萌白酱金丝旗袍在线

Chapter 420: Head of 195 (First Update)

Ming Jing said, “Big brother, leave it to me.”

Shen Zhou nodded but did not step back, standing side by side with Ming Jing.

“Zhu Xiangxiang, you’re drunk.” Ming Jing looked at the blushing Zhu Xiangxiang and spoke indifferently.

The night was filled with the distant sound of opera singing, and melancholy beauty.

The young girl’s cold voice seemed to come from the heavens, lingering in the air for a long time.

“I’m not drunk. I’m the fake daughter? What a joke, you are the fake daughter…”

“Zhu Xiangxiang, shut your mouth.” Zhu Wentao shouted coldly, causing Zhu Xiangxiang to shudder, sobering up with the cold wind.

Meeting Zhu Wentao’s angry, cold gaze, even Lin Qing looked at her with a pained and incomprehensible expression.

“Father, Mother? Even you don’t believe me?”

“The child is drunk, please forgive her, Shaodan, help your sister to rest.” Lin Qing warned Zhu Shaodan with a frown.

Zhu Shaodan stood up and supported Zhu Xiangxiang: “Let’s go, don’t embarrass yourself any further.”

Zhu Xiangxiang looked across the crowd at the white figure in the distance. The wind blew her clothes, giving her an ethereal grace as she stood under the dim lights.

She saw the young girl raise the corner of her lips, laughing gently. She saw the disdain and mockery in her eyes.

Now, she was Shen Zhou’s sister and whether she was the true or fake daughter of the Zhus no longer mattered.

As for Zhu Wentao and his wife, they valued Ming Jing too much to pursue the truth.

Only she was left, like a fool.

Mocking gazes from all around fell onto Zhu Xiangxiang. She was like a monkey in a zoo, becoming the butt of a joke.

No one took her words seriously. They all thought she was jealous and mad.

Zhu Xiangxiang, in a daze, was pulled away by Zhu Shaodan.

The small episode quickly passed, and everyone continued eating and drinking, enjoying the opera and beautiful scenery. The night was destined to belong to Ming Jing.

People talked about everything related to her, mentioning Zhu Xiangxiang’s words earlier, laughing: “That Zhu Xiangxiang must be out of her mind. How could Ms. Zhu be the fake daughter? She is the real fake daughter.”

“Even if Ms. Zhu were a fake daughter, she’s now Shen Zhou’s sister. Who cares about the title of the true daughter of the Zhus?”

“Exactly, but Ms. Zhu wouldn’t be that kind of person. Treating Zhu Xiangxiang like a treasure, allowing Ms. Zhu to leave the house, the Zhus are really a joke. They picked up sesame seeds and lost a watermelon.”

Liu Yaxin’s brows relaxed, hearing Liu Yuerong’s curious voice: “Aunt, do you think what Zhu Xiangxiang just said is true?”

Liu Yaxin glanced at her: “Whether it’s true or false is no longer important. She’s now Shen Zhou’s sister, not Ms. Zhu.”

“But…”

“But what? Remember, she’s Shen Zhou’s sister, the future leader of Jiangzhou’s ladies. If you want to offend her, first think about her brother Shen Zhou. Can you afford to offend him?”

Liu Yuerong’s neck retracted, and she grumbled resentfully: “Why is her fate so good?”

Liu Yaxin said: “Some people are born with an advantage. Jealousy is useless. Do you want a powerful enemy or a powerful friend?”

“You mean I should try to be friends with her?”

“Only if she thinks highly of you.” Liu Yaxin sarcastically replied without pity, Liu Yuerong’s face turning pale; “Aunt…”

“Alright, let’s be serious. She’s different than what I imagined, and I was wrong about her. You should think about it yourself.”

With that, Liu Yaxin stopped paying attention to her.

“Big Brother, I’m going to meet a friend.” Ming Jing looked towards Zhao Qin’s table.

Shen Zhou frowned. Ran Tengxiao was not on his invitation list as he didn’t want any connection with the Rans. But this time, the invitations were handled by Elder Theodore Shelby, who wanted a grand event, inviting all the respectable families in Jiangzhou, whether they were good or bad.

Shen Zhou said, “I’ll go with you.”

Dealing with the Rans was no easy task, especially Ran Tengxiao. He hadn’t forgotten the trouble Ran Tengxiao had caused Ming Jing during the Narcissus Basin auction.

“Zhao Qin.” Ming Jing approached with a smile.

Zhao Qin immediately stood up, grinning as she patted Ming Jing’s shoulder, “Should I call you Ms. Zhu or Ms. Shen now?”