U?DATÎD by ??XN?VEL.??M
Translator: 549690339
âNo, youâre being too modest.â Jiang Chunlan looked up at her, frowning, her face showing a hint of anger.
She had been deceived! If it werenât for Ming Jingâs sharp eyes today, she would have spent her money in vain.
According to Ming Jing, there were many shady businesses in the auction industry, forming a specialized industry chain. Situations like these were common, and the counterfeitersâ skills were superb. It was just a pity that they encountered Ming Jing.
However, she wouldnât remind Jiang Chunlan of thisâJiang Chunlan would be able to find this out herself.
âWho is this ancestor that Ms. Zhu mentioned? Why donât you tell us so we can all get acquainted and learn something new?â Madam Shen pressed.
She had heard that just three months ago, Ming Jing had been a young nun on Baitou Mountain. Where did her insights come from? There was something eerie about herâshe was too odd.
What was real and what was fake about the mysterious tales circulating around her among the wealthy women?
Ming Jing gave a faint smile: âIâm afraid Iâll disappoint you, Madam. That person has already passed away.â
Madam Shen doubted whether such a person even existed; perhaps everything had been fabricated by Ming Jing, who relied solely on her own words, unable to be verified.
That girl could beguile people with her mouth alone.
Even someone as clever as Madam Jiang fell for it.
Jiang Chunlan instructed Zhou Xue: âContact the auction house. They dared to deceive me with a fake item, itâs outrageous.â
Zhou Xue replied: âMadam, there happens to be an auction in Jiangzhou tonight, organized by Jiade Group.â
Taking possession of an antique from an auction wasnât as simple as receiving it on the spot, especially overseas, where the procedures were complicated. Jiang Chunlan had bid on a piece a month ago, and it had just been delivered to her a few days agoâit would have been much easier if it had been a domestic auction.
Jiang Chunlan immediately decided, âIt seems that we will have to cause a scene tonight.â
She then looked at Ming Jing: âJoin me.â
Ming Jingâs brows furrowed imperceptibly. Jiang Chunlan asked, âDo you have other plans tonight?â
Jiang Chunlan glanced at Zhou Xue, who seemed to unintentionally remind her: âTonightâs auction is an official charity event organized by the government. Mayor Shen, Secretary Gu, and other political and business celebrities will attend.â
Madam Shen nodded: âMy husband mentioned it to meâit seems it was organized to help with education for impoverished children in mountainous areas⊠I was planning on attending anyway, and now I have company.â
Ming Jing spoke softly: âIn such a formal setting, my backgroundâŠ.â
Jiang Chunlan held her hand: âYou are my guest; who dares to say no?â
Madam Shen smiled: âExactly, with Madam Jiang covering you, what is there to fear?â
Ming Jing nodded. âAs you wish.â
Her gaze passed imperceptibly over Zhou Xue and Jiang Chunlanâs faces, the corners of her mouth faintly curling up.
Everyone played thur parts well Lills Play.
Before getting into the car, Ming Jing apologetically looked at Jiang Chunlan, took her phone, and walked to the side to answer the call.
Jiang Chunlan smiled kindly, watching Ming Jing walk under a fragrant camphor tree. Her white clothes billowed gently, light and graceful, elegant and captivating.
âMadam, as you suspected, Ms. Zhu is even smarter than you imagined,â said Zhou Xue.
âIf she werenât smart, I wouldnât have chosen her.â Jiang Chunlanâs lips curved up, her eyes deep as the sea.
Zhou Xue hesitated, then lowered her head quietly.
Madamâs thoughts were unfathomable.
âMing Jing, Iâm coming to see you right now! Wait for me at home, okay?â Tao Xingxingâs excited voice came through the phone.
Ming Jing looked up at the gathering clouds in the sky, speaking softly: âIâm sorry, Xingxing, Iâm afraid I canât accompany you to the concert.â
âAh?â Tao Xingxing let out a disappointed cry but didnât dwell on it.
âI understand, youâre very busy now, and you werenât even interested in celebrities to begin withâI just insisted on dragging you along. However, since you promised me before, consider this a broken promise, and you need to make it up to me.â
Ming Jing smiled: âAlright, how do you want me to compensate you?â
Tao Xingxing hmm-ed for a while. âI havenât thought about it yetâIâll let you know when I do. You go focus on your work. Iâll go with my cousin, hmph!â Tao Xingxing hung up the phone and dialed another number.
âHey, Sis, are you busy tonight? I got tickets to Qu Feitaiâs concert. The person who promised to go with me bailed. Can you come with me, please?â
Tao Xianxian had just left Ye Groupâs building, feeling refreshed after closing a business deal. She had been thinking of treating herself and her wish came true.
âSure, I didnât manage to get tickets. Little sister, youâre my lucky star!â
A blue sports car stopped in front of Tao Xianxian, and Ye Sheng removed his sunglasses, giving her a teasing smile: âWould you like to join me for dinner, beautiful lady?â
Tao Xianxian raised her eyebrows: âSorry, I already have plans for tonight.â Ye Sheng was momentarily startled: âMale or female?â
Tao Xianxianâs eyes glinted with mischief: âA manâyoung and incredibly handsome. Sorry, Ye Sheng, I must break our date.â
Before Ye Shengâs face could change, she quickly jumped into a taxi and sped away.
Any fool would know how to choose between a popular star like Qu Feitai and a greasy rich kid like Ye Sheng.
Ye Sheng slapped the steering wheel hard: âWho on earth dares to steal my girl?â
The car moved smoothly through the evening traffic. However, the streets of Jiangzhou seemed unusually congested tonight.
There were also several times more traffic policemen at the intersections than usual.
Madam Shen looked out the window and said: âIt seems like thereâs a popular celebrity holding a concert in Jiangzhou tonight. The traffic in the city will be paralyzed because of him. We left a bit late.â
Jiang Chunlanâs eyes sparkled: âA big star?â
Madam Shen tried to recall: âI think his name is something like Qu⊠a singer, look at my memory.â
âQu Feitai.â
âYes, thatâs right! So Jiang Madam knows about him too. It seems he is really popular. â
Jiang Chunlan smiled faintly: âA young idol, really successful.â
The Qu familyâs mischievous youngest son had now become a superstar, surrounded by adoring fans.
Her last memory of him was from twelve years agoâwhen he was just a boy with a piercing gaze on that night.
âI killed someoneâŠ
Time, indeed, could change many things.
Ming Jing looked out the car window as a group of excited teenage girls crossed the street.
The excitement of meeting their idol was written on their young faces. They held flags featuring the youthful comic character Qand that striking name.
Ming Jing thought of his profile pictureâit looked exactly the same..
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