Chapter 670: 347 Unmask (Late Night)_2

Bai Ziyan rolled his eyes, “Oh please, I’m not falling for your act.”

Bai Ziyan turned to Song Yinzhang, “Keep an eye on her, I’m going to find Xiao Fei.”

He spun around, only to find Jiang Jinchen had disappeared, “Where is Jinchen?”

Song Yinzhang replied, “He just went out with Xiao Fei.”

The door to the broadcast room was locked from the inside, the hotel manager was frantic, something big was about to happen today.

“Break it down,” the manager ordered the security.

At this point, a teenager pushed through the crowd, announcing, “I’ll do it.”

The manager turned around and exclaimed, “Qu Feitai?”

No one was unfamiliar with this face.

Qu Feitai, emanating an aura of unapproachability, charged at the door and kicked it.

The broadcast room was sealed with a metal door, and it didn’t break open with one kick.

“Xiao Fei, step away. Let me handle this.”

The manager saw another young man, armed with an electric chainsaw, making his way through the crowd.

The manager recognized the teenager. He had arrived with Madam Jiang and must be her son.

Qu Feitai glanced at him and took a step back.

Jiang Jinchen aimed the electric chainsaw at the lock, and as it whirred, sparks flew. The lock was sliced open.

Jiang Jinchen handed the chainsaw to the manager and kicked open the metal door.

The manager, clutching the chainsaw conscientiously ensuring he didn’t injure himself, remarked, “This kid is smart, the chainsaw, a tool of construction workers, came in handy”.

With nothing blocking their way, the metal door slammed against the wall with a deafening crash.

However, Zhu Xiangxiang was not in the broadcast room. There was only a microphone pointed toward a speakerphone which displayed an ongoing call – apparently, Zhu Xiangxiang’s voice was being transmitted through the speakerphone.

“She’s crafty,” Jiang Jinchen walked over and quickly turned off the microphone before addressing the person on the other end of the phone, “Zhu Xiangxiang, do you realize what you’re doing?”

“Jiang Jinchen?” Zhu Xiangxiang chuckled.

“Of course, I know what I’m doing. You like her, don’t you? Today, I’ll show you how detestable your so-called kind and gentle goddess can be.”

“Shut up.”

Qu Feitai snatched the phone, his voice chilly, “You’re in deep trouble.”

“You must be Qu Feitai? Good, everyone’s here.”

The line was disconnected with a click.

Qu Feitai and Jiang Jinchen looked at each other, both their faces pale. This was not good…

Outside the hotel, it was freezing cold.

But inside the lobby, it was as warm as spring.

Jiang Jinchen’s voice was heard over the loudspeaker, and then it cut off.

Jiang Chunlan frowned, “What is this child up to?”

“Ming Jing, dare you reveal the truth to everyone?” Zhu Xiangxiang’s voice echoed over the commotion in the crowd.

The crowd turned their heads towards the voice to see Zhu Xiangxiang, dressed in exquisite fashion, stepping out of the crowd.

Everyone looked at her with disgust and contempt.

How dare she defame Ming Jing, the Zhus had been too kind to her.

Someone shouted, “What an ungrateful creature, Madam Zhu, you were too soft on this illegitimate child. Now you see the trouble she’s caused?”

“Exactly, Ms. Ming Jing is not someone this lowlife can slander. She overestimates herself. She made a scene at Elder Theodore Shelby’s banquet last time, and she’s doing it again. She’s unbelievable.”

Listening to the people condemn and insult her, Zhu Xiangxiang did not show any signs of anger. “How pitiful you ignorant people are, being cheated and yet helping the cheater count the money. You will soon be ashamed of the words you’ve just spoken.”

Lin Qing glared furiously, “Zhu Xiangxiang, shut up. I have been too indulgent with you, allowing you to slander Ming Jing over and over.”

Zhu Xiangxiang walked to the center of the hall, under the crystal chandelier. She said with some sadness, “Mother, ever since Ming Jing returned, you’ve stopped caring about me. I know I shouldn’t be greedy, I’m willing to step back. I won’t compete with Ming Jing over anything. I’ve been so obedient, so why do you still want to send me abroad?”

What on earth was she saying? What does she mean by ‘not competing with Ming Jing’?

All those things are rightfully Ming Jing’s. This lucky girl has been reaping the benefits of wealth and privilege for sixteen years, and instead of being grateful she dares to make demands. How shameless can she get?

Also, she resents the idea of studying abroad? How shameless of her. How many people from impoverished families get the opportunity to study abroad? The Zhus have arranged everything for her, and she’s still not satisfied?