From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 493: 230 Fingertip (14)

“Miss Zhu, thank you for saving my life today. I don’t know how to express my gratitude, and I’ll never be able to repay you. If I could, I would do so in the next life too.”

As soon as the girl came out, she knelt in front of Ming Jing.

She had already learned from Xie Zhen that the girl who saved her tonight was the renowned Ming Jing.

Rumors about her compassionate nature and her being the embodiment of a Bodhisattva were true.

In the night breeze, her white skirt fluttered, and her silver lotus looked pure and holy, highlighting the girl’s otherworldly elegance.

Ming Jing bent down and helped her up, “You should thank your own courage.”

Only because she had the courage to open the door could people outside see her.

The girl looked at the young woman in front of her with great emotion, and a tear formed in the corner of her eye.

“My name is Lan Huixin, I’m 20 years old and a sophomore at the Film Academy. After a family tragedy, I wanted to earn money to support my family. A classmate introduced me to an audition, but it turned out to be a trap that brought me here…”

Thinking about that scene, the girl’s face turned pale and humiliated. “If it weren’t for you, I… I wouldn’t have the face to live.”

“What’s his name?” Ming Jing asked.

Lan Huixin realized who Ming Jing was referring to and said angrily, “His name is Cheng Peng, the president of Xinghui Entertainment. Xinghui has produced many popular celebrities and has strong financial backing, giving them significant influence in the entertainment industry. Many artists dare not offend him, which is why he’s so brazen. Heaven knows how many disgusting things he’s done behind the scenes.”

Ming Jing furrowed her brows, “Liang Xiaohong…”

“Liang Xiaohong is Xinghui Entertainment’s gold medal agent! Do you know her too? She’s no different from Cheng Peng. I’ve heard about their deeds from friends in the industry. Liang Xiaohong specializes in luring young girls and offering them to others to gain favors and benefits in return. I didn’t believe it before, but now I realize I was too naive.”

Ming Jing curled her lips, it seemed like things had come full circle.

“This issue cannot be simply brushed aside, or more girls like you will be hurt.” The young girl’s cold voice was filled with unwavering determination.

Lan Huixin’s eyes filled with tears, “You’re right. The girls who were hurt before weren’t as lucky as me to meet you. But doing this might offend the powerful backing they have. It could be very difficult and cause trouble for you.”

“I only hope that women in this world will no longer be oppressed and persecuted.” Ming Jing murmured.

Lan Huixin looked at her in a daze, “I’ve never met anyone as good as you…”

Ming Jing shook her head with a smile, “You can try to contact the classmate who introduced you to the audition, and see if you can find any clues.”

Lan Huixin walked to the side with her phone to make a call, while Ming Jing thought for a moment and dialed Zheng Qing’s number.

“Hello, little miss. It’s been a while you finally remembered me”

“Liang Xiaohong and Cheng Peng, how is the investigation going?”

“Ye Zhen has been following this matter. Hasn’t she reported to you? I haven’t been able to contact her for several days.” Zheng Qing yawned, “Is Jingzhou fun?”

Ming Jing frowned, “I can’t get in touch with Ye Zhen either.”

Zheng Qing’s casual tone suddenly turned serious, “Did something happen to Ye Zhen?”

Realizing something was wrong, Zheng Qing said, “I’ll look into it right away.”

It was unbelievable for Lan Huixin’s classmate to receive a call at this time, “Huixin? Weren’t you auditioning? How did it go?”

Lan Huixin sneered, how could she be so foolish? An audition with a director at night, in an entertainment club, was obviously suspicious.

Ultimately, it was a mix of blind trust and the desire for money that drove her to overlook these crucial details.

Lan Huixin choked back a sob, tears welling up, “Tingting, how could you deceive me? Do you know what I… what I went through?” In the end, she covered her mouth and cried in pain.

The other party paused, their tone somewhat hesitant, “Huixin, what happened?”

“You know exactly what happened. I can’t believe I have a friend like you!”

The other party stopped pretending, “Huixin, I did this for your sake. Think about it, he’s the president of Xinghui Entertainment. If he takes a liking to you and invests some resources, you’ll become a huge star, saving you decades of struggle. If I didn’t have a boyfriend, I would’ve taken this opportunity myself.”

Lan Huixin couldn’t help but feel disgusted, “Do you know how old and ugly he is? I almost felt sick.”

“Just endure it, and it’ll be over soon. Don’t you want to make money? Once you become famous, you can find someone better. Huixin, please don’t blame me. I just wanted to help you, seeing you struggle with money every day. I really wanted to help.”

Listening to the other party’s insincere tone, Lan Huixin almost threw up. How could she have such a disgusting friend?

“Where did you meet President Cheng? He’s the president of Xinghui Entertainment, and he’s not from our world at all?””It was Han Yue who introduced me to it…” Realizing that she had let something slip, she quickly added, “I have something going on here, so I’ll hang up now and talk to you later.”

Lan Huixin looked at her disconnected phone and let out a cold laugh.

Han Yue…

Upon returning to the hotel, Ming Jing received a big hug.

“Hahaha, guess who I am?” A boyish, arrogant laughter echoed in the corridor.

“Bai Ziyan, let go.”

Bai Ziyan released her and looked up in boredom. Upon seeing her, his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

“How long has it been since we last met? You’ve grown more beautiful. Are you interested in falling into my arms?”

Ming Jing brushed off his hand, “Stop touching me, behave.”

As she walked into the room, Bai Ziyan followed her with a cheeky grin, “You’re staying alone in the presidential suite, huh? Feeling lonely? Do you want me to stay with you tonight?”

Ming Jing raised an eyebrow: “Bai Ziyan, are you free?”

Bai Ziyan rummaged through the liquor cabinet and made a face of disdain, “I have plenty of time to accompany you, but unfortunately, your eyes are blind to me.”

Ming Jing said, “If you’re free, I actually have a job for you that’s quite suitable.”

Bai Ziyan’s eyes lit up, “Tell me quickly. I’ve been growing restless lately.”

Ten minutes later, Bai Ziyan left the hotel in high spirits.

Before going to bed, Ming Jing received a call from Zhu Xiangxiang.

This was the first time Zhu Xiangxiang had contacted her since the incident at Yunmeng Villa.

The conversation began with reminiscing about the past and then shifted to Zhu Xiangxiang’s current participation in a talent show in Jingzhou. With no friends or connections there, Zhu Xiangxiang wanted to see Ming Jing and tell her a secret about her origin.

Zhu Xiangxiang was confident this last point would capture Ming Jing’s interest, and indeed it did.

“I’ll see you at Huangguan Club tomorrow night at eight.” Zhu Xiangxiang hung up the phone, her mouth curving smugly.

Ming Jing couldn’t help but smile, wondering why it had to be Huangguan Club again.

“Xiao Fei, come out for a drink.” Bai Ziyan roamed around the streets late at night, taking in the cool air.

Qu Feitai, immersed in his songwriting, had no interest in joining him; “Get lost, don’t disturb my creative process.”

Not long after, “Bang bang bang.” The sound of knocking was deafening.

Qu Feitai took a deep breath. If he didn’t open the door, the knocking would continue. “Thud thud thud” in an unending loop that irritated him beyond measure.

Qu Feitai angrily opened the door, and Bai Ziyan, carrying a crate of beer, walked in. “Let’s see what our talented singer Qu is working on at home!”

“Bai Ziyan, what are you up to?” Qu Feitai looked at the empty cans near the door helplessly.

Bai Ziyan pointed at him, “Hmph… This face of yours has deceived thousands of girls. I’m going to tell your fans that you and I are engaged from birth and that in this life, you’ll never… escape from the palm of my hand.”

Qu Feitai held back his anger: “You’re drunk.”

“Drunk, my ass! Qu Feitai, I ask you, do you like Ming Jing?” Bai Ziyan held Qu Feitai’s face in both hands, asking with a smile.

Qu Feitai shook off his hands in disgust: “Bai Ziyan, wake up.”

“Haha, you admit it, you like Ming Jing. I should’ve known sooner…” Bai Ziyan lay down on the sofa, mumbling to himself and slipping into a deep slumber.

Qu Feitai clenched and then released his fist, reminding himself not to argue with a fool.

Disgustedly, he removed Bai Ziyan’s shoes, covered him with a blanket, and kicked him: “Get the hell out of here tomorrow morning, or I’ll call your brother.”

In response, thunderous snoring from the young man kept Qu Feitai awake all night.