Ming Zhi Rou's gaze, and tone, still touched Ming Xiu Jin's heart.
After all, she was the sister he had doted on for nineteen years.
Ming Xiu Jin frowned and pursed his lips again.
Then he spoke with a bitter tone, "My intention is not to say... that this is your fault, but rather... it's not Ming Zheng's fault either."
Ming Xiu Jin raised his hand and patted Ming Chu Yan's shoulder. "No matter what, Ming Zheng is our sister."
After saying this,
He hobbled into the villa.
Leaving the two of them standing at the villa's entrance.
The expressions on both their faces gradually turned somber.
"What's wrong with this third brother? Ming Zheng ruined our family so badly, and he can still say that Ming Zheng is our sister?"
Ming Chu Yan lowered his gaze, looking at the person in his arms, whose head was bowed in a dejected manner.
He quickly tightened his arms and gently soothed Ming Zhi Rou's soft back. "Rou'er, don't listen to what Third Brother says. He's like Mom now. His leg... is injured quite badly."
"He's probably thinking of using this method to ask Ming Zheng to treat him."
Ming Chu Yan comforted her while moving his hand upwards to stroke her head. "Don't overthink it."
Ming Zhi Rou lowered her pale little face, tightly pressing her lips together.
But...
Third Brother went in later.
Third Brother didn't know that Ming Zheng was a medical saint at all.
She had long felt that Third Brother's attitude towards her had changed significantly.
Ever since Third Brother was discharged from the hospital.
He no longer doted on her as he used to.
Even in the car just now.
She had cried so sadly,
Third Brother hadn't uttered a word of comfort.
Ming Zhi Rou's heart grew increasingly panicked.
She somehow felt that...
She was losing control of the Ming family.
That man was right...
She had to make plans for her future as soon as possible.
She couldn't entrust her entire future to the Ming family.
The current Ming family.
Was no longer worth her lingering on!
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After dinner, Ming Zheng chased away Chi Xian, the clingy fellow who was still trying to get close to her.
Chi Xian said reluctantly, "Zheng Bao, today is the first day we are together... I don't want to be apart from you for a single moment..."
Ming Zheng: "..."
It wasn't that she didn't want to describe Chi Xian as a 'puppy.'
But the current Chi Xian.
Truly resembled a sticky, clingy puppy.
However, this clinginess was something she still needed time to adapt to.
Although she was attracted to Chi Xian's looks.
It didn't mean she wanted to be attracted to his looks every single moment.
Thus, Ming Zheng completely ignored his adoring, soft, and expectant dark eyes fixed on her.
With an iron will, she maintained a smile and said, "I don't mind being widowed."
Chi Xian: "!!!"
Not wanting Ming Zheng to 'become a widow,' he obediently left.
Ming Zheng returned to her small apartment.
She threw herself onto the soft sofa.
She picked up the throw pillow in her arms and lifted it high.
Looking at the faces of her seven senior brothers on the pillow.
She sighed.
Mmm...
She wondered what expressions her senior brothers would have if they knew she was dating?
She wondered if her senior brothers would try to assassinate Chi Xian?
She felt it was entirely possible.
Ming Zheng thought she should find time to meet all her senior brothers.
First, she would gauge their reactions.
Then, she would decide whether to let Chi Xian appear before them.
After all, she had disappeared for a year and suddenly reappeared, bringing a man back with her.
She somehow felt...
Chi Xian would be assassinated!
After Ming Zheng washed up, she returned to the bedroom.
The night deepened.
The night sky outside was completely dark.
Occasionally, a few faint stars twinkled.
Originally, it should have been a quiet night.
But, the tightly closed window slowly opened.
A corner of the cool-toned curtain was also lifted.
A dark figure sneaked into the room.
Under the dim night light.
The dark figure's tall silhouette was accentuated.
The dark figure's steps were light as she slowly walked to the bedside.
The white, large bed.
The girl lay flat on the soft pillow.
A head of sea-like dark hair spilled onto the white pillow.
Her bright and beautiful face was serene and lovely.
Beautiful as a rose blooming in the dark night, stunning time.
And beautiful as a captivating Lycoris radiata, soul-stirring.
The dark figure raised her hand and traced the girl's serene sleeping face in the air, little by little.
In the dimness, those eyes appeared particularly bright.
The dark figure stood by the bed, staring at the girl on the bed for a long while.
A hint of sharpness then flashed across those bright eyes.
Immediately, her fingers slightly parted, and she suddenly reached out towards the girl's slender, fair neck...
Her hand, just as it was about to touch the neck.
The dark figure's wrist was tightly grasped.
A soft touch covered it.
In the darkness, the girl's voice sounded particularly lazy, "Miss, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to climb into another woman's bed in the middle of the night?"
The dark figure's body stiffened.
She quickly tried to break free from the girl's hand.
But the small hand gripping her wrist, though seemingly delicate and boneless, was impossible to break free from.
Moreover, the more she struggled.
The more an unbearable pain, as if her bones were about to break, shot up her wrist.
"You... you were faking sleep?!"
The dark figure spoke.
In the dim environment, the dark figure's voice was extremely seductive and alluring.
It was a woman's voice.
She continued to ask, "How did you know I was a woman?"
The girl on the white bed slowly sat up.
Even though the room was very dark.
The dark figure could clearly feel that the girl's gaze had accurately locked onto her.
"Click."
The bedroom lights were turned on.
The blinding light made the dark figure instinctively close her eyes.
"Your perfume smells very good."
Ming Zheng's dark eyes stared intently at her. "Also, my night vision is pretty decent."
The one who had sneaked into her bedroom in the middle of the night was a woman.
A radiant, beautiful, and enchanting woman.
She was wearing a black leather skirt that perfectly showcased her hot figure.
Her curly hair was black and shiny, tied up high, revealing her alluring and charming face.
Big breasts, a slender waist, and long legs.
Every gesture and smile exuded a charming and unrestrained allure.
She was a woman who could be called a femme fatale.
Such a charming woman, climbing into her bed in the middle of the night?
She was also a woman.
She didn't have that equipment either!
Ming Zheng released the woman's hand.
"Oh dear, you actually discovered me."
The woman sighed, her enchanting eyebrows showing a hint of boredom.
She extended her hand, adorned with red nail polish, and gently, daintily massaged the wrist that Ming Zheng had grabbed.
Then, she raised her alluring eyes and gave Ming Zheng a seductive glance. "Sister, you let me go so easily. Aren't you afraid... I'll find an opportunity and kill you?"
"You won't," Ming Zheng's expression was calm, and she leaned lazily against the headboard. "You have no ill intentions towards me."
If it weren't for the fact that she didn't sense any malice from the woman, only pure interest and curiosity.
When the woman's hand had reached for her earlier.
She would have broken the woman's hand.