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0.73% The Heiress's Return: From Zen to Zenith / Chapter 12: 012 Heart Demon

章 12: 012 Heart Demon

"You are the empire's best special agent, having served the organization bravely for many years and made outstanding contributions. The organization will never forget you…."

"The money has been transferred to your personal account. Enjoy the rest of your life!"

...

"Yu'er, you are the only love of my life, and I am willing to give my life for you."

"Yu'er, don't you think staying on the island is too boring? Let's go to Switzerland and have fun skiing. I've heard it's a great place for that."

"Yu'er, don't blame me. If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for knowing too many secrets. Only the dead can keep secrets forever."

...

The snow-covered ski slopes were a dazzling white as far as the eye could see.

Twenty armed men stood at the ready, their only target a lone woman on the slope.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Gunshots echoed around the valley, scaring away countless birds.

Blood bloomed like Red Plum Blossoms on the snowy ground, reaching breathtaking beauty.

...

"Tap, tap, tap" - the wooden fish's monotonous sound, the distant fragrance of sandalwood providing a sense of peace.

Master Wu Xin opened the door to the temple, and amidst the freezing cold, a bundled baby had been abandoned at the door.

Master Wu Xin picked up the baby. She was so beautiful, with fair skin and bright eyes. When she saw the baby's eyes, she was momentarily surprised. They were a pair of infant's eyes, pure and innocent, yet with something extra.

"All forms are illusionary; let go or hold on with a single thought."

Master Wu Xin placed her hands over the baby's eyes. "Bodhi has no tree; the mirror has no stand. From now on, your name will be Ming Jing. I hope you cultivate your character and let go soon."

Life in the temple was simple and austere. Ming Jing grew from an infant to a young girl, showing exceptional talent in understanding the Buddha's teachings and developing a calm temperament. Her senior and junior sisters in the temple loved her, but her Master had always been particularly strict with her, as if her accomplishments were never enough in her Master's eyes.

As her Master was on her deathbed, Ming Jing knelt by her side. Her Master's body was frail, but her gaze remained sharp.

"In this life, you must cultivate diligently, never allowing yourself a moment's laziness. Do not leave the mountain until your inner demons are vanquished."

...

Ming Jing slowly opened her eyes, the pale dawn light representing the very last moments of darkness.

She slowly sat up and found herself on an unknown island, lying on the beach.

Her memories from last night came to her in a flash - she had just saved Zhu Xiangxiang when a massive wave pulled her away. Human power could seem insignificant in the face of nature, and she must have been washed ashore by the waves.

She suddenly spotted a yacht by the shore and saw a tall, thin figure dragging wooden logs out of the trees.

The figure approached, his face obscured by the backlighting, revealing a noble-looking man when he came closer.

Jiang Jinchen!

Jiang Jinchen glanced at her, set up the logs, and retrieved a suitcase from the yacht. He lit the fire with a lighter.

Ming Jing silently went and sat down. Jiang Jinchen looked at her several times before she finally realized something was wrong and touched her head…

Her wig had fallen off at some point, leaving her bald.

Thanks to years of cultivation, Ming Jing had long since left behind worldly desires and felt no embarrassment.

As long as she wasn't embarrassed, the embarrassment would belong to others.

Jiang Jinchen couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Your hair…."

No other girl would be so careless with her hair, except for this one. Her cool demeanor was truly something to behold.

"I just left the temple."

"Huh?" Jiang Jinchen was confused, momentarily unable to grasp the meaning of her words.

Once he understood, even the normally stoic Jiang Jinchen couldn't help but twitch his facial muscles as he took a serious look at the girl in front of him.

She was truly too thin. Her tiny face was probably smaller than his palm, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, lush eyelashes curled, a small and delicate nose, and cold pale lips. Every detail was exquisite.

When she looked up at him, it seemed as if the vast galaxy was contained within her eyes, embracing everything yet indifferent to it all.

Jiang Jinchen's heart shuddered, and he hurriedly shifted his gaze, his heart pounding rapidly.

He quietly clenched his fingers and stole another glance. The girl stared at the dancing flames as they illuminated her blushing face, revealing a hint of rare delicacy.

He couldn't help but wonder why she had chosen to become a nun, and why she had decided to return to the secular world. What kind of family did she come from, and what kind of person was she?

Unknowingly, the sky had brightened, and the sea had returned to calm.

Ming Jing stood up and looked around. She noted the sky and raised her hand. The sea breeze blew across her fingers as she closed her eyes to silently feel it.

Jiang Jinchen's gaze couldn't help but follow her direction.

Ming Jing opened her eyes and said softly, "We are on an island 200 kilometers west of the harbor."

Jiang Jinchen couldn't help but ask, "How do you know that?"

"I paid attention in geography class." She then headed towards the yacht.

Jiang Jinchen knew that understanding the monsoons could help determine direction at sea, but he hadn't expected this level of practical application.

He hurried to catch up with her. Ming Jing jumped onto the yacht and reached for the wheel, only to withdraw her hand nonchalantly and ask, "Do you know how to drive a yacht?"

Jiang Jinchen immediately replied, "I do. I'll drive."

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Jinchen said, "Before I came, I asked Charles Gao to call the police. Let's wait for the rescue team to arrive."

Ming Jing stared into the distance, "If you want to wait for death, stay."

Jiang Jinchen was usually decisive, but for some reason, he always submitted to her unconsciously.

However, to be honest, Jiang Jinchen's yachting skills were lacking, almost capsizing the boat. In order to not reveal too much, Ming Jing had to endure the rocking as she gave directions.

Jiang Jinchen grew more adept at driving the yacht, and soon they were sailing smoothly. The two of them, alone on the open sea, made for a beautiful image.

Jiang Jinchen couldn't help but look at the girl standing by his side. The howling wind dashed against her beautiful face, revealing a hint of determination in the rising sun.

"Watch out!" Ming Jing seized the wheel and steered to the side, narrowly avoiding a huge shark that passed by their yacht. Had they reacted any later, the consequences would have been disastrous.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Jinchen felt slightly ashamed and focused on driving the yacht without any further distractions.

The place where her fingers had touched him grew warm, her temperature as cool as snow…

"Damn, we're running out of fuel." Jiang Jinchen frowned at the lit indicator.

Ming Jing calmly said, "Slow down our speed. The rescue boat should be nearby."

As she predicted, a shadow appeared on the distant horizon - it was the rescue yacht.

Even someone as cold as Jiang Jinchen couldn't help but grin.

Only Ming Jing remained calm from beginning to end.

Was she truly able to maintain equanimity or had she been in control of everything all along?

As the rescue yacht approached, Jiang Jinchen removed his coat and draped it over Ming Jing's head.


章 13: 013 Kneel down

The two got on the rescue boat, and Charles Gao quickly walked over to Ming Jing to look her up and down: "Are you alright?"

Covered in Jiang Jinchen's coat, Ming Jing looked pale and calm, standing among the rocking boat, with a compassionate and peaceful expression like that of a Buddha.

Ming Jing shook her head and walked to the stern to sit down.

Charles Gao glanced at her a few times and finally had the courage to walk up to Jiang Jinchen: "Did you spend the whole time with Ming Jing?"

Jiang Jinchen drank some water to regain energy and indifferently replied: "What else?"

"You didn't take advantage of her, did you?"

Jiang Jinchen gave him a contemptuous glance and didn't bother to respond.

Charles Gao touched his nose, "By the way, I called the police last night, and your mom was alerted too. She's probably waiting for you at the wharf."

When the yacht arrived at the harbor, Jiang Jinchen immediately saw Madam Jiang standing on the dock holding an umbrella.

Charles Gao held an umbrella over Ming Jing, reminding her, "Be careful."

Ming Jing's gaze swept across and saw a familiar figure.

She lowered her eyes, tightened the coat draped over her head and walked down the steps with her head down.

Charles Gao walked beside Ming Jing, holding the umbrella, and politely greeted Madam Jiang when they passed by.

Madam Jiang smiled and nodded, her gaze falling on the girl beside him.

She was really a strange girl, quite tall, with her pant legs wet from the rain and sticking to her calves, revealing a section of her fair, slender legs. The girl walked past her, looking down, with a coat draped over her head, hiding her face, silent.

Wait, isn't that Jinchen's coat?

Madam Jiang stared at the girl's back, lost in thought.

Why did she feel like this girl's silhouette was familiar?

"Mom." The voice beside her ear pulled Madam Jiang back from her thoughts. She saw her son, unharmed, and smiled while patting his shoulder.

"I'm glad you're fine."

As the two walked back under the umbrella, Madam Jiang saw the girl get into a black car with Charles Gao's attentive help, and then Charles Gao walked around to the other side and got in.

It was surprising that the cherished grandson of the Gaos would be so attentive to an ordinary girl.

"Did you save that girl?"

"I would have done the same for anyone."

Madam Jiang believed her son wouldn't lie. She already knew the whole story; the children's careless play almost cost lives, and it was that girl who stepped forward to save someone else. If she hadn't, the consequences could have been disastrous.

——

As soon as Ming Jing got in the car, Charles Gao handed her a thermos cup: "It's ginger water; drink it to warm yourself up."

Ming Jing glanced at him; Charles Gao directly unscrewed the lid and put it in her hand: "Don't worry, it's not poisoned."

Ming Jing took a sip. The spiciness rushed into her mouth but helped to ease the chill.

"Thank you."

"I have to say, with so many people indifferent at the time, how did you just jump in to save someone? Did you ever think that the sea is so deep that if you didn't know how to swim, you would have risked your own life? You are just too kind." Charles Gao was still worried to this moment.

There weren't many girls as kind-hearted as her.

Why did she save Zhu Xiangxiang?

Zhao Qin criticized her behind her back for having a Mother Teresa-like heart, Li Jiaojiao was furious about her non-competitiveness, and even Charles Gao didn't quite understand.

But they forgot that, besides being the true heiress the Zhus just found, she was also a cultivator.

All things in the world have life; every life is worth saving.

"Take off the coat in the car." Jiang Jinchen's coat was still draped over Ming Jing's head, which made Charles Gao very uncomfortable.

Ming Jing removed the coat, and Charles Gao exclaimed: "Your...your hair!?"Ming Jing glanced at him, and something about that look made Charles Gao nervous, causing him to stutter.

Charles Gao suddenly had a thought: "Did Jiang Jinchen bully you, cutting your hair off?"

Ming Jing took a sip of ginger tea: "He wouldn't do something that boring."

"Could it be that you're sick? All your hair fell out?" Charles Gao felt pity as he looked into Ming Jing's eyes, considering this possibility.

Ming Jing didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Seeing Ming Jing silent, Charles Gao figured that he had guessed correctly, and his sympathy grew.

"You're still so young; how could fate be so cruel to you?" Charles Gao seemed to have foreseen Ming Jing's miserable fate and couldn't help but feel sorrow.

"Such a strong girl, even when played by fate, still clings to her hope for life, and does her best to help everyone around her. Are you an angel?"

Ming Jing: ... You're quite the drama queen.

Tired of listening to his nonsense, "I'm a nun."

Those words left Charles Gao dumbfounded.

Ming Jing: The world is finally a peaceful place.

——

"Isn't this the Zhus' house?" When the car stopped, Charles Gao finally realized something was wrong.

"Thank you for bringing me home. Goodbye." Ming Jing got out of the car and closed the door, moving fluidly.

Charles Gao was left in the car, feeling dumbfounded.

Ming Jing, oh Ming Jing, what kind of woman are you?

The Zhus had been a trending topic recently, and the story of their true and false heiresses was well known throughout Jiangcheng. Could it be...?

This would explain why Ming Jing risked her life to save Zhu Xiangxiang last night; she must have suffered a lot in the Zhus' house. If something had happened to Zhu Xiangxiang, she wouldn't have a good time.

Charles Gao's sympathy for her turned into heartache.

He wouldn't leave. He would stay here and wait; if The Zhus dared to bully Ming Jing, he would stand up for her.

Ming Jing entered the living room, and Lin Qing shouted angrily, "Kneel down!"

Even Madam Zhou in the kitchen was startled by the loud voice and shrank her neck.

Ming Jing glanced at her indifferently and walked straight upstairs.

Being ignored by someone she looked down upon, Lin Qing fumed and chased after her, blocking her way.

"Are you deaf? Did you not hear me speak?"

Ming Jing looked at her calmly, "I don't know what crime I've committed."

Looking into Ming Jing's deep, dark eyes made Lin Qing uneasy. She disliked her daughter even more, sneering, "How dare you ask? Xiangxiang went to the party with you last night, how did she end up in the water and unconscious? Tell me, didn't you bully her? I knew you had ill intentions, scheming to harm Xiangxiang, so you could be the sole young lady of the Zhus."

Ming Jing sighed, her eyes filled with pity, "Madam Lin, the person you're maliciously accusing is your own daughter."

Lin Qing choked, "So what if she's my biological daughter? If she's bad from the root, I'd rather have never given birth to her."

Ming Jing knew that it was difficult to break a person's obsession, and she didn't bother trying to rectify Lin Qing's wrong values, "Whether or not I've harmed anyone, you'll know when your precious daughter wakes up."

With that, she went straight upstairs.

At this point, Xiao Ying ran over: "Madam, Miss Xiangxiang is awake."

Lin Qing didn't care about Ming Jing anymore and hurried to Zhu Xiangxiang's room.

Zhu Xiangxiang had woken up once at the hospital, but after undergoing a check-up that showed no major issues, she went home that very night. She was incredibly exhausted and didn't explain much, only telling Lin Qing to quickly save Ming Jing before falling asleep.

Lin Qing, half-asleep, didn't quite hear Zhu Xiangxiang's words and believed that Ming Jing had caused this whole mess, which was why she came after Ming Jing as soon as she returned.

"Xiangxiang, rest assured, I will not let Ming Jing off this time. She harmed you like this, she must pay the price."

Zhu Xiangxiang's eyes flickered, "Mom, you've misunderstood; Ming Jing didn't hurt me. On the contrary, she saved me."


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