From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 467: 218 Backlash (Second Update)

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“The more virtuous you are, the more I’m attracted to you. A perfect piece of art like you, everyone wants to possess. And the men of my family, the Rans, have a penchant for collecting precious items….”

Ran Tengxiao held Ming Jing’s wrists with one hand and lifted them above her head, while the other gently caressed her beautiful, fair face. He murmured, “This mask of yours is just too perfect. I really want to see you crying, laughing, and worrying for me with my own eyes. It must be more vivid, more lively….”

“Ran Tengxiao, you’re a pervert.”

“You like to criticize. Go ahead, as long as it makes you happy.”

Ming Jing suddenly bent her knee, but Ran Tengxiao seemed to anticipate her move and pressed down on her knee with his right leg. “Behave, don’t be so mischievous.”

Ming Jing took a deep breath, “Ran Tengxiao, do you want to be enemies with the Shens?”

“How can this joyous occasion be called as hostility? No man in Manjiangzhou is worthy of you.”

Ran Tengxiao squinted, “As for that little star, he’s too naive, too innocent. He’s not worthy of you.”

Ming Jing fearlessly looked into his eyes, her voice as cold as jade: “Desire can be dangerous. Like holding a torch against the wind, you might get burned.”

“Those principles of yours might deceive the masses, but they won’t fool me. Save your breath.” Ran Tengxiao shook his head and laughed.

“Making someone fall in love with you is such an accomplishment. As for your Buddhist principles, to hell with them.” Ran Tengxiao let go of her and sat up, straightening his collar.

Ming Jing slowly sat up, coldly looking at the man in front of her.

It turns out that the seeds of certain things were planted long ago.

Ran Tengxiao took a medical box out of a drawer, opened it, took out sterilizing tools, lifted Ming Jing’s skirt without asking, and prepared to treat the wound on her thigh.

The man’s movements were gentle, with a hint of caution, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

“I remember when I was twelve, there was an upheaval at home, and I was sent to live with my granduncle temporarily. At that time, his grandson was also living there. We had a conflict, and then my granduncle lost a beloved toy. He accused me of stealing it, so he searched my room and found the item under my pillow. I was beaten thirty times, and when I was barely alive, a woman told me that this was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. If I didn’t become strong, I could only be hit passively. Such things would happen once, then twice, then three times. I’ve always remembered her words. A month later, my cousin fell down the stairs, broke his leg, and couldn’t walk again.”

The man’s tone was gentle and patient, as if he were talking about the most ordinary thing. But to others, it was terrifying.

Ming Jing lowered her eyelashes.

Ran Tengxiao asked, “Aren’t you curious who the woman in my story is?”

Ming Jing didn’t look up because she knew, Ran Tengxiao had been watching her the whole time.

Watching her panic, watching her slip up…

Without her knowledge, she had raised a lion which then turned on her.

Was this retribution?

“She meant well for you, but you’ve let her down.”

“Let her down? What does that mean? Without her, there would be no me today. She would be relieved.”

“So, what are you trying to tell me with all this?”

Ran Tengxiao finished tying the bandage into a neat bow. “At first, she taught me that it’s a survival of the fittest world. Then she died an unnatural death. That’s when I realized that you have to fight for what you want. Even if it means giving everything, it’s worth it.”

The man suddenly looked up, his eyes fixed on Ming Jing, dominating and powerful, like a giant net, trapping her tightly with no room to breathe.

Long after, during one of his midnight dreams, the memory suddenly invaded his mind, and he finally understood what that vague longing was back then.

What was lost was lost. What he saw now was the person in front of him.

Ming Jing’s heart quivered, but her face showed no emotion: “All living beings live in illusion, there is boundless suffering in this world. Turning back leads to salvation; don’t get deeper into the abyss.”

“Whether it’s illusion or attachment, I don’t care.”

When they arrived at the hospital, Ran Tengxiao carried Ming Jing inside without asking.

The dean brought the best doctors to greet them, an impressive scene.

As Ming Jing had her wounds treated inside, Ran Tengxiao waited outside.