From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 456: 212 Love (Second Update)_2

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When Qu Feitai entered the restroom, Ming Ti pulled Ming Chen into the bedroom: “Our sister doesn’t want him to come, why are you so kindhearted?”

“Of course, because he is Brother Qu.”

“You… are a total fan girl. Aren’t you afraid of sister getting angry?”

“I am, of course I am, but Brother Qu is so pitiful. He traveled such a long way to see my sister, how could I keep him outside? Besides, it’s raining so heavily outside, where could he go? Heaven is compassionate, and the Buddha is merciful to all beings. They certainly wouldn’t like to see Brother Qu suffer. As for my sister, she’ll definitely agree.”

“Are you silly? That’s not what our sister means. Forget it, you won’t understand even if I explain it to you.” Ming Ti found it was talking to a brick wall, her mind full of fan girl fantasies and nothing productive.

Ming Chen secretly stuck out her tongue. She knew better, Ming Ti was the naïve one.

Qu Feitai returned in clean clothes. The mysterious person’s outfit was entirely black, with no logo, with slightly short sleeves and pant legs. In other aspects, it was perfect. It seemed like this so-called Shiba was around the same weight as Qu Feitai but at least ten centimeters shorter.

“Wow, Brother Qu looks so handsome in black clothes,” Ming Chen exclaimed.

Qu Feitai raised an eyebrow: “Really? Ming Chen, Brother Qu has a question for you.”

“Ask, Brother Qu.”

Qu Feitai glanced around and lowered his voice: “Who is this Shiba in your story?”

Ming Chen rolled her eyes, cunning and clever: “Shiba is just Shiba.”

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Qu Feitai touched his forehead: “I know it’s your Shiba, I mean, what’s his relationship with your sister?”

Ming Chen giggled behind her hand: “Is Brother Qu jealous?”

Qu Feitai smiled helplessly: “Do I have that privilege?”

“Of course you do. But never mind, Brother Qu. Shiba won’t compete with you for my sister because Shiba is mine. He has promised me that once I grow up, he’ll marry me.”

Ming Chen stood on her tiptoes and patted Qu Feitai on the shoulder: “Keep going, Brother Qu.”

Qu Feitai’s mouth twitched. Are all the kids these days so precocious?

At this moment, Xiao Ying and Han Suwen returned with groceries, surprised to see a man in their house. Ming Yi ran up to him with an innocent smile: “You must be Brother Qu, right? My sister talks about you all the time.”

Qu Feitai smiled and patted the girl’s head: “You must be Xiao Wu?”

“Yes, yes, Brother Qu knows me.” The little girl nodded as if pounding garlic, looking very cute.

Xiao Ying suddenly screamed, her trembling finger pointing at Qu Feitai: “You… Are you the big star Qu Feitai?”

How could such a big star from the entertainment industry, a top-tier celebrity, appear in their home? Was she dreaming?

Han Suwen frowned slightly, seemingly recognizing who he was. She glanced at the second floor, not losing her composure like Xiao Ying, and politely asked: “Are you our young lady’s friend?”

To save Qu Feitai from further embarrassment, Ming Chen jumped out and said: “He’s here to see my sister, but since it’s raining heavily outside, he can’t leave, so he might have to stay here for the night.”

It was inappropriate for him to stay in a house full of girls. Qu Feitai quickly said: “No need, my house is just across the street, but I forgot my keys. I can book a hotel nearby for the night.”

Ming Chen excitedly said: “So we’re neighbors? We can see Brother Qu every day.”

Xiao Ying blurted out: “Mr. Qu, haven’t you seen the news? A staff member from Girl Idol exposed that you walked out halfway through the shoot, leaving everyone behind. Many people online are calling you a diva. There’s even a rumor that you did it because of our young lady…”

Xiao Ying had heard the rumor before but always thought it was a tall tale. She couldn’t believe it was true.

Nothing can top the happiness of your shipped couple coming true.

Han Suwen, Ming Chen, and Ming Ti all looked at Qu Feitai in amazement, faces full of surprise.

So there was such a backstory.Ming Chen’s eyes were sparkling with stars. Wasn’t this the epitome of a man getting mad for a beauty? It was too romantic and moving.

Qu Feitai frowned slightly. He didn’t care so much at the time, and thinking back, he didn’t regret it, even if it meant paying a higher price for this.

He glanced at his phone, which was still in airplane mode. As soon as he switched it off, a series of calls from Huang Chao came in, but Qu Feitai turned the phone off altogether.

It was about time to give a warning to those responsible for this variety show, as they exploited his reputation for their own gain.

“Xiao Ying, it’s getting late. Let’s go cook. We have guests tonight, so we should make more dishes,” Han Suwen broke the somewhat awkward atmosphere.

Looking at Qu Feitai, she asked, “Mr. Qu, do you prefer fish or meat?”

Qu Feitai replied, “I’m vegetarian.”

Han Suwen glanced at him and nodded, “Alright.”

Han Suwen dragged Xiao Ying, who was still daydreaming, into the kitchen.

“Brother Qu, can you sing a song for me?”

Who could refuse the request of a pretty and cute little girl? Qu Feitai asked, “Do you have any musical instruments at home?”

“We have an electronic piano.” Ming Chen rushed to her bedroom and pulled out a half-human-sized electronic piano, while Qu Feitai hurried over to help her.

“Aunt Wen won this electronic piano in a raffle during a promotion at a shopping mall. But I don’t know how to play, so it’s been gathering dust in the corner.”

Qu Feitai looked at the electronic piano and smiled, touching the keys to turn it on.

Qu Feitai asked, “What song do you want to hear?”

“White Robe,” Ming Chen answered without hesitation.

The young man sat in a chair, his slender and beautiful fingers dancing on the piano keys like a sprite. In an instant, a beautiful piano melody flowed out, filling the whole room.

Xiao Ying peeked out from the kitchen and marveled at the young man, saying, “Only Qu Feitai could make an electronic piano sound like a real piano.”

Listening to Qu Feitai’s live performance was an unforgettable experience.

When the young man began singing the first line, even the stern-faced Ming Ti couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned, quickly raising her head to look at him.

In her eyes, the man who was fiercely pursuing Ming Jing was very annoying, even if he was handsome, wealthy, and had a high status. In her opinion, he could never be good enough for Ming Jing.

Last time at the concert, she had experienced why this man attracted so many crazy fans for the first time. On the dazzling stage, he sang with deep emotions, as if he was a distant star admired by ordinary people in the audience. It was a love they could never catch up with in their lifetimes.

Now, the young man was sitting right in front of her, with no screaming fans, no fancy lighting or makeup, and no high-end audio equipment.

Just a person and a cheap electronic piano, performing a concert-level performance.

People said that the song White Robe was written for Ming Jing. She had scorned the idea before, but now as she listened to the young man’s clear and pure voice, a beautiful painting unfolded before her eyes.

This must be the extraordinary talent that made him truly praiseworthy. Deep affection wasn’t found in expressions, gestures, or words.

It was in the lines of lyrics, the soft and tangled singing, and the mellow and melodious sighs in between.

Ming Ti was somewhat stunned.

It seemed that she had been a little moved.

From downstairs, the sound of singing and piano floated up faintly. Ming Jing opened her eyes and looked into Buddha’s eyes.

“Suffering is born from love, fear is born from love; away from love, there is no suffering or fear.”