From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 459 - : 214 A Windy Night (Second Watch)
Chapter 459: 214 A Windy Night (Second Watch)
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As soon as Ming Ti left, Ming Jing’s phone rang.
Qu Feitai’s singing echoed in the silent room, as if it would continue until Ming Jing answered.
“Ms. Ming Jing…, I’m Gu Qingshan, is it convenient for you to talk now?”
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Ming Jing glanced at the night view outside the window: “I’m sorry, Mr. Gu, I need to rest now.”
“My apologies for disturbing you, Ms. Ming Jing. Please be sure to come to Ya Garden at eight o’clock tomorrow evening. I’ll be waiting for you.”
Ming Jing hung up and then received a call from Shen Zhou.
“I’ve taken care of the rumors on the internet, so you don’t have to worry about Gu Qingshan. Mr. Shen has his own way to deal with it.” Shen Zhou’s gentle voice came quietly from the phone, as if it could soothe all turbulence and anxiety.
“Thank you, big brother.”
“No need to be polite with your big brother. Get some rest early, and if you have time tomorrow, come back and see dad, he misses you.”
“Alright, big brother, get some rest as well.”
As soon as the call ended, Shen Zhou’s expression turned cold.
Shen Ke said, “Gu Qingshan has asked Ms. Ming Jing to meet him at Ya Garden tomorrow night at eight. By the way, this afternoon, Gu Qingshan met with Ran Tengxiao. I don’t know what they conspired about, but I believe it could be related to Ms. Ming Jing.”
“Ran Tengxiao? He’s really overstepping.” The Rans has always been a thorn in their side, and Mr. Shen wanted to uproot them completely, but Ran Tengxiao was slippery, and his power was deeply rooted, making it difficult.
What were they trying to do by joining forces?
From the outside, the Shens’ Villa looked quite ordinary, it was hard to believe that someone of Shen Zhou’s wealth would live in such an unassuming place.
All the open areas in the courtyard were turned into vegetable gardens, filled with fruits and vegetables. Upon entering the gate, Elder Theodore Shelby was busy building a greenhouse for his vegetables.
Ming Jing put down her things and went over to help, and when Elder Theodore Shelby saw her, he smiled, “You haven’t come to see your father for a few days now, you heartless girl.”
“Didn’t I come now? You should go rest, and I’ll handle this.”
“My body can’t stand resting, I feel itchy all over. But doing chores makes me feel comfortable, I’m just not destined to enjoy luxury.”
“Whether you suffer or enjoy depends on your mindset. Some people find joy in hardship, while others have great wealth but are plagued by illness. It all depends on your attitude.”
“You always make sense. This old man likes to listen to you. Haha, let’s not work anymore, let’s go inside and have some tea and chat. It’s too cold outside, you’re wearing too light clothes.” Elder Theodore Shelby pulled Ming Jing into the living room without asking more questions.
The housekeeper brought in the things that Ming Jing had brought, and Elder Theodore Shelby glanced at them, “There’s so much, I can’t finish it all even with eight mouths. You spent too much again.”
There were both cordyceps and snow ginseng, both extremely valuable Chinese medicinal ingredients.
After taking Elder Theodore Shelby’s pulse, Ming Jing nodded and said, “These are all warming tonics, I’ll teach Madam Zhang to make medicinal meals. As long as you eat them regularly, I can guarantee you’ll live a long life.”
“Haha,” Elder Theodore Shelby laughed heartily, patting Ming Jing’s hand, “I don’t dare to ask for a long life. As long as I can see my grandson born and you get married, I’ll be satisfied.”
Ming Jing’s smile faded slightly as she stood up and said, “What would you like for lunch, Dad? I’ll cook it myself.”
Elder Theodore Shelby couldn’t help but grin even wider, “This old man is in for a treat.”
While cooking, Ming Jing taught Madam Zhang how to pair the medicinal ingredients and how to make medicinal meals. Madam Zhang carefully memorized everything, and couldn’t help but say, “Miss, you know so much. Since you came to our household, the old man has been smiling every day. He really likes you, his daughter, and brags about you to his old friends next door. Those old men always leave angrily.”
Thinking of the scene, Ming Jing smiled.
At noon, Shen Zhou and Shen Ke returned, and behind Shen Ke was a young man who immediately grinned happily upon seeing Elder Theodore Shelby, “Grandpa Shen, I came to see you.”
“Little Heng, it’s you, it’s been a while since you came to our house. You’ve grown taller and more energetic.”
Zhao Heng laughed, “Is Ming Jing here too?”
“She’s cooking in the kitchen. How do you know Ming Jing?”
“We are classmates from the Olympiad Class. Tomorrow, Ming Jing and I are going to Jingzhou together to participate in the CMO. Out of the whole province, only five people were selected, and Ming Jing and I are among them.”
Elder Theodore Shelby laughed even more happily touching Zhao Heng’s hand, “What a talented child.”
Looking at Shen Ke, he said, “You have a good nephew.”
