Ming Chu Yan's mind buzzed, as if something had exploded.
His throat felt tight.
He was immensely shocked.
He wanted to tell himself, this was impossible!
This was absolutely impossible!
But, whether it was Zhan He An's attitude or Elder Lu's words.
It had already been confirmed.
He froze for a long time.
Then, dragging his heavy steps, he walked, step by step, towards Ming Father and Ming Mother.
But the moment he moved.
Ming Mother, who was already breathless with shock, strode towards Ming Zheng.
Ming Mother's face was pale yet somber.
Her eyes were veiled by a thick haze.
She looked at Ming Zheng as if looking at an enemy.
"Ming Zheng!"
She gritted her teeth, her eyes red with anger: "It's you... it really is you! You made me like this!"
Ming Mother had already reached the second-floor stairs.
Ming Chu Yan didn't have time to stop her.
This position was right in the middle of the main entrance.
And Ming Mother's voice was sharp and loud.
It instantly drew the attention of the diners in the private rooms on the first floor, who all turned their gazes.
Upon seeing Ming Mother's ferocious and distorted face, and Ming Father chasing after her,
A hint of schadenfreude flickered in everyone's eyes.
It was the Ming family again.
The Ming family had been quite prominent recently.
Of course, this prominence was not good.
The Ming family had become a joke in high society.
Who among those who had been bullied by the Ming family wouldn't want to step on them?
It was heard that not long ago, the Ming family's true daughter, who had been kicked out, was made a scene of by the second young master Ming at the Drunken Immortal House.
In the end, the second young master Ming was blacklisted by the Drunken Immortal House.
And now, the Ming family was here again?
And the target was... the Ming family's true daughter?!
Wait, wait, wait...
Standing next to the Ming family's true daughter, looking intimate with her...
Doesn't that look like... the head of the Chi family?!
Holy crap!
The Ming family is awesome!
They aren't even afraid of the head of the Chi family.
As expected, they are truly overpowered experts!
The show to accompany our meal is here.
Ming Zheng was about to accept Zhan He An's invitation to dine in a private room.
Suddenly, she heard Ming Mother's hysterical roar.
The moment the sound arrived.
Ming Mother also walked over.
"Madam Ming?"
Zhan He An frowned and immediately blocked Ming Mother's advancing body: "This is Doctor... Miss Ming Zheng, don't be foolish!"
"What Miss? She's my daughter!"
Ming Mother roared furiously: "President Zhan, don't be deceived by this bitch! It's her, she's the one who ruined my hands!"
"I am her biological mother! How could she treat me like this? President Zhan, have you ever seen a daughter who crippled her own mother's hands?"
She yelled, tears streaming down her face.
She wanted to raise her hand to slap Ming Zheng.
But her hands were completely numb, unable to move.
During these days.
She was like a cripple.
Countless people cast strange glances at her.
She didn't dare to attend any high-society banquets.
Or find those rich ladies to promote the Ming Corporation.
She could do nothing.
She dared not do anything.
All of this was thanks to her own daughter!
The more Ming Mother thought about it, the more wronged and angry she became.
She hated herself for giving birth to this calamity, Ming Zheng!
She should have just strangled her to death from the start!
Ming Zheng was simply here to collect debts!
But Ming Mother hated Ming Zheng even more.
Zhan He An heard this and was slightly surprised, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Ming Mother and Ming Zheng's faces.
Seeing the slightly similar eyebrows and eyes between them.
He was a little taken aback.
He had guessed that Ming Mother's hands were related to the Medical Saint.
But he hadn't expected that...
The Medical Saint would be Ming Mother's daughter.
Seeing the hatred filled expression on Ming Mother's face, Zhan He An's expression turned cold: "Whatever Miss Ming Zheng does, she has her reasons."
"Madam Ming, I advise you to speak cautiously."
Zhan He An slowly withdrew his hand that was blocking Ming Mother, his gaze casually sweeping over her arms: "If you still want these hands."
Ming Mother's pupils constricted.
Even without Zhan He An's obstruction.
She wouldn't dare to take another step forward now.
"I just said, there is only one person in this world who can heal your hands," Zhan He An's gaze became more mocking, he sneered, "And that person is Miss Ming Zheng."
When Ming Mother saw Zhan He An calling Ming Zheng "Medical Saint," she had already guessed something.
Now, hearing Zhan He An say it himself.
She was still a little shocked.
The only one who could heal her hands was Ming Zheng.
The only one who could make her a normal person again was Ming Zheng.
How could it be Ming Zheng?
How could it be Ming Zheng?
Ming Mother's body went weak, and she stumbled towards the nearby handrail.
Her pupils were filled with disbelief.
Or rather...
She couldn't believe it.
Ming Father arrived in time and held Ming Mother from behind as she stumbled.
Ming Mother leaned into Ming Father's embrace.
Her previously distorted face, at this moment, turned into one of grievance.
She buried herself in Ming Father's arms and burst into tears.
Ming Zheng: "..."
How old are they?
Still putting on a show of the domineering CEO and his delicate wife?
Ming Zheng couldn't be bothered to watch the drama.
She grabbed Chi Xian and prepared to leave.
"Wait, Ming Zheng."
Ming Father, with his arm around Ming Mother's slender waist, patted her back to comfort her.
Seeing Ming Zheng about to leave, he quickly said: "If you want to punish us, you've punished us for long enough. It should be enough."
"Your mother's mood has been unstable recently due to her hands, don't hold it against her."
This was rare gentleness from Ming Father when facing Ming Zheng.
"Ming Zheng, your mother knows she was wrong, so please stop tormenting her. Just consider it as your father begging you, okay?"
Ming Father's voice was slightly hoarse.
His gaze towards Ming Zheng was filled with entreaty.
His peripheral vision caught many people around them taking out their phones to record.
Ming Father pressed Ming Mother's head, his expression becoming even more pitiful and pleading.
They were Ming Zheng's biological parents.
Most of the people here were from high society.
If Ming Zheng wanted to marry Chi Xian.
And become the mistress of the Chi family.
She would definitely need to cherish her reputation and her image.
She absolutely could not bear the infamy of bullying her own parents.
Yes.
Ming Father intended to use public opinion to pressure her.
To force Ming Zheng to heal Ming Mother.
Ming Zheng saw through his plan at a glance.
Using the power of public opinion to make her compromise?
Ming Father was probably thinking too much.
Did she care about what others thought?
She wasn't Ming Zhi Rou.
Ming Zheng slowly curled her crimson lips, her eyes lazy and casual, meeting Ming Father's pleading gaze.
She opened her mouth and replied word by word, her voice lazy—
"No."