Chapter 686: 353 Collective Judgment (Eleventh Update)_2
Granny Zhu raised Ming Xinâs hand: âAt such a young age, her hands are full of old calluses and scars left by frostbite. Living in the deep mountains since childhood, taking care of several children, never attended a day of school, never had a beautiful dress, yet you had a whole wardrobe full of beautiful dresses. Just a casual dress of yours was worth half a yearâs food for the children. You looked down on dresses that still had their tags on them. Since your childhood, you attended aristocratic schools, learned the violin, learned dancing, when you were hungry, the servants in your house would get up in the middle of the night to make you snacks, you had chauffeurs for transportation, countless pieces of jewelry, and every year for your birthday, your foster mother would throw a grand party for you...â
âAnd Ming Xin, what kind of life has she had since she was a child? Do I need to say more? What are you still not satisfied with? What have you been wronged about? It seems that the Zhus have been too good to you, so good that you feel entitled to it all. The Zhus donât owe you anything, human hearts are never content, and you are greedy, extremely selfish, heartless, and worse than an animal. How dare you complain about injustice? How dare you complain about injustice? How dare you show your face!â
Granny Zhu took a fierce breath, Ming Xin raised her hand to pat Granny Zhuâs back.
âGranny, donât be angry, sheâs not worth it.â
Everyone was furious. Yes indeed, the Zhus had shown you endless kindness, they didnât owe you anything, but they let you lead a life of luxury. You had no right to complain.
Their real daughter was living a truly miserable life.
Youâve taken advantage for sixteen years, not grateful enough, and you still have the nerve to complain, and look at what youâve done.
Zhu Xiangxiangâs face turned pale, wanting to argue, but Granny Zhu wouldnât give her a chance to speak.
âIâm not afraid of being laughed at. Today, in front of all the guests, I, Zhao Hui Lan, declare that the Zhus will cut all ties with Zhu Xiangxiang from now on. From now on, you are not allowed to act under the name of the Zhus, nor are you allowed to use the surname Zhu. Your motherâs surname is Zhao, so you will follow her surname, Zhao Xiangxiang.â
Changing surnames on the spot, Granny Zhu was ruthless.
But it must be said that this move was powerful, Zhu Xiangxiangâs face was more colorful than a palette.
Donât hit someone in the face, Granny Zhu was striking at her heart.
Lin Ya sighed, âXiangxiang, what have you done to yourself, sigh...â
âDonât you pretend to feel sorry for me, it makes me sick.â Zhu Xiangxiang sneered.
Lin Yaâs face was full of grievance: âYou really are unreasonable.â
Zhu Xiangxiang could see the smugness in Lin Yaâs eyes. She couldnât fight Ming Jing, but she wouldnât have any trouble dealing with a little character like Lin Ya, right?
âEnough, Zhu Xiangxiang, youâve deceived me for so long. I defended you on every occasion, treating you like my own sister. In your eyes, am I just like a fool?â Zhu Shaodan jumped out and pointed at her, scolding.
Zhu Xiangxiang couldnât believe it: âShaodan, even you think so?â
âYouâre the pretentious one, youâve been fooling me from the start, making me your pawn to fight Ming Jing. Youâre so jealous that youâve lost your mind, and I regret helping you.â
Even if Ming Jing became powerful in the future, being publicly exposed like this would leave a stain on her life that could never be erased.
Ming Chen and Ming Ti exchanged glances, feeling somewhat baffled.
Ming Chen found it strange; she remembered that her eldest sister had mentioned that she had carried Ming Jing back to the temple personally. She had also said that Ming Jing had never cried since she was a baby, had never shed a tear as she grew up, and that they had once suspected that she was congenitally deficient.
So how could this person now claim that Ming Jing was brought into the temple when she was four years old?
It was somewhat contradictory.
Ming Chen thought it was another ploy by Zhu Xiangxiang to frame Ming Jing, and was about to speak when Ming Ti gave her a glare and shook his head.
Ming Chen could only temporarily hold back.
âYouâre just a bastard, admit it,â Zhu Xiangxiang laughed triumphantly, as if she finally found a sense of superiority over Ming Jing.
Ming Jing gently shook her head, a look of sorrow on her face.
âWhy should an innocent baby bear the sins of the parents? What is the logic in that?â
âYou mock and attack me with the same background as you, covering your own eyes, catching sparrows. You are pitiful and ridiculous.â
Yes, Zhu Xiangxiang was really insane and obsessed.
âHow could I be the same as you? Your father abandoned your mother, your mother abandoned you, youâre just a bastard...â
Zhu Xiangxiangâs voice suddenly stopped, interrupted by a deep and magnetic male voice that penetrated through the crowd like a wave, clearly reaching everyoneâs ears.
âWho dares to say that the young lady of the Ran family is a bastard?â
The chandelier hanging from the dome suddenly emitted dazzling, brilliant light. The sound of music became distant and blurred, as if suddenly being in a fantasy world, giving people an unreal feeling.
It seemed as if time had suddenly frozen, everything standing still, only the white-dressed girlâs skirt fluttering lightly in the air.
Ming Jing raised the corners of her lips, her dark and clear eyes like pools of dense ink, seemingly unfathomable.
The world is like a chessboard with unpredictable changes.
And in this game of chess, who is the player and who is the pawn?
You finally... still came.