From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 640: 336 Bright Heart_2

“You were never one to cry since you were little. Master and I once suspected that you had some disability, but you were too smart. You could learn anything after trying it just once. You taught me how to read and write, and although you were my junior, you felt more like another master to me. Sometimes I would see you kneeling alone in front of the Buddha statue, enduring day after day of bitter cultivation. It broke my heart – even though you were just a child, you had lost your innocence and become like an old person.”

“Ming Jing, you’re someone without feelings.”

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“Ming Jing, are you listening?” A cautious, young female voice came through the phone.

This was her senior’s voice, but her senior would never speak to her in such a tone.

She was like the sun in the scorching heat, always so confident and cheerful.

If it were her senior, she would definitely say: “You silly girl, just say what you want to say, or let out the fart you’ve been holding in. I can’t stand your mysterious, timid appearance – it makes me furious.”

Ming Jing laughed. Hearing Ming Jing’s laughter, Ye Zhen on the other end of the phone was shocked.

“Ming Jing… are you… are you alright?”

“Are you free on New Year’s Day? Come back to Jiangzhou.”

“Alright, I’ll make sure to rush back.” Ye Zhen would crawl back if she had to – it was rare for Ming Jing to actively need her.

“The weather in Snow Mountain has changed suddenly these days, be careful.”

After talking for a few minutes, the phone indicated an incoming call. Ming Jing hung up and answered the new one.

“Ming Jing, who is this Li Chan to you?” Zheng Qing asked bluntly.

“What happened?”

“First, tell me who she is to you.” Zheng Qing seemed somewhat anxious.

“A nanny’s sister from the Zhu family.”

“Is that it?” Zheng Qing seemed incredulous.

Ming Jing asked, “Is there a problem with her identity?”

“She has been dead for thirteen years in the system, and her household registration has already been cancelled long ago.”

Thirteen years ago?

With a slightly deep gaze, Ming Jing stared at the pitch-black night and said calmly, “What about Li Juan?”

“Same. Both sisters died thirteen years ago, and also…”

Zheng Qing lowered his voice, hesitating for a while before saying, “This familiar method, if I’m not mistaken, was done by one of my colleagues. Li Juan’s identity must not be simple. I’ll look further into Li Chan, and you should pry Li Juan’s mouth open. There’s definitely a secret with these two sisters.”

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Li Juan was once again awakened by a nightmare and got out of bed.

At three o’clock in the morning, the entire Mingshan Garden was shrouded in silence. The lonely moonlight shone on the earth, reflecting a faint, cold light.

Li Juan tucked a bundle of paper under her arm and hurriedly ran to a bare phoenix tree in the backyard.

Flames rose, and the fire instantly devoured the paper, illuminating Li Juan’s resentful eyes.

“Xiao Bao, you and your father should be living well on the other side. Once I’ve avenged you, I’ll come find you. If you’re lacking anything, just tell me, and I’ll burn it for you.”

Suddenly, a white skirt appeared in her sight, lifted by the night wind. It was even more eerie and frightening than the fire burned for the dead in the middle of the night.

Li Juan fell down on her behind, scared, “You… what do you want to do?”

The person approached, and Li Juan sighed with relief, “So it’s the young lady. You scared me to death. I thought you were a ghost.”

Walking without making a sound in the middle of the night, wearing a white dress – it was even more terrifying than a ghost.

The hazy night was like a fog, making it difficult for her to see the girl’s face – a mysterious and blurry figure.

“You and Li Chan died thirteen years ago.”

Li Juan didn’t expect the young lady to find out so quickly. She really found the right person.

The fire gradually extinguished, leaving a pile of ashes and a few scattered sparks jumping in the night.

Li Juan knelt before the ashes, “Yes, I should have died thirteen years ago, but I was lucky and escaped. Unfortunately, my husband and one-year-old son weren’t so fortunate. What sins did I commit in my past life that I must be tormented like this in this one?”

Ming Jing listened quietly.

Each teardrop contained the joys and sorrows, departures and reunions of the human world.

At this moment, the seemingly heartless woman was nothing more than a pitiful person who had lost her husband and son in a great calamity.

Tears rolled into the ashes, making a faint hissing sound before being vaporized.

“My sister went to Jingzhou to work when she turned 18. We had lost contact for two years before we found out she was working as a nanny for a wealthy family. This family paid her a high salary, and she could send a large sum of money back home every year. Our family built a new house, and everyone in the village envied us for having such a capable daughter. Some jealous people would speak ill of my sister behind her back, but we all knew that my sister was not that kind of person. Sometimes I would ask her who she was working for, but she would always evade the question, saying she had signed a confidentiality agreement and that revealing any information about her employer would result in a large fine.”