From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables
Chapter 717 - 717: 368 Account Calculation (Second Update)_2

Chapter 717: 368 Account Calculation (Second Update)_2

Previously, a female star named Liang Yanran in the entertainment industry suddenly committed suicide. Months later, it was revealed that she was murdered by her manager and her boyfriend. The news shocked the entire entertainment industry and was considered the biggest scandal of the year. He would not normally pay attention to gossips in the entertainment industry, but by chance, he saw a post that exposed Xue An. At first, he simply glanced at it, but then he discovered something strange hidden within it.

Xue An’s white moonlight, the timing and location of his hospitalization, coincided with Yu Jiang’s condition after his injury. He remembered Master Xiao saying, “So many coincidences can’t be coincidental.”

He followed the lead on Xue An and the more he investigated, the more shocking it became. The white moonlight of Xue An that year must have been Yu Jiang. But after he was discharged from the hospital, the clues about Yu Jiang’s whereabouts were severed, and Xue An disappeared from the world after the scandal broke out.

Now, as long as they could replace Xue An, they could replace clues about Yu Jiang.

And Xue An, whether before or after his disappearance, always had a “hand” behind him. This was also the direct evidence that made him believe that Xue An’s disappearance was related to Yu Jiang.

“Xue An?” Ran Tengxiao muttered the name with a dark expression in his eyes.

The warm carriage seemed to turn into an icy, snowy world in an instant.

“Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I must replace this person.”

—

“Mr. Cen Ning, next week is my birthday. Can I invite you to my birthday party?”

The man, holding textbooks under his arm, smiled and gently touched the little girl’s head, speaking softly, “If I’m not busy that day, I’ll come to your birthday party.”

“Really? That’s great.” The little girl happily ran off, joined two other girls who looked exactly like her in the distance, and left the campus while laughing and chatting.

The sun was setting, and the man stood on the railing in front of the teaching building. The setting sun shone on his face, giving him a gentle glow.

Zhao Xueying looked up from her students and stopped in the middle of sending a text message. She raised her hand to sweep the hair away from her temple and walked over smiling.

“Mr. Cen Ning, do you have time tonight? Let’s have dinner together. A new restaurant serving stone pot rice opened at the east gate of the school. I heard it’s good.”

Cen Ning had been at the school for nearly a month and was very popular among the single female teachers. She didn’t want to let the other women to gain an advantage.

Cen Ning smiled slightly and shook his head, “I’m sorry, Ms. Zhao. I have to prepare lessons tonight and won’t have time. Maybe next time.”

Zhao Xueying looked disappointed, but quickly smiled and said, “Mr. Cen Ning is so dedicated and takes his teaching seriously. The students really like you. I believe you will soon become a regular teacher.”

“I hope so.” Cen Ning nodded and turned to leave.

Zhao Xueying watched the man’s retreating figure in the sunset and sighed, “Mr. Cen Ning has such a great temperament. He doesn’t look like a teacher but rather a celebrity.”

Even some parents of the students had asked for his WeChat ID when they met him.

Cen Ning didn’t live in the staff dormitory, he rented an apartment near the school. When he returned home from work, the sky was already completely dark.

He didn’t turn on the light, slumped on the sofa, and reached for a pack of cigarettes on the table. He took one out and held it up to his lips.

The flame “snapped” and lit the cigarette. The tiny spark flickered in the darkness.

After a long time, the phone “beeped” a few times with incoming messages.

Apart from one person, only the school’s leadership and colleagues knew his phone number. At this time, it wouldn’t be about official business.

Cen Ning looked at his phone after a while and gave a bitter smile.

It turned out to be a news push notification.

A marketing account he followed often had sent him a piece of explosive news. Unexpectedly, it quickly stirred up a storm in the entertainment industry. The news wasn’t related to anything else, but because the person in the news had a deep connection with a popular figure recently.

However, as he read on, Cen Ning’s expression gradually became serious.

His fingers trembled slightly, and the cigarette burnt to the end, almost scorching his fingers.He immediately put out the cigarette in the ashtray.

Alone in the dark, he sat for a long time, extinguishing one cigarette after another in the ashtray.

——

Some marketing accounts revealed that the latest Lady Yu had been chosen: it was none other than the recent hot topic, Ming Xin – the real daughter of the Zhus and Ming Jing’s senior.

This news set off a storm in the entertainment industry, stirring the curiosity of many ordinary people who didn’t usually pay attention to entertainment news.

Yu Dawei’s influence in the entertainment industry was enormous, and his decision to produce a new film had drawn attention from all quarters.

The selection of the new Lady Yu was particularly intense, with fierce competition between various capital groups.

Rumor had it that a newcomer had already been chosen.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Ming Xin, a popular figure recently and the true daughter of the Zhus.

Having grown up in a nunnery since childhood, she was the true heiress of the Zhus, as well as a close senior to Ming Jing.

No one would have thought she’d become the new Lady Yu.

For a while, heated debates erupted online, along with various conspiracy theories.

After all, Ming Xin had neither educational background nor good looks. She had no advantage in the entertainment industry, so many people speculated that Ming Jing had used some tactics to promote her senior.

The entertainment industry was nowadays a chaotic mess; all sorts of strange creatures were trying to make money here. Ming Xin had no particular talent, but given the Zhus’ or Ming Jing’s current capabilities, promoting Ming Xin towards success in the entertainment industry wouldn’t be too difficult. This, however, outraged the public.

If she had no talent, then she shouldn’t be seeking a share of the pie—she was simply going against the audience’s interests.

As a result, Ming Jing’s reputation also suffered, as many people accused her of being arrogant. Some questioned whether Ming Xin, who had no acting skills or good looks, would rely on capital resources to run rampant in the entertainment industry.

Had she been chosen by Yu Dawei based on her own abilities? What a joke.

Born and raised in a mountainous area, the young nun probably didn’t even know what acting was.

Additionally, some of the artists whose actresses didn’t get chosen by Yu Dawei found the decision hard to swallow. Their managing companies hired water armies to muddy the waters in hopes that if Ming Xin were replaced, their own artists might get the chance. This further resulted in a smear campaign against Ming Xin and Ming Jing.

The comments online were unbearable to read.

“Found it! The first marketing account that broke the news is affiliated with Yamei Media’s brokerage company. The largest shareholder of this company is Gong Qiang,” Zheng Qing said, snapping his fingers. “This old bastard dares to mess with my people. It seems the lesson I taught him last time wasn’t enough. Find all the dirt on his artists and release it all—I’ll keep him busy wiping butts for a year.”

Ming Xin frowned and said, “As I recall, Xiao Wenwen accompanied Gong Qiang.”

Zheng Qing snorted, “Xiao Wenwen, huh? Time to settle old and new scores together.”

Her team was now very well-established, so once she issued an order, they would swiftly execute it. She stopped her assistant Xiao Wen, who was about to leave.

“By the way, get in touch with Director Yu’s side. We will fully cooperate with the film crew’s promotional campaign,” she said.

Zheng Qing made several phone calls, completely engrossed. Once everything was arranged, she looked up to see a certain person leisurely drinking tea on the sofa and couldn’t help but feel annoyed.

“Miss Ran, is the tea in my office to your liking?” she asked sarcastically.

This cunning girl, with a mind deeper than the ocean, had managed to rope her in as well.

The time had come to properly settle this score with her.