told him that Yu Jiang was not dead, to alleviate his guilt. But it seems the young master never gave up, he has been secretly investigating Yu Jiang. Now with the revelation of Ming Jing’s lineage, the young master assumes there’s past blood feud between them, and it’s causing him great torment he can’t accept.”

“Yu Jiang… this was all part of Jiang Chunlan’s game, with Xiao Fei inadvertently being made a pawn. More than a decade has passed, and I thought everything had settled. I didn’t expect Ran Bowen’s daughter to appear now…”

After a moment of contemplation, Qu Lanting said, “That girl is not simple, we couldn’t find any information on her, but she definitely is here for Jiang Chunlan. Jiangzhou is no longer safe, you should immediately take Xiao Fei back to Jingzhou.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Yun Mo swiftly left the hotel carrying Qu Feitai, bumping into Bai Weining in the hotel lobby.

“Brother Yun, are you taking Brother Qu back to Jingzhou?” Bai Weining stopped them.

Yun Mo furrowed his brows, “Ms. Bai, what’s the matter?”Bai Weining touched her lips, “Can I… Can I go back with you?”

“I’m afraid that won’t be convenient. Mr. Bai is still upstairs. Ms. Bai, you can return to Jingzhou with Mr. Bai. I have to leave now since I have something to attend to.”

He quickly took his leave after speaking.

By the time Xiao Fei woke up, it might be too late to go.

Bai Weining stared at Yun Mo’s retreating back. Why was Yun Mo so eager to bring Qu Feitai back to Jingzhou?

It seemed that even Brother Qu didn’t want Xiao Fei to stay in Jiangzhou. If Ming Jing, as the heiress of The Zhus, still had a 0.1% chance, then The Qus would definitely not agree now.

No family would accept the daughter of Ran Bowen.

At this moment, her cell phone rang. Bai Weining took a look at it and answered with a smile, “Yezi, it’s so late. You haven’t gone to bed yet?”

“I saw the news online. Weren’t you also at the banquet of The Zhus? What exactly happened?” asked Bo Lianye.

“It’s a long story and can’t be explained in one or two sentences. I can tell you slowly when I return to Jingzhou.”

“Is Ming Jing really…Ran Bowen’s daughter?”

This name was quite influential in Jingzhou. Many people would not find it unfamiliar.

“It’s true. Ran Tengxiao came to get her in person. There’s no mistake.”

“So it’s true…” murmured Bo Lianye.”

“By the way, I saw Uncle Bo at the banquet too. When did Uncle Bo get acquainted with The Zhus?”

“What? Uncle Bo was there too?” Bo Lianye exclaimed in shock.

“When I left, Uncle Bo was still there. I don’t know about now. What you don’t know is that when Uncle Bo appeared, the ladies of Jiangzhou were almost drooling over him. They couldn’t wait to throw themselves at Uncle Bo.”

Bo Lianye curled her lips. “The noble young ladies of Jingzhou don’t catch Uncle Bo’s eye, let alone those from Jiangzhou.”

“Text me when you’re coming back. I will pick you up from the airport.”

After Bo Lianye hung up the call, she turned around and saw Bo Yujiang standing behind her.

“Aunt, you’re still awake?”

“Were you talking to Ningning?” Bo Yujiang walked over and poured a glass of water.

“Yes, she went to Jiangzhou to attend The Zhu’s banquet tonight. Let me tell you something big. Ming Jing is not really The Zhu’s heiress. Her senior sister is. Do you know who she really is?” Bo Lianye said excitedly.

Bo Yujiang smiled calmly, “What?”

“Can you believe she’s Ran Bowen’s daughter? Do you know who Ran Bowen is, aunt?”

“I’ve heard of him. So that’s how it is. She really doesn’t look like it.” Bo Yujiang’s hand, grasping the glass, trembled slightly. She dropped her gaze to hide the storm in her eyes.

“Don’t judge a book by its cover. How good can Ran Bowen’s daughter be?” Bo Lianye curled her lips, her expression contemptuous.

They were just some low-class people. They were not fit for high society and could only show off in remote and poor places.

Bo Yujiang took her glass of water and returned to her room. As soon as the door closed, her face instantly turned grave.

The daughter of Ran Bowen? How could this be possible?

Was she back for revenge?

Bo Yujiang squinted her eyes, her fingers caressing the smooth surface of the glass.

But she chuckled suddenly, her lips curling into a mocking smirk.

After all, Ran Bowen died at the hands of Yu Jiang. If she wanted revenge, she could only find Yu Jiang.

Regrettably, the grass on Yu Jiang’s grave had been changed three times over.

Bo Yujiang raised her glass and made a toast to thin air.

“A Yu, don’t blame me. You brought it all on yourself.”