Chapter 152: Chapter 152 - Chapter 152: 079 Self Ferry (second watch of the night)_2

Chapter 152: 079 Self Ferry (second watch of the night)_2

Translator: 549690339

Jiao Mei really wanted to shake Shen Zhou awake. “Mr. Shen, you’re worth billions. How can you be so easily duped by a young girl?”

Ming Jing smiled mysteriously, “The secrets of fate cannot be revealed.”

In fact, she couldn’t see anything more with physiognomy alone. To know more, she’d need to use the Nine Planets technique, which could reveal the past and explore the future. However, using it was extremely exhausting, so she wouldn’t use it unless absolutely necessary.

In the distance, the stars of Qujiang shimmered like an upside-down Milky Way, twinkling with countless points of light.

Shen Zhou sighed lightly, “Thank you, Master.”

At this point, exquisite dishes were served one after another. It was rumored that the chef at Dechang Building was a descendant of a royal court chef, and the nine dishes of the famous Nine Sets Meal were derived from the traditional Manchu and Han feast, with adjustments made for modern tastes. The courses included sweetmeats, cold dishes, soup, main courses, a grand finale dish, and finally dessert.

Each dish was so exquisite that people hesitated to eat them, especially the grand finale dish, bear paw cooked in shark fin soup, which many sought to taste at great cost.

Jiao Mei’s mind was constantly haunted by Ming Jing’s words about her shortened lifespan. She found the imperial cuisine tasteless, and after the meal, she hurriedly left with Song Yinzhang, not caring if it seemed rude to Shen Zhou.

Song Yinzhang gave Ming Jing an apologetic glance before leaving with Jiao Mei.

Once they were away from the others, Jiao Mei let out a breath of exasperation.

“That Zhu Mingjing is really infuriating. How dare she curse me with disaster?

What did I ever do to her?”

Song Yinzhang helplessly replied, “Mom, even Mr. Shen believes her. Why don’t you? I think Ming Jing is honest. You should stay away from water sources for

now. ”

Jiao Mei couldn’t help but laugh and tapped Song Yinzhang on the head. “So you’re bewitched by her too? What a troublemaker at such a young age. I always feel something evil about her. You should stay away from her, or she might lead you astray.”

Song Yinzhang didn’t bother to argue further. When someone is stubborn, the more you try to convince them, the more they believe they’re right.

Time would prove everything, but for now, he would have to remind the housemaid to keep an eye on his mother and make sure she stayed away from water.

He hadn’t believed in these things before, but if Ming Jing said it, there must be a reason.

Ming Jing couldn’t lie — her eyes were clean and compassionate.

There were always people beyond people and skies beyond skies. One should be in awe of all things and beings.

After they left, Shen Zhou laughed, “Oh, the ignorant… Sooner or later, they’ll pay the price for their ignorance.”

Ming Jing remained silent, picking up her teacup and sipping gently.

Shen Zhou looked at the untouched food on the table and then at Ming Jing.

“Why aren’t you eating? Is it not to your taste?”

“I don’t eat in the evenings. I’m used to it.” she replied.

Shen Zhou raised an eyebrow as he looked at her slender shoulders.

“You saved my father on the subway, and I haven’t officially thanked you yet. Today’s the perfect opportunity, so thank you,” said Ming Jing, bowing slightly. Shen Zhou bowed back, “You saved my sister at the museum too, so we’re even.”

“That’s not the same,” Shen Zhou shook his head and laughed.

“My father has been talking about you a lot. You should come over and visit him sometime, or he’ll drive me crazy,” Ming Jing suggested.

She nodded, “That’s a good thing that he’s full of energy.”

They talked a lot, and Shen Zhou was surprised to find that despite her young age, she had extraordinary insights and was not at all arrogant or servile. Some of her ideas even made him feel ashamed, and her wisdom was astonishing.

As they talked, they seemed to become close friends, regardless of their age difference.

Shen Ke and Zhao Heng exchanged glances, unable to get a word in.

As the saying goes, “it’s lonely at the top.” Ever since Mr. Shen took charge of Shenzhou Group, his friends gradually drifted away. The strong tread their own path, while the weak flock together. It had been ages since Mr. Shen had genuinely laughed, without any reservations, talking and joking with someone else.

Who would have guessed that Ms. Zhu was so unexpectedly charming?

Though it was getting late, they were still enjoying their conversation. Ming Jing stood up, “Mr. Shen, it’s getting late. We should meet again another day.”

Shen Zhou laughed, “Please, stop calling me ‘Mr. Shen.’ It sounds strange. Just use my first name.”

Zhao Heng’s eyes widened in surprise.

Ming Jing agreed without hesitation, nodding. “Intimacy in friendship is what matters, not names.”

“I like your straightforwardness. But there’s a question I’d like to ask,” said Shen Zhou.

Ming Jing listened attentively as they continued speaking while walking out. “In your life, have you never experienced pain?”

“Pain is merely a product of the mind’s attachment. One thought can hold on, while another can let go. Happiness and suffering are self-realized, only self-salvation prevails.”

“Only self-salvation…” Shen Zhou murmured, his expression becoming clear and bright.

“Talking to the Master is truly enlightening.”

Zhao Heng gazed at Ming Jing’s departing figure, entranced. Shen Ke slapped him on the back, “You little scoundrel, keep your heart in check. How dare you defile the Master?”

Zhao Heng grumbled, “Hasn’t she already returned to secular life?”

“Even with her young age and profound achievements, you should never disrespect the Master, whether she’s secular or not.”

Zhao Heng finally accepted his fate, “Well, at least nobody can steal her heart in this lifetime.”

As the two went downstairs, they ran into Zhu Wentao and his entourage, who had been waiting to ambush them.

Fu Nansheng was captivated by Ming Jing’s stunning face. ‘Where on earth did

Mr. Shen find such a beautiful and delicate woman?”

Zhu Wentao and Zhou Ling simultaneously changed their expressions.

Zhu Wentao thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. He rubbed them and looked again. There was no mistake, he couldn’t possibly forget Zhu Mingjing’s face from their near-fight in his living room a few days ago..