From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 688: 354 Astonishing the World (Twelve More)_2

Jiang Jinchen understood her gaze.

“No…” He staggered back a step, his handsome face deathly pale.

Bai Ziyan quickly supported him, worriedly asking, “Jinchen, are you alright?”

Why was his reaction so strong to Ming Jing being a part of the Ran family?

Although the Rans were not good people, it wasn’t something Ming Jing could decide. With the protection of the Ran family, Ming Jing would no longer be laughed at or bullied in the future.

Just when everyone was immersed in the news and couldn’t come to their senses, Ran Tengxiao smiled slightly, walked in front of Ming Jing, and bowed slightly.

“Little Aunt, I’ve finally found you. Let’s go home with me.”

What did he call her? Little Aunt?

Everyone thought they had misheard.

Ran Tengxiao’s little aunt, according to seniority, wouldn’t she be the sister of Ran Yang and Ran Qing? Could she be the illegitimate daughter of Ran Bocai and Ran Boxue who had been lost outside?

This was too absurd.

Jiang Jinchen clenched Bai Ziyan’s arm tightly with his fingers. Bai Ziyan was in pain, but seeing him in so much pain, he couldn’t bear to shake him off.

He muttered, “I didn’t expect that Ming Jing would be Ran Tengxiao’s aunt. Her status is so high now that she can walk sideways in Jiangzhou.”

Li Ling narrowed his eyes. He had heard of Ran Tengxiao’s name but had the first encounter in person under this circumstance.

This girl named Ming Jing could give people surprises indeed.

The Ran family? It was a wolf’s den. With her kind-heartedness and righteousness, it would be hard to predict her future once she enters.

Shen Zhou murmured, “No entry into the tiger’s den, no gain of its young. So this is your plan.”

Zhao Qin rushed over, “Cousin, she’s my grandfather’s daughter? That’s impossible. Are you mistaken?”

Ran Tengxiao straightened up, “She’s not my grandfather’s daughter, she’s my granduncle’s daughter. She belongs to the most noble bloodline in our Ran family, and you should call her Little Aunt as well.”

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Who was Ran Tengxiao’s granduncle?

Everyone looked at each other, somewhat confused about the relationship network of the Ran family.

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly sounded, “It’s Ran Bowen! She’s actually Ran Bowen’s daughter! My God…”

Ran Bowen?

This name that had disappeared for thirteen years was finally recalled by the public once again.

A long time ago, in Jiangzhou, this was a name that made people tremble with fear. It was no exaggeration to say that it could stop children from crying and people from talking.

He was a hero who founded the Qinglong Association barehanded and made a name for himself in the world.

There were many legends about him, and many people in the audience had witnessed Ran Bowen’s demeanor when he was alive. Even now, he had been dead for more than a decade, but he still cast a deep shadow over people.

This was a character whose name would make people’s breath tremble.

Ming Jing was actually Ran Bowen’s daughter? This was too incredible.

Madam Ye rolled her eyes and almost fainted.

“Mom, what’s wrong with you?” Ye Lan hurriedly supported her.

Madam Ye’s expression was a mixture of laughter and tears, “Your grandfather offended Ran Bowen with just one sentence back then and suffered a broken leg at the hands of Ran Bowen. Not long after, he passed away with depression.”

That’s why she hated the Ran family, but why did Ming Jing have to be Ran Bowen’s daughter?

Could a wicked man produce a great kindness?

Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and the son of a mouse can dig holes…

How could she accept this?

Ye Lan was also speechless, “How could this be? How could this be?”

Who could mess with the Ran family?

Madam Gao staggered, and Charles Gao hurriedly supported her.

Madam Gao helplessly said, “Forget it, my son, give it up. Our family can’t afford to climb up to the Ran family. One misstep could cost your life. I can’t take that gamble.”

Charles Gao smiled bitterly, “Are you all so afraid of the Ran family?”

Madam Gao quickly covered his mouth, “She’s Ran Bowen’s daughter! My god, who was he?!”

The daughter-in-law that they almost had slipped away.Charles Gao coughed and glanced at Li Jiaojiao beside him, “Well, you can still run away if you want…”

Li Jiaojiao’s face turned pale, and she seemed on the verge of collapse.

She kept muttering to herself, “Impossible…Absolutely impossible…”

Zhao Qin was about to cry, her voice sharp and distorted, “How could she be my uncle’s daughter? He has been dead for more than a decade.”

She was so angry that her whole body trembled, and she would not allow it.

Ran Tengxiao glanced at her indifferently, “After my uncle’s first wife passed away, he learned from his experience, and in order to prevent enemies from threatening him with his wife and children, he had always kept them well-protected. No outsiders knew about their existence. After my uncle died, the mother and daughter disappeared. I only recently learned the truth from my Uncle Lu Chang. After a thorough investigation, I finally confirmed that Ming Jing is my uncle’s daughter who had been living outside our family. She is the legitimate young lady of the Ran family. Are you doubting me, or are you doubting my uncle?”

With the last sentence, Ran Tengxiao’s indifferent rhetorical question implied authority and a warning, making Zhao Qin’s face suddenly turn pale.

Ran Tengxiao did not look at her again but turned to Ming Jing with a smile, “Little aunt, I’m sorry for scaring you tonight.”

Everyone then looked at Ming Jing.

Throughout the whole time, she remained calm.

Everyone wondered what could make her panic in this world.

This was the real definition of calmness in the face of calamity.

However, at this moment, Qu Feitai suddenly rushed out and stood in front of Ming Jing.

The tall and straight young man looked extremely pale.

He shook his head in panic, “There must be a mistake. You must be mistaken. How could Ming Jing be Ran Bowen’s daughter? Absolutely impossible…”

The last four words were almost shouted out.

Why, why was she Ran Bowen’s daughter? Qu Feitai desperately told himself that it was just a joke.

Ran Tengxiao snorted and looked contemptuous, “Mr. Qu, please show some respect. Ming Jing is indeed the young lady of the Ran family, and it is not your place to interfere.”

Ming Jing sighed softly. No one could understand his fear better than her.

That gunshot years ago pierced through Yu Jiang’s shoulder and hit Ran Bowen.

The six-year-old Qu Feitai killed Ran Bowen.

If she was Ran Bowen’s daughter, there would be a deep blood feud between the two of them.

Ming Jing pressed her fingers against Qu Feitai’s neck, and he turned his head, looking at Ming Jing incredulously.

Ming Jing saw the pain, despair, and disbelief in the young man’s pitch-black eyes.

Then he slowly fell down.

Ming Jing caught him and shouted, “Xiao Bai!”

Bai Ziyan immediately rushed over, “Ming Jing, has this kid gone mad?”

“Take him away and find Yun Mo. Leave Jingzhou early tomorrow morning.”

Bai Ziyan took over Qu Feitai and looked at Ming Jing worriedly, “You by yourself…”

Ming Jing smiled, “I’ll be fine. You go ahead.”

Bai Ziyan and Song Yinzhang took Qu Feitai and left.

Bai Weining glared at Ming Jing resentfully, stomped her foot, turned around, and quickly caught up with Bai Ziyan.

As everyone watched the scene unfold, they didn’t know how to react.

Not only Qu Feitai, but everyone else also found it hard to accept.

How could Ming Jing, who was so kind and great, be the daughter of a terrible villain?

As it had been since ancient times, blood ties ran deep. No matter how many good deeds she had done, all people would know was that her father was a notorious villain.

Did her evil bloodline mean all her past good deeds were just a disguise?

It was terrifying to think about.

Ming Jing flicked her skirt and looked up at Ran Tengxiao.

Their eyes met.

Both understood each other’s intentions.

“Mr. Ran, are you sure I’m your little aunt?”

Ran Tengxiao smiled faintly, his eyes unfathomable, “Or does my little aunt look down on the Ran family and not want to return? That’s your home, after all.”