From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables C.486 - : 227 Illusion (Eleven)_2

Chapter 486: 227 Illusion (Eleven)_2

But grandma was different, she always smelled nice, very nice. It wasn’t the smell of perfume but more like the scent of laundry detergent mixed with a hint of sandalwood. It was clean and pleasant.

Bo Lianye loved to be close to her grandma because she was not only gentle and wise, but also very knowledgeable and talented. In Jingzhou, when mentioning Granny Bo, everyone showed admiration and respect.

The only regret was that grandma had gone blind from crying, which had something to do with her little aunt… The little aunt returned, but grandma’s eyes would never recover.

Thinking of something, Bo Lianye’s eyes brightened: “Grandma, uncle said that he has consulted eye specialists in a research institute abroad. Your condition could be cured considering the advanced medical technology we have today.”

Granny Bo, however, exhibited no signs of excitement. She laughed and patted Bo Lianye’s hand, “I’ve gotten used to the darkness when my eyes open. Tell your uncle not to bother anymore.”

“Grandma, it’s also a demonstration of uncle’s filial piety. Tell me, if you recover your eyesight, what would you want to see first?”

Granny Bo was taken aback, and unconsciously touched the Buddhist beads on her wrist, laughed and said: “I would like to see your little aunt… ”

“Ha, you said you didn’t play favorites, you don’t even look at me. You don’t even know what I look like since I was born.”

Granny Bo touched Bo Lianye’s face with her fingers and laughed, “I have felt you since you were a baby, and have engraved your appearance in my heart. As the little princess of the Bo family, you must be very beautiful.”

“Grandma is lying, in her heart, the little aunt is certainly the prettiest.”

Granny Bo smiled, “You, you are just jealous of your little aunt.”

After Bo Lianye left, the room quieted down instantly.

The last glimpse of twilight disappeared, the sky was filled with stars like a chessboard, the moon was clear and bright.

A soft sigh rippled through the silent room, the elder touched her Buddhist beads and murmured: “Fantasy is reality and blessing is disaster, one must bear the burden oneself, there is no substitute…”

“Master Kumu, I have been pondering this phrase for twelve years, and I still have no clue…”

The two-day examination passed quickly. Ming Jing walked out of the examination hall, looked at the setting sun on the horizon and let out a sigh of relief.

“Finally done, let’s go, I am treating you all. We’re not coming back until we’re drunk.” Liu Muxue swung her hand magnanimously.

Ming Jing shook her head: “You guys go, I’ll go back to the hotel.”

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“I graciously invited you and you dare to refuse? No way, you’re coming with me whether you like it or not!” Liu Muxue pulled Ming Jing without hesitation and set off.

Xie Zhen hurriedly followed.

Song Yinzhang and Zhao Heng looked at each other, sighed and resignedly followed.

They first returned to the hotel to change clothes, then headed straight to Huangguan Club.

Liu Muxue had heard that the most famous place in Jingzhou was Huangguan Club. It was the frequent haunt of all the rich kids in Jingzhou. As a capable young master, Liu Muxue could not miss the fun.

Ming Jing frowned and shook off her hand: “You go with them; I’m a little tired and I’m going back to the hotel to rest.”

“No way.” Liu Muxue put her hands on her hips and glared at her: “If you dare to leave today, I. . . I’ll stop being your friend, we’re finished.”

Ming Jing did not stop, and walked away directly.

Suddenly, Liu Muxue clutched her chest and collapsed onto the ground.

Xie Zhen exclaimed: “Liu Muxue, what’s wrong with you?”

Ming Jing paused, turned around and took a look. She saw Liu Muxue lying on the ground, pale with blue-purple lips, her chest rising and falling heavily.

Ming Jing walked back reluctantly, squatted down, and Liu Muxue suddenly grabbed her wrist, laughing: “Caught you! Now, you can’t leave.”

Ming Jing looked at her still blue-purple lips and frowned: “Didn’t you take the medicine according to the prescription I gave you?”

Liu Muxue puckered her mouth: “I did, of course, I did.”

“Liar.” Ming Jing grabbed her wrist and felt her pulse.

She furrowed her brows even harder.

Xie Zhen, Song Yinzhang, and Zhao Heng were all shocked by her serious expression. Liu Muxue kept joking, “I’m telling you, I’m in good health. I just pretended to trick you.”

As she spoke, she shook off Ming Jing’s hand, patted her buttocks and stood up.

Ming Jing frowned and glanced at her. This time she didn’t refuse anymore and followed Liu Muxue into the club.

Liu Muxue raised her eyebrows triumphantly. She knew that Zhu Mingjing had a soft heart, and she could always manipulate her effectively.