Ming Zheng let out a low, soft chuckle.
Her laughter was filled with endless mockery and a chilling coldness.
Ming Chu Yan was a cultivator who had already achieved Qi absorption.
When she laughed,
the sound was clearly transmitted into Ming Chu Yan's ears.
His brows furrowed slightly. He stood before the door, raised his hand, and gently knocked, "Ming Zheng, it's me."
His voice was as clear and melodious as ever.
When Ming Zheng first arrived at the Ming family, her favorite thing was to hear him call her name in that voice.
She thought Ming Chu Yan was the first person willing to accept her as a member of the Ming family.
In the past year,
whenever she saw Ming Chu Yan, she would eagerly approach him, shyly yet blissfully calling out, "Sixth Brother."
As long as he stood here,
as long as he spoke,
Ming Zheng would invariably be impatient to open the door.
But inside the room, there was still no movement.
Ming Chu Yan's gentle brows furrowed slightly, a hint of impatience hidden within.
But when he thought of Rou Er,
he still patiently and softly appeased her, "Ming Zheng, no matter what you've done wrong, you are my sister. We are family, and we can talk through any problem."
"Hiding away won't solve anything."
"Can you hide forever?"
His tone carried a sense of helplessness and indulgence,
much like a doting older brother.
"Ming Zheng, open the door."
He raised his hand and knocked again.
Before his hand could even touch the door,
the tightly shut door slowly opened.
What met Ming Zheng's eyes was a youth in a purple uniform, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with gentle features, radiating a warm sunlight.
This face truly, as always, made people want to let down their guard.
*Heh, hypocritical dog.*
Ming Zheng sneered disdainfully in her heart.
Just as she was about to tell him to stop being disgusting,
in the next second,
dark shadows flashed before Ming Zheng's eyes.
A gust of wind brushed past her cheek.
"Heh, Sixth Brother is indeed the smartest. The moment Sixth Brother spoke, this wicked creature couldn't help but open the door."
Father Ming sneered, his disdain evident in his tone.
Immediately, he waved his hand, "Quick! Seize this wicked creature!"
The dark shadows that had rushed in the moment Ming Zheng opened the door were bodyguards who had been lying in wait outside.
They lunged forward to grab Ming Zheng.
Their ferocious expressions showed no regard for the fact that Ming Zheng was merely a "weak woman."
Ming Zheng's icy gaze, cold and sharp, swept past the bodyguards and landed on Ming Chu Yan's hypocritical face.
Her eyes were like frost.
That glance made Ming Chu Yan's expression stiffen slightly.
His gaze couldn't help but fall upon Ming Zheng.
The girl was wearing a simple black hoodie and casual pants. Her seaweed-like black hair cascaded onto her shoulders. Perhaps she had just woken up, as a single strand of hair stood up on her head.
Her striking, dazzling face was not the usual meek and timid expression.
Instead, it was bold and radiant.
Especially her eyes.
They were like the clear, cold moon, like the snow of early winter.
As cold as a deep, frozen pool.
With just one look, his heart froze, as if plunged into an ice cellar.
Ming Chu Yan's pupils widened in surprise.
This...
was this truly the pathetic Ming Zheng from his memory, who was as subservient as a lapdog?
He was actually stunned by the gaze of a nobody?
But he had to admit,
the Ming Zheng of the past, though beautiful, was like a wooden doll, soulless, completely lacking the spirit of a Ming family member, making one feel disgusted.
But the current Ming Zheng...
had truly changed.
And what shocked Ming Chu Yan even more was—
the moment the bodyguards swarmed forward, aggressively intending to seize Ming Zheng.
Those bodyguards instantly became like kites with broken strings.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
They were sent flying backward, crashing heavily against the corridor walls, leaving behind large, deep gouges.
No one could clearly see when Ming Zheng made her move, or how she made it.
Everything happened in a mere few seconds.
Instantly, the atmosphere became eerily cold.
And instantaneously quiet.
A few seconds later.
Father Ming regained his senses. His stern, authoritative face was almost contorted, "You troublemaker! You dare to resist! Will you not rest until you ruin the Ming family?"
"Since you dared to break Young Master Song's arm, why don't you dare to face the consequences? You disaster star! If I had known you would cause so much trouble, I wouldn't have taken you back out of pity!"
His eyes held deep hatred and ruthlessness,
as if he wished he could rush forward and kill Ming Zheng!
Ming Zheng's expression was calm and indifferent, a faint mockery in her eyes.
Right.
Song Zhe Kun!
She had broken Song Zhe Kun's arm.
She finally understood why the Ming family had suddenly found her apartment.
Because, regardless of whether she had left the Ming family or not,
the Song family would take their revenge on the Ming family.
Therefore, was the Ming family planning to arrest her and hand her over to Young Master Song, so that Young Master Song would calm his anger and spare their Ming family?
Tsk, how laughable.
In order to integrate into the Ming family, she had hidden her identity and endured a heart full of grievances, wanting only to be accepted with their family affection as an ordinary person.
But in their eyes,
her craving for family affection was called being a lapdog.
Her wholehearted devotion to them, her desire to integrate into their family and be recognized by them, was called being pathetic.
But now, they were groveling before the Song family, acting meek, even resorting to "selling their daughter for glory." Wasn't that being a lapdog? Being pathetic?
"Go, arrest her! Don't worry about her being a Ming family member; we haven't considered her one of us for a long time!" Father Ming waved his hand again, urging the other bodyguards to quickly seize her.
In his opinion,
Ming Zheng's ability to kick away the bodyguards who lunged at her just now,
was only because those bodyguards treated her as a Ming family daughter and didn't dare to attack seriously, allowing Ming Zheng to succeed with a sneak attack.
The remaining bodyguards exchanged glances.
Then, they all stepped into the room, surrounding Ming Zheng.
Mother Ming looked at Ming Zheng, who was surrounded by several tall and strong bodyguards. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and she spoke with a hint of impatience, "Ming Zheng, this is the trouble you've caused. How can you let Rou Er bear the consequences of your mistakes?"
"Just obediently come with us to the Song family and explain everything clearly, so that Rou Er can return."
The thought of her precious Rou Er being taken away by the Young Master of the Song family made her heart panic.
If she weren't afraid of offending the Song family,
she would have already brought people to the Song family to demand her return.
But now,
she could only choose to bring Ming Zheng to atone for her sins and exchange her precious Rou Er.
"Heh, hehehe..."
Ming Zheng couldn't help but let out a soft scoff.
She casually raised her eyebrows, her dark star-like eyes filled with a mocking, cynical chill. "You haven't considered me a Ming family member for a long time, or you've never considered me one?"
"Go to the Song family? Let Ming Zhi Rou return?"
"You all know I broke Song Zhe Kun's arm, yet you want me to go to the Song family and explain what?"
"To put it bluntly, you just want me to go to the Song family and exchange Ming Zhi Rou, don't you?"