From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 282: 132 Socialites (Third Watch)

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Zhao Qin walked over in her little leather shoes, her every step graceful and full of charm.

Pan Jingjing stared at her cautiously… at her face, which was adorned with exquisite makeup, her wavy curls draped over her shoulders, and her fiery red lips resembling the most dazzling rose on a branch.

Zhao Qin ignored Pan Jingjing and walked up to Ming Chen and Ming Ti, grinning, “Who’s your sister meeting with?”

Ming Ti pursed her lips and stared at her warily.

Ming Chen clamped her mouth shut. Though young, she was far from foolish, Imowing better than to reveal Qu Feitai’s identity.

“Little girl, don’t worry, your sister will find out soon enough.”

Ming Chen really wanted to send Brother Qu a message, telling him to hurry and leave before the evil woman spotted him.

But she’d left in a hurry and had forgotten her backpack.

“Do you know them?” Pan Jingjing asked suspiciously.

Zhao Qin glanced at the woman across from her with a half-smile, “You’re talking to me?”

As she said this, she looked Pan Jingjing up and down, as though she was just an ordinary item on the side of the road.

Pan Jingjing was infuriated. At such a young age, Zhao Qin was so seductive; she couldn’t be anything good.

However, hiding behind her glamorous outfit, Pan Jingjing didn’t dare lash out,

“Or what?”

“Hmm.” Zhao Qin nodded, “I guess you could say I’m friends with their sister.”

Friends?

Pan Jingjing furrowed her brows. What a coincidence.

“Well, that’s perfect. This little girl ruined my bag – since you’re friends with their sister, you can compensate me on their behalf.”

Ming Ti bit her lip.

Zhao Qin laughed exaggeratedly as if she had heard a hilarious joke; all the passing girls turned their heads to look.

“What are you laughing at?” Pan Jingjing said displeasedly.

“I’m laughing at how bold people are these days, trying to scam me with a knockoff. Did they really think I’m some big fool?”

Zhao Qin’s eyes were filled with disdain and contempt, her chin raised slightly, looking down on others – a true ice queen.

The eyes of the few girls who had gathered around them fell on Pan Jingjing, mixed with scorn.

This red-dressed girl exuded a rich and powerful air, adorned in designer brands from head to toe. Her words held immense credibility. In contrast, Pan Jingjing, with her plastic surgery face, dressed modestly, and carrying a knockoff didn’t seem out of the ordinary.

Carrying a knockoff to such an event just made her look even more low-class.

Above all, trying to scam mere children was the lowest thing one could do.

Pan Jingjing’s “snake-venom face” flushed red with anger. She pointed at Zhao Qin’s nose and yelled, “What gives you the right to say I’m carrying a knockoff?”

Zhao Qin grabbed her accusing finger, twisted it back, and smiled enchantingly. This was accompanied by Pan Jingjing’s miserable scream.

Ming Chen sucked in a breath of cold air and grabbed Ming Ti’s hand.

This elder sister is so cool; they had misjudged her.

Little stars twinkled in Ming Chen’s eyes.

Pan Jingjing’s face was contorted with pain, making her unnatural features even more evident.

Zhao Qin let go and grinned, “If I say you’re carrying a knockoff, then you’re carrying a knockoff. What, you got a problem with that?”

These words, paired with that stunning, beautiful face, were domineering and

Clutching her aching finger, Pan Jingjing cursed, “Who do you think you are? Nothing but a sell-out. Who are you to…?”

Before she could finish her words, Zhao Qin kicked her in the chest. Pan Jingjing didn’t have time to react before she slammed into the wall behind her, falling to the ground with a thud, completely dazed.

Not only was she stunned, but so were all the onlookers.

Ming Ti and Ming Chen swallowed hard and involuntarily took a step back.

This was a ruthless person.

Zhao Qin swayed her slender waist as she walked over. She grabbed Pan Jingjing’s hair, forcing her to lift her head. Pan Jingjing screamed, yelling, “You dare hit me? You’re as good as dead! Do you know who my boyfriend is?” Zhao Qin curled her lips, her eyes cold, enchanting, and mocking.

“Go on, bring your boyfriend over. Let me see what kind of person he is.” Zhao Qin really let go. She pulled a tissue out of her bag and wiped her fingers one by one.

Pan Jingjing struggled to get up, taking a shabby exit. As she left, she threw a hateful warning at Zhao Qin, “You just wait for me.”

Zhao Qin raised her eyebrows, “I’ll be waiting.”

After Pan Jingjing left, Zhao Qin approached Ming Chen and Ming Ti, the two kids turned to run instinctively. Zhao Qin hooked one collar with each hand, leaned in between their little heads, and grinned, “I saved you guys. How is your sister going to repay me?”

Remembering Zhao Qin’s vicious kick, Ming Chen shuddered subconsciously before saying, “Sis… Sister, thank you..”