From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 304: 139 Ye Zhen (First Watch)_3

“You’re almost fully recovered,” said Ming Jing as she released her wrist.

“Can I leave this place? I’ve been here for so many days, I’m really suffocating. Don’t worry, I won’t cause any trouble for you,” the young girl said anxiously, yet hopefully.

Being confined was unbearable, despite the adequate food and numerous attendants.

She realized at this moment how important freedom was.

Ming Jing looked downward at her. Standing tall, she blocked the overhead light, casting a shadow. The girl instinctively shrank back.

Ming Jing was much younger than her, but facing those eyes induced a soul-shaking fear.

The girl’s eyes lit up.

“But you need to change your appearance so that nobody can recognize you.

You also must conceal your real name.”

Liang Yanran paused and nodded without asking why: “Okay.”

“The day after tomorrow, I will be attending a lifestyle variety show, be my assistant.”

A lifestyle variety show?

Liang Yanran realized that the tide of fate had come full circle. She had just left the entertainment industry and was about to reenter with a new identity.

Before, she was a celebrated star; now, she was a mere assistant.

“As long as you keep your promise, I will not refuse anything you ask me to do.”

Liang Yanran hadn’t forgotten the reason why she was hanging on, switching identities might help with her investigation.

A young woman entered the room and politely said: “Miss.”

Ming Jing nodded, “Begin.”

The woman held a black bag which seemed full.

Liang Yanran watched her curiously. The woman took out a set of makeup tools, false hairs, and clothes. “Let’s begin.”

Liang Yanran turned to look at Ming Jing.

Ming Jing sat on the sofa, flipping through a magazine.

Liang Yanran pursed her lips and turned away.

After the female makeup artist was done, she stepped back, satisfied: “After so long, I’ve finally learned well.”

Then, she picked out a short wig and put it on Liang Yanran’s head. “Now, go check yourself in the mirror.”

Liang Yanran went to the bathroom, only to scream at what she saw.

Just who was this ugly woman with dark skin, facial spots, and a mole near her mouth in the mirror?

Moreover, there was a hair growing from the mole, moving as she breathed. It was extremely vivid !

Her previous face, although not exceedingly beautiful, was at least pretty. Now, where did this ugly-looking woman come from?

There was literally no trace of the original body’s appearance.

If she hadn’t seen it, she would have thought she was reborn in another body again.

Liang Yanran rushed out of the bathroom, pointing at her face: “This is too ugly. ”

Ming Jing looked up and furrowed her eyebrows.

“Too noticeable.”

Ugly and noticeable indeed, Liang Yanran almost burst out.

Han Suwen quickly held onto Liang Yanran: “Let’s adjust it a little again.”

This time was better; the skin was not that dark, just a bit yellowish. The mole was gone, and she looked less remarkable but much better, too average to notice in a crowd.

An extremely ordinary person.

Han Suwen was satisfied with her handiwork: “This is special waterproof makeup; it can hold for a week.”

Liang Yanran frowned, bothered. Why did she have to change so much…? Ming Jing closed the magazine, stood up: “Let’s go.”

She couldn’t figure out what Ming Jing was up to and didn’t dare to ask. She just followed her and left the room. Before stepping out of the sickroom, she glanced back at the woman who applied her makeup. She took off her shoes and lay down on the bed.

Liang Yanran frowned, realizing that her current identity seemed somewhat complicated, at least her face must not be recognized.

Could there be danger?

She looked at the girl walking by her side. Everything was like a puzzle, her life and fortune in her hands.

Liang Yanran followed Ming Jing out of the sickroom, taking a deep breath.

This was the air of freedom.

At the underground parking lot, they got into the car. Du Ze saw their reflection in the rearview mirror but drove in silent.

Once they were out of the sanitarium, predictably, someone started tailing them.

Ming Jing calmly said: “Shake them off.”

Du Ze nodded and hit the gas, disappearing swiftly in the night.

The car raced down the street at night, arriving at Tonghe Shengshi Residence.

As the elevator door opened, Ming Jing looked up to see a familiar face.

Qu Feitai was also surprised: “Ming Jing? What are you doing here?”

Ming Jing raised an eyebrow: “That’s what I wanted to ask.”

Liang Yanran was stunned to see Qu Feitai. He knew Ming Jing?

Looking at the spark in his eyes, she immediately understood what was happening.

Knowing she was just an ordinary person, she kept quiet, turning herself invisible.

Qu Feitai didn’t notice her, and pointed behind him: “I bought the house next to yours.”

He looked earnestly at Ming Jing. From purchasing to moving in, all were done in a day, though he had paid an extra 10 million over the market price. Ming Jing nodded without any comment: “You can go about your business.”

As she walked away, Qu Feitai noticed the woman standing behind Ming Jing a young woman, pretty unimpressive with short hair.

He remembered all the people who ever came close to Ming Jing, but this was the first time he saw this woman.

Liang Yanran knew he was watching her. She lowered her head and caught up with Ming Jing. She thought, ‘Damn boy, so the person you are interested in is Jing. No longer the cold and handsome top streamer, Qu Feitai.’

Years back, at an event, out of kindness, she initiated a conversation with Qu Feitai to help him cope with awkward situations. But the ungrateful guy didn’t miss a chance to snub her, causing her to be trolled by his fans, calling her an old woman… She really despised him.

‘Damn boy, I see you’re not cold, you just haven’t met someone who makes you willing to let go of your pride.’

If this news got out, it would certainly cause an uproar. She could then sit back and watch the drama unfold.

A “bang” sound of the door closing brought Liang Yanran back from her wild thoughts.

She looked around the extravagant house. Jiangzhou was famously pricey. Owning a well-decorated, two hundred square meters mansion in this upscale area meant she was definitely super wealthy.

“What should I call you from now on?” Ming Jing turned around and asked casually.

Liang Yanran paused, her brows furrowed in thought. “You can call me Ye Zhen. Liang Yanran was my stage name..”