1562: Deliberately Exposed Her Identity

Deliberately Exposed Her Identity

After the crowd dispersed, Old Madam Jing brought Jing Jiaren to Song Ji and the others.0

Old Madam Jing placed her right hand on her chest and bowed to Song Ji. "I'm honored that Prime Emperor Divine Miracle took the time to attend tonight's birthday banquet." Then, Old Madam Jing nodded at Si Cheng and Mo Xiao. "I also have to thank Prime Emperor Si Cheng and Prime Emperor Mo Xiao for gracing us with your presence."

In the end, Old Madam Jing's gaze landed on the beautiful Yu Huang.

The way she looked at Yu Huang was cold and mocking. "Madam Yu Huang, you look very dazzling tonight." There was no emotion in this praise. She was just putting on an act.

Yu Huang replied generously, "Thank you for your praise, Madam."

Yu Huang deliberately twirled around in front of Old Madam Jing with a smile on her face as she explained, "A few days ago, I went to the clothing museum and took a fancy to this gown at a glance. so I asked the stylist at the styling studio to think of a way to borrow it for me."

"It's said that this dress is called Saintess Descends. It's praised as the light of the past century in the fashion industry and rumor has it that a Saintess once wore it on the day of the Saintess' coronation ceremony." Yu Huang smiled playfully as she said innocently, "Although I'm not a Saintess, I've successfully obtained the inheritance of the deceased predecessors, so I'm qualified to wear this dress. Since I was praised by you, seems like I made the right decision."

As Old Madam Jing stared at the innocent smile on Yu Huang's face, she cursed inwardly, "Demoness, how can I not know what you're doing? You're even pretending to be innocent and playing dumb. I think you deliberately wore this gown to snub me!"

However, Old Madam Jing only dared to curse inwardly.

Old Madam Jing said with a fake smile, "The Saintess you're talking about is my daughter."

"Oh really?!" Yu Huang covered her mouth and pretended to be shocked as she exclaimed, "What a coincidence!"

Yu Huang glanced at Jing Jiaren, who had a strange expression on her face, and said, "I heard from Jiaren that Jing Rujiu has been missing for many years and there's still no news of her. As her mother, you must have been worried about her all these years. If I knew that this dress was worn by Jing Rujiu's aunt back then, I wouldn't have worn it to the birthday banquet no matter what, lest you miss her when you see this dress."

Jing Jiaren could barely resist the urge to roll her eyes.

What the hell was she saying?

Jing Jiaren didn't believe a word Yu Huang said.

Similarly, Old Madam Jing didn't believe Yu Huang either.

She didn't believe that Yu Huang didn't know that Jing Rujiu had worn this gown back then. Yu Huang clearly knew and deliberately wore it to the birthday banquet to annoy Old Madam Jing!

"Madam Yu Huang, you've obtained the inheritance of the prophet's power of divination and your current strength is unfathomable. Could it be that you couldn't predict the past of this dress?" Old Madam Jing wanted to expose Yu Huang's hypocritical true colors in public.

Yu Huang wouldn't fall into the trap that Old Madam Jing had set for her. Instead, she said cunningly, "Old Madam, you really like to joke. Do you try to see the past of every piece of clothing and teacup you see? If that's the case, clairvoyants will be quite busy."

As Old Madam Jing stared at Yu Huang's charming rosy lips, she despised her eloquence. "However, there's something you misunderstood. I don't care if Jing Rujiu is dead or alive."

Old Madam Jing stroked the Ice Crystal Marrow Bracelet on her wrist as she said with an impassive expression, "Jing Rujiu is indeed my daughter, but because she made a mistake back then, she has long been removed from the Jing family's genealogy. I have already severed our mother-daughter relationship. From the day she climbed out of the Jing family's door, she no longer had anything to do with me."

"Yu Huang, you don't have to feel troubled."

When Yu Huang saw Madam Jing touching the bracelet, she narrowed her eyes slightly. When a person subconsciously touched something when she spoke, this meant that she actually wasn't calm inside.

She was lying. She wasn't indifferent towards Jing Rujiu.

Yu Huang took a deep look at Old Madam Jing before lowering her head and saying, "I'm sorry for my blunder."

"It's not your fault, since you don't know the details." Old Madam Jing excused herself to Prime Emperor Divine Miracle and was about to lead Jing Jiaren to talk to other VIPs. At this moment, Yu Huang also stood up quickly. Then, two strands of hair fell from her head.

Yu Huang suddenly stopped Jing Jiaren. "Miss Jing, I wonder where the washroom is. I want to tidy up my appearance."

Upon hearing this, Jing Jiaren raised her head and looked at Yu Huang's hairstyle. Old Madam Jing also glanced at Yu Huang's head from the corner of her eye. The two of them noticed the golden hairpin on Yu Huang's hair at the same time.

After seeing the appearance of the golden hairpin clearly, Old Madam Jing's gaze froze slightly, and Jing Jiaren frowned slightly.

What was Yu Huang doing?

"Miss Jing?" Seeing that Jing Jiaren remained silent, Yu Huang called out softly once again.

Jing Jiaren came back to her senses and pointed at the southeast corner of the banquet hall. "It's over there. I'll bring you there."

"Thank you."

After saying goodbye to Old Madam Jing, Yu Huang followed Jing Jiaren to the washroom. Old Madam Jing stood on the spot and stared at the hairpin on Yu Huang's head without blinking. Because Yu Huang's back was facing her, Old Madam Jing saw the words engraved on the back of the hairpin clearly—

May my baby be safe.

Old Madam Jing's pupils dilated slightly, and the way she looked at Yu Huang became even more incredulous.

Her hand trembled slightly as she held the wine glass.

"Mother." Jing Ruge brought his wife, Zhang Zhanyi, to Old Madam Jing's side. Then, he held Old Madam Jing's arm as he whispered into her ear, "Mother, the old master of the Song family is here tonight. Shouldn't you go over and catch up with him?"

The old master of the Song family was Jing Ruge's father's best friend. Old Madam Jing should go greet him.

Old Madam Jing slowly retracted her gaze and turned to follow her son and daughter-in-law towards the Song family's old master. After taking a few steps, she suddenly grabbed Jing Ruge's arm and asked in a flustered tone, "Ruge, Jiaren's most precious hairpin was given to her by your sister, right?"

Upon hearing this, Jing Ruge and Zhang Zhanyi looked at each other with hesitant expressions.

After hesitating for a moment, Jing Ruge said, "Mother, this happened more than twenty years ago." He thought that Old Madam Jing was going to hold her accountable.

Old Madam Jing nodded but didn't say anything else.

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On the other end, Jing Jiaren brought Yu Huang to the washroom, but she didn't leave.

Yu Huang faced the mirror as she tied up her fallen hair with a black hairpin. She then took off the golden hairpin and inserted it again. After she was done, she turned around and saw Jing Jiaren standing at the entrance of the washroom. A look of surprise appeared on Yu Huang's face.

With a smile, Yu Huang tilted her head and asked Jing Jiaren, "Why haven't you left?"

Jing Jiaren stared at the golden hairpin on Yu Huang's head as she said coldly, "You're indeed Yin Mingjue's daughter."

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