Madam’s Awakening Shocks The Whole World
Chapter 429 - 208: Qin Qin vs Jing Zhiyue (Seventh update, exciting)

Chapter 429: Chapter 208: Qin Qin vs Jing Zhiyue (Seventh update, exciting)

"Miss Jing, are you alright?" a servant approached with concern, asking in a low voice.

"Get lost!" Jing Zhiyue roared, unable to restrain her emotions.

The servant left in fear, regretting why she even bothered. She’d always thought Miss Jing had the best temperament and cultivation, but it seemed they only knew her face, not her heart. In contrast, Miss Qin was much better, with a good temper and personality; she’d won everyone’s genuine respect with just a few visits.

After Mo Qianlin and Mo Haoxuan finished their conversation and Mo Haoxuan came to look for Jing Zhiyue, he found that she had already left.

Mo Haoxuan took out his cellphone with a dark expression and dialed Jing Zhiyue’s number.

Driving her car, Jing Zhiyue ignored the ringing of her phone, staring ahead with a grim look.

Overwhelmed by the hatred in her heart, she randomly walked into a bar and sat down.

"Beautiful, are you alone?" A man approached from the left, eyeing Jing Zhiyue’s exquisite profile.

Jing Zhiyue turned her head, her eyes ice-cold. The man, seeing the gauze on the right side of her face, cursed softly; the woman was disfigured on one side of her face. What a pity, but at least her left side was still pleasing to the eye. With her great figure, it wouldn’t matter once the lights were off.

"Get lost!" Jing Zhiyue snarled at the man who hit on her, somewhat drunk.

The man smirked contemptuously, clearly not taking Jing Zhiyue’s words seriously, and leered forward to grab her.

Jing Zhiyue kicked fiercely at the man. A thousand years ago, she knew some martial arts, but because she focused all her energy on medicine and power struggles, her martial arts skills were not strong. Reborn in this world, as the prestigious daughter of the Jing Family, she had even less need for martial arts, so she simply let her martial arts skills go to waste, retaining only superficial kung fu.

"Dare to kick me? I don’t believe this!"

The man, frowning, moved to approach her but was held back by a friend at his side.

"This woman seems to be the Jing Family’s daughter, Jing Zhiyue. You can’t afford to provoke her, be careful you won’t even know how you die," warned the friend.

The man, taken aback, looked closely at Jing Zhiyue, and upon recognizing her, quickly left with his friend.

"Isn’t this Jing Zhiyue a prestigious family’s daughter? What’s she doing drinking in this dump?"

"Heard she was caught red-handed fooling around with Mr. Mo of the Mo Family, Mo Haoxuan?"

"Never would have guessed, looking so noble on the outside but so promiscuous in private!"

"Right, right, right, did you see the gauze on her right face? Could it be a disfigurement?"

"Definitely disfigured. Maybe someone slashed her? It’s not as simple as it seems in these wealthy families, is it?"

"Miss Jing’s reputation has been getting worse lately. Always claiming to be a Heavenly Doctor, but she was severely humiliated by a girl. Now with this incident, it seems this is as good as her life will get!"

"Isn’t that the truth?! I do know a bit about that girl you mentioned, apparently opened a Heavenly Medicine Clinic, does great business, many important people seek her out for treatment."

"Why not seek treatment from Miss Jing? I heard her medical skills are also very good?"

"What do you know, it’s said Miss Jing has always been very proud, doesn’t just treat anyone who wants treatment."

"Oh, I see!"

Jing Zhiyue heard the endless gossip about her, drank the wine in her glass in fury, and staggered to her feet to leave.

She wanted to get away from these despicable people. She was Jing Zhiyue of the Jing’s prestigious family, not comparable to that wretch Qin Qin.

One day, she would show everyone that she, Jing Zhiyue, was the strongest and had the best medical skills. What did Qin Qin have to compete with her? She was nothing without Mo Yunchen’s support.

Jing Zhiyue stumbled out of the small bar and got into her car to leave.

A man emerged from the shadows, touched the Bluetooth in his ear, and said, "The target has come out."

"Got it!"

Jing Zhiyue, raging inside, drove aimlessly until even she had no idea where she was.

The night deepened, and the traffic on the roads became sparser. Jing Zhiyue recklessly sped up.

Four cars drove up behind Jing Zhiyue, who, somewhat inebriated, did not notice anything amiss.

It was not until the four cars surrounded Jing Zhiyue that she realized something was wrong, but it was already too late.

The car behind crashed violently into Jing Zhiyue’s BMW, while cars on either side also slammed into her, and the car in front blocked her escape.

Trapped by several vehicles, Jing Zhiyue had no escape. The cars on both sides and behind collided with hers, jolting her entire body; her head slammed against the steering wheel, and blood instantly flowed from her forehead.

Jing Zhiyue, though usually composed, couldn’t help panicking at this moment, grabbing her phone to try to make a call.

Before Jing Zhiyue could pick it up, a car stopped behind her.

Jing Zhiyue slumped unconscious against the steering wheel.

Two tall men got out of the car. One was recording with a phone while the other, observing the unconscious Jing Zhiyue, had a look of satisfaction.

"Is that enough?" Zhao Han asked Guo Kui.

Guo Kui, putting away his phone, nodded, "Yeah, just wait for the news tomorrow. What do you think would be a good headline?"

"Prestigious family’s daughter drives drunk and crashes into a tree by night?"

"The scandalous life of a prestigious family’s daughter?"

"Enough, enough. Let’s go; the media will have a field day with this," Zhao Han waved and took the lead, eager to return and report the good news to Lu Xuezhen.

His boss had played a superb game of tit-for-tat, paying back Jing Zhiyue in her own coin. Originally, Jing Zhiyue had people attack Lu Xuezhen’s car; today, their leader made her pay it back.

She liked to have things recorded? They’d record it for her so she could go mad.

The four cars quickly left the scene. Jing Zhiyue lay unconscious over the steering wheel, blood spilling everywhere.