From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Compared to the shares Zhu Wentao pried away from her, these were slight.

Lin Qing took all the jewelry she had collected from the safe deposit box, some of which Zhu Wentao had given her, and some she had acquired from auctions. Most of this jewelry was rather extravagant, suitable for collection, but not for wearing out.

She divided the jewelry into two portions, then moved a piece made of mutton-fat jade from the left to the right. After some hesitation, she picked a jade thumb ring from the Ming Dynasty and placed it on the right side.

After a struggle of thoughts, Lin Qing put a dazzlingly beautiful ruby necklace on the right side.

Only then did she nod in satisfaction.

Then she took out all the property title deeds, arranged them and put them into two folders.

Finally, she dialed a phone number: “Hello, Attorney Han, I’m sorry to bother you so late…”

Elder Theodore Shelby was watching a video when the door of his room was suddenly knocked on.

Elder Theodore was taken aback. Shen Ke had not called to say he was coming, and he had hidden the fact that he was sick just to avoid those opportunists who wanted to climb up the ladder under the pretense of visiting him.

Elder Theodore coughed, “Come in.”

A middle-aged man walked in carrying fruit baskets in both hands and a box of health products in his right hand.

“Mr. Shelby, I heard that you were hospitalised, so I came to visit.”

Elder Theodore squinted at him, “Who told you?”

The visitor laughed, looking simple and honest. Simple and honest? Elder Theodore saw only one word in his eyes: cunning.

Without bothering to answer the question directly, the man put the items on the floor, sat on the stool next to the bed, and kindly asked, “So how is your illness now?”

Elder Theodore grunted: “Do I look like a sick person to you?” “Of course not, you’re very chipper, could live over a hundred years.”

“After all that chatter, who the hell are you?” Elder Theodore spoke impatiently.

“I am Zhu Wentao. Elder Theodore, you might not know me, but you must have heard of Zhu Group. I am the founder of Zhu Group. I am in business with Mr. Shen Zhou and we are friends. So, by sentiment and reason, as a junior, when I heard you were hospitalised, I was obliged to come and visit.” Zhu Wentao politely said.

Elder Theodore responded with an “Oh”: “Waiting for Shen Zhou, huh? He’s busy and can’t make it.”

Zhu Wentao cheerfully laughed: “I came specially to visit you.”

Hypocrite!

Elder Theodore no longer paid any attention to him, took out his mobile phone and continued watching the video. Zhu Wéntao felt uneasy being ignored. He glanced at Elder Theodore’s phone screen and saw a noisy background, the voices of many people talking, like a secretly recorded small video. He squinted at the silhouette of a girl and found it strangely familiar.

“Uncle Shelby, what are you watching?”

Elder Theodore shot him a glance: “Nothing.” After closing the phone, Elder Theodore suddenly said: “I’m thirsty.”

Zhu Wentao quickly got up to pour him water.

“Are you trying to scald me to death… ”

“Hiss…old people have bad digestive systems, why would you let me drink such cold water, what is your intention?

Zhu Wentao, barely holding back his impatience, refilled a cup of warm water. This time it should have no problem. But Elder Theodore was a tough nut to crack, he spat the water in Zhu’s direction: “There’s tea stain, is this drinkable for anyone?”

“I want to watch television.” “I want to eat an apple…”

“I need to use the restroom…”

Zhu Wentao fled in a panic, only returned to his senses after exiting the hospital.

Elder Theodore was simply a troublemaker. Zhu began to have some sympathy for Shen Zhou.

Today he didn’t meet Shen Zhou and was even played with by Elder Theodore. Full of anger, Zhu Wentao returned to the company. Secretary Wang informed him that several major shareholders wanted to see Mr. Zhu.

It seems that the issue regarding Spring Academy could no longer be kept a secret, the shareholders were here to pressure him.

Mr. Zhu felt annoyed: “Find some excuse to send them away, I don’t have time to see them for now.”

Secretary Wang hesitated, “Mr. Zhu, Mr. Fu from Nansheng Securities has invited you to a dinner meeting at seven this evening at the Cha Tower. What do you think…?”

Mr. Zhu also had something to speak with him: “Yes, let’s go.”

Inside a disco, Charles Gao and Bai Ziyan were nestled on a sofa in the corner. Charles pointed to a man dancing closely with a dancer on the dance floor not far away and sarcastically said, “His leg isn’t even healed and he’s out playing. Looks like the injury was light.”

Bai Ziyan had his legs propped on the tea table. He said lazily, “I’m heading back to Jingdu day after tomorrow..”