From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 672 - : 348 Life Story (Pre-dawn)

Chapter 672: 348 Life Story (Pre-dawn)

“Zhu Shaodan, stop messing around and get over here.”

Lin Qing instantly regretted her decision, Zhu Xiangxiang really wanted to bring down the whole Zhu family.

She hadn’t considered the consequences at all.

“I’m not messing around,” Zhu Shaodan snorted coldly, “I have evidence.”

Zhu Shaodan then turned around and yelled, “Bring them in.”

Then, a young girl led two people in.

Xie Zhen hid in the corner, wanting to step out and defend Ming Jing, but worried she wasn’t worthy. She breathed a sigh of relief when Liu Muxue stepped out.

It wasn’t until she saw the girl who came in that she gasped “Tang Wan?”

Thinking back to what Tang Wan had said mysteriously after the exam that day, Xie Zhen immediately understood.

“So she’s in cahoots with Zhu Xiangxiang, trying to frame Ming Jing.”

Zhao Heng frowned, “Stay put, I’ll go find Mr. Shen.”

Shen Zhou stepped out and said, “Madam Zhu, is this how you raise your children in the Zhu family? You allowed my sister to be humiliated like this, are you trying to disrespect our Shen family?”

Elder Theodore Shelby snorted coldly: “Ming Jing, let’s go. We won’t tolerate this nonsense from the Zhu family.”

Ming Jing patted Elder Theodore Shelby’s hand and looked at Shen Zhou.

Shen Zhou understood Ming Jing’s gaze, but he really couldn’t figure out what this girl was up to.

She wouldn’t let herself be wronged, but today’s drama was truly baffling.

Lin Qing’s face froze, Ming Jing was her own daughter and her heart also ached. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

When Lin Qing saw the three people who walked in, her gaze fell on the oldest woman among them, “Zhao Xiaohui?”

Zhao Xiaohui had never been in such a big event with so many people, scared to her bones, and wishing she could just run away.

For those who didn’t know who Zhao Xiaohui was, Zhu Xiangxiang explained loudly, “Zhao Xiaohui is my biological mother. As everyone knows, sixteen years ago, Madam Zhu and my mother were simultaneously in labor in a clinic in Qingfeng Town. Both gave birth to a baby girl, but due to a nurse’s mistake, the two baby girls got switched. I was brought back to the Zhu family while my mother brought home the real Zhu family’s daughter.”

Everyone listened to Zhu Xiangxiang’s explanation as if it was a story, it was too far-fetched and bizarre.

“It’s a shame, my mother had a child out of wedlock, and recklessly opposed societal norms. My grandmother, thinking of my mother’s well-being, secretly sent the child away without my mother’s knowledge. She’d heard about a nunnery on Baitou Mountain which took in homeless baby girls, so with a heavy heart, she left the baby at the door of the nunnery.”

Everyone knows that Ming Jing came from the Jiyue Temple on Baitou Mountain. If the Jiyue Temple hadn’t closed, its threshold would have probably been trampled by now.

Was there any significance to Zhu Xiangxiang’s words? Didn’t this just confirm Ming Jing’s identity?

As if guessing what everyone was thinking, Zhu Xiangxiang smirked, a look of smugness in her eyes.

She looked at Ming Jing, who also looked back at her.

Their eyes met, and Zhu Xiangxiang was slightly taken aback to see her still so calm.

But soon, she would lose her calm.

“My mother has held the real heiress of the Zhu family. Can you tell everyone, what special features does the real heiress have?”

Zhao Xiaohui lowered her head.

Zhu Xiangxiang whispered, “At this point, you have no other option but to help me.”

Zhao Xiaohui closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and said, “The real Zhu family’s daughter has a butterfly birthmark on her upper back.”

Lin Qing was taken aback. She hadn’t held her own daughter since she was born, she didn’t even know her daughter had a birthmark and had to learn about it from a stranger.

At that moment, a voice rang out from the crowd, “I’ve ridden horseback with Ms. Zhu and have seen her back when we changed clothes – there’s no butterfly birthmark. You really should come up with a better lie.”

Everyone turned to see Zhao Qin.

She was from the Rans, and couldn’t be expected to say anything good if she opened her mouth. It was kind of her not to side with Zhu Xiangxiang to harm Ming Jing.

Moreover, who knew if this Zhao Xiaohui was just blabbering nonsense? All she had was her words; after all, she might be the only one who had seen the real heiress of the Zhu family.

Zhao Xiaohui was questioned, and quickly said, “I swear to God, if I’m lying, may I die a horrible death.”

But dared to swear, which made everyone hesitant.

“Ming Jing, do you dare to bare your back for everyone to see? You don’t, because there is no birthmark on your back, you’re an imposter.”