From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

“I made extra food tonight, so you and Shiba can eat together.”

Ming Ti left with the insulated lunch box in hand.

“Brother Qu, don’t mind her. She’s just a bit stubborn. Let’s eat.” Ming Chen pulled Qu Feitai to sit at the dining table.

Eight dishes and one soup, extremely lavish.

Five people eating, including two children, quite extravagant indeed.

“Mr. Qu, time was limited, so I could only prepare these. I hope you don’t mind.”

Qu Feitai spoke gently, “Aunt Wen, from now on, I will be Ming Chen’s music teacher. We will meet often, so please don’t be too formal with me. Just call me Xiao Qu.”

“In that case, Ming Chen is really fortunate.” Han Suwen smiled.

Xiao Ying secretly winked at Ming Chen. Not bad, keeping quiet and accepting Qu Feitai as a teacher.

Ming Chen proudly puffed out her chest. She must study diligently and not let Brother Qu down.

“Shiba, brother.” Ming Ti unlocked the door, “I brought you food.”

An empty rope hung from the ceiling in the empty living room, with a boy hanging upside down from it like a bat. Hearing the girl’s voice, he twisted his body in mid-air and landed lightly.

“Wow…” Ming Ti couldn’t help but exclaim, “So amazing.”

Shiba’s eyes fell on the insulated lunch box in Ming Ti’s hand and he swallowed.

Ming Ti immediately opened the lunch box, “Aunt Wen made braised fish and lion’s head meatballs tonight, your favorites.”

Ming Ti propped her chin with both hands and watched the boy opposite her gobble up the food, muttering, “Shiba, Ming Chen is learning music with Qu Feitai and has found her life’s direction, but what should I learn?”

Shiba continued eating with no sign of hearing her words.

Ming Ti’s eyes suddenly brightened, “Shiba, brother, will you teach me martial arts? I want to learn to be very powerful, to protect Ming Jing.”

Shiba paused while eating, glanced at her, then continued eating without a word.

“Shiba, brother, if you teach me martial arts, you will be my master. I will bring you delicious food every day, and do whatever you want me to do. Please, Shiba, brother.”

The young girl’s coquetry was as effective as Ming Chen’s, making Shiba’s skin crawl. He continued eating while speaking, “Learning kung fu is bitter and tiring.”

Ming Ti raised her eyebrows proudly, “I’m not like Ming Chen, a delicate package. I want to learn martial arts and become a powerful person, so no one can bully me. I also want to protect Ming Jing, Ming Chen, and Xiao Wu.”

Shiba looked at the determination in the little girl’s eyes, swallowed a bite of the lion’s head meatballs, and said, “Didn’t Ming Jing teach you?”

Ming Ti was puzzled, “Ming Jing is frail, how could she know martial arts? She taught me Buddhist scriptures and theories. But now I have returned to secular life, and I no longer have to listen to her sermons. Shiba, brother, I only tell you this, but I don’t actually like studying Buddhism at all. I especially hated memorizing Buddhist scriptures since I was a child, but I was afraid of being disrespectful to Buddha.”

Since she was a child, she had a reticent personality and liked to keep things bottled up inside. But only to Shiba, the quiet boy with clean eyes, was she willing to openly share her thoughts. Talking to him was very relaxing.

Shiba frowned. How deeply did Ming Jing hide her true self that even Ming Ti, who grew up with her, did not know?

Shiba nodded, “You can learn kung fu with me, but let me be clear: you cannot give up halfway. This path is more exhausting and hard than you can imagine. It’s not too late to back out now.”

“I’m not afraid of hardship or fatigue, Shiba, brother. I’m ready.”

Shiba dropped his chopsticks, suddenly grabbed Ming Ti’s hand and startled her. His gaze was clear and unpolluted by distracting thoughts, making her panic seem misplaced.

Shiba’s fingers followed her meridians upwards, reaching her shoulders and collarbone. Ming Ti sat still, not daring to move.

“Shiba, brother, what are you doing?”

“Your tendons and bones are flexible, which makes you a good candidate for practicing martial arts. Besides teaching you Buddhist scriptures, what else has Ming Jing taught you?”

Ming Ti thought for a moment and said, “Since we were children, Ming Jing taught us the Eight-section Brocade. She said it could strengthen the body and prolong life. My sisters, Ming Chen, and Xiao Wu all practice it.”However, her elder sister Ming Chen loved to be lazy, only practicing every few days. But she practiced on time every day.

“That’s it, your second sister has already laid the foundation for you, so building the house will be much more manageable.”

Ming Ti seemed to understand, “So Shiba, is the Eight Section Brocade that my second sister taught me very powerful?”

“It should be good enough. Today, let’s start with the Horse Stance. This is the basic skill for practicing the lower body, and you will practice it for two hours every day.”

Ming Ti sighed and reluctantly began to pose. After Shiba corrected her posture, he flew up the rope like a swimming snake and wrapped himself around it easily. With his legs crossed, he hung upside down in a strange posture.

Time passed quietly, and when Shiba opened his eyes, the girl was still maintaining her original posture. Her face was distorted in pain, but she hadn’t moved at all.

Shiba raised his eyebrows in surprise. This girl had a strong will and good physical fitness. She was indeed a martial arts prodigy.

Shiba crossed his arms and said, “Time’s up, you can go back now, and come again tomorrow.”

Ming Ti persisted for another thirty seconds before sitting down on her butt. She wiped the sweat off her forehead laboriously and asked curiously, seeing Shiba still hanging on the rope, “Shiba, do you sleep like this at night?”

Shiba didn’t answer her and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Ming Ti limped away.

“Ming Ti, did someone beat you up?” Seeing Ming Ti walking like a duck, Ming Chen laughed and fell onto the sofa.

“Where is your Brother Qu?” Ming Ti looked around but didn’t see Qu Feitai.

She couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.

“We don’t have a place to stay, so he went to stay in a hotel. You still haven’t told me how you ended up like this. Did you become Shiba’s punching bag?”

Ming Ti gave her a white-eye glance and didn’t bother to explain. She went upstairs to find Ming Jing.

Ming Ti knocked on the door: “Second sister…”.

“Come in.”

Ming Ti pushed the door open and walked in. Ming Jing was reading and taking notes. Ming Ti went over and glanced at the content, which was full of formulas and symbols, making her feel dizzy.

“Second sister, I have something to tell you.”

“Mm.”

“I…I’m learning kung fu from Shiba. Do…do you agree?”

Ming Jing’s hand holding the pen paused, and she looked at her: “Does Shiba agree?”

“Of course, Shiba agrees. He said I have excellent aptitude and am very suitable for martial arts.”

Ming Jing nodded, “If you like it, that’s good. But remember not to give up halfway.”

“I know. By the way, Second Sister, are you going to Jingzhou the day after tomorrow?”

“Yes, I have a flight at eight in the morning.”

“Then…I wish you a smooth journey and success in getting the Gold Medal and entering the national team.”

She had already checked online that a CMO Gold Medal would qualify her for admission to a prestigious university. With her second sister’s strength, it was definitely possible.

“When I’m not at home, you, Ming Chen, and Xiao Wu should listen to Wenwen. If anything happens, call me.”

“Don’t worry, Second Sister, I’ll take care of them.”

Ming Ti hesitated for a moment, wanting to ask Ming Jing about Li Yu’s situation. The rumor around the school was that Li Yu was planning to drop out. At first, Ming Chen was able to deceive everyone, but as they thought more about it, they understood the truth.

Everyone guessed that she and Ming Chen had even more powerful connections at home, and they had forced Li Yu to drop out. She and Ming Chen neither confirmed nor denied the rumor, making them even more famous in school. Even the teachers in the third grade knew their names.