From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Charles Gao raised his eyebrow: “So soon?”

“I have to vent my anger before I go.” Bai Ziyan rubbed his hands together, a sinister smile slowly spreading on his face.

Dancing in the middle, Ran Tenghui suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, harboring an ominous hunch.

“Ran, I’ve been looking for you everywhere. Do you know how much I’ve been bullied?” Liu Shengnan pushed her way out from the crowd and squeezed away the female dancer clinging to Ran Tenghui, pressing herself almost against him.

Irritated, Ran Tenghui flicked her hand away: “Can’t you see I’m busy? Get lost.”

Liu Shengnan inspected his leg: “Ran, I heard you hurt your leg while riding a horse. Are you okay?”

Mentioning the incident pissed Ran Tenghui off. He pushed her away, yelling:

“Get lost! ”

Looking at him angrily, Liu Shengnan turned around and left.

Bai Ziyan took a sip of his wine, excited: “Opportunity’s here.”

Bai Ziyan snapped his fingers, and a delicate girl walked over. She looked at Charles Gao shyly before greeting Bai Ziyan modestly: “What can I do for you,

Mr. Bai?”

Bai Ziyan handed a packet of medicine powder to Xie Huanhuan, whispered something in her ear, Xie Huanhuan surprised, and he pointed at Charles Gao:

“He’s responsible if something happens.”

Charles Gao’s face was a picture of helplessness.

Xie Huanhuan smiled: “I promise to accomplish the task.”

Once she had left, Charles Gao said: “Isn’t this method of yours a bit too mean?”

Bai Ziyan raised his eyebrow: “Mean? I’m merely considering the women of the world. If it weren’t for me, how many more women would fall into this beast’s trap.”

“You’re that kind?”

Bai Ziyan caressed his meticulously done hairstyle, laughing: “Under Master Ming Jing’s influence, my lifelong aspiration is to rid the world of all trash-men.”

Charles Gao snorted in disdain.

“Where did you get that despicable medicine powder?”

Bai Ziyan leaned in mysteriously, whispering: “I got it from Ming Jing. You wouldn’t believe it, this medicine is extraordinary, I tested it on a dog, the effect is…hahaha…”

The corner of Charles Gao’s mouth twitched: “Ming Jing? Where did she get it?” Had the perfect image of his goddess begun to crack?

“She made it herself. What’s so surprising about it? Her master is a divine healer. Mixing some powders isn’t that hard for her.” Bai Ziyan didn’t see any issue with that.

“How did you know Ming Jing had this medicine powder?” Charles Gao couldn’t believe his perfect goddess would be involved in such activities. No, Bai Ziyan must have forced her.

Bai Ziyan nonchalantly replied legs crossed: “One day I asked Ming Jing what was the deepest punishment for a man, she said, to shatter his ego.” What mattered most to a man’s pride, Bai Ziyan knew too well.

He casually asked Ming Jing where to get such a medicine powder, and she gave it to him. He didn’t think too much of it at that time. Nothing that happened to Ming Jing caught him by surprise.

She was like that, naturally miraculous.

Charles Gao made a face: “Just go back to Jingdu. You’ve completely spoiled

Ming Jing.”

I should thank Master Ming Jing for giving me this opportunity.” Charles Gao almost spat out his dinner.

“Ah, right, there is one more thing I need to do before I leave. I need your help.”

Charles Gao grumbled: “What help could I possibly provide?”

“It concerns your goddess.”

Charles Gao became serious: “Stop beating around the bush, just tell me.”

In the middle of the night, Liu Shengnan rose from bed satisfied. Looking at the man who had already passed out on the bed, she smirked.

That man didn’t deceive her. From now on, Ran Tenghui wouldn’t be able to live without her.

After giving it a thought, she poured the rest of the medicine powder into a cup, stirred it evenly, and placed it on the bedside table.

“Breakfast time.” The nurse placed the breakfast box on the table and walked away coldly.

Zhu Shaodan looked at the unappetizing breakfast, feeling like he was going to lose his mind.

After a long month, he hadn’t stepped outside his hospital room once. The only places he could go were the bed and the bathroom.

Eating meals as plain as grass three times a day, he had lost more than twenty kilos.

That day he had heard his mother and Uncle Wen speaking outside the door. Even they couldn’t help him now; it seemed he had provoked someone big this time.

His feelings had turned from anger to numbness, and finally to regret. When the lawyer said he might have to go to a juvenile detention center, which was a horrible place, he regretted it, he wanted to go home..</p