Indeed, they were all descendants of the Ming family, personally tutored by Madam Ming.
Everyone in the Ming family was truly cast from the same mold.
They all believed that bringing Ming Zheng home was already a favor, a redemption.
They never thought that everything they did was not redemption at all, but an abyss!
Ming Zheng's eyes grew colder. Her expression calm, she raised her eyelids to meet Madam Ming’s pale face, which seemed to have been struck by a painful truth.
She continued, “Secondly, the current predicaments of the Ming family brothers have nothing to do with me. They are fundamentally because of you.”
Ming Zheng’s crimson lips curved into a slight smile.
Her alluring and captivating face bloomed like a poppy,
radiant and elegant,
yet… it made one’s heart tremble.
“The damage to Ming Corporation and the plummeting stock prices are simply because the Ming family’s rapid development over the past year originated from me.”
“Now that I am unwilling to provide it to you, you naturally have to bear the consequences of losing my assistance.”
Moreover, what Ming Corporation was facing was merely the beginning.
“You… what nonsense are you talking? What do you mean the Ming family’s achievements this year came from you?” Patriarch Ming’s expression was extremely cold, his heart giving a violent jolt at Ming Zheng’s words.
The image of his phone call from Ming Corporation’s vice president, informing him that two major enterprises, Zhengrong and Zheng Tu, had canceled their cooperation with Ming Corporation, suddenly flashed in his mind.
However, he couldn't believe that this matter had anything to do with Ming Zheng: “You, a wild girl raised in the countryside, if we hadn’t taken you back, you probably wouldn’t even have heard of Zhengrong and Zheng Tu!”
Ming Zheng added, “Ming Huai Zhi’s plagiarism scandal happened because his song was essentially plagiarized. What does that have to do with me?”
“What plagiarism! Is it plagiarism to use your own sister’s song?” Madam Ming couldn't stand Ming Zheng’s rebellious attitude.
Ming Zheng scoffed, “Furthermore, Ming Xiu Jin is a good-for-nothing, yet he repeatedly tried to stand up for Ming Zhi Rou. Since he insisted on showing off, he has to accept the consequences of his presumption, doesn’t he?”
She paused slightly, a mischievous curve gracing her lips, her tone laced with ill intent, “Besides, I heard that Ming Xiu Jin is still in a wheelchair because you were too concerned with Ming Zhi Rou and missed the crucial time for Ming Xiu Jin’s rescue.”
Ming Zheng’s blunt words struck Madam Ming’s heart like a dagger.
Her face instantly turned deathly pale.
The body nestled in Patriarch Ming’s arms began to tremble.
Yes.
The doctor had indeed said that because Ming Xiu Jin missed the optimal rescue window… his leg, even if completely healed, would forever bear permanent after-effects.
And why had they missed it?
It was because, at that time, Rou’er had been humiliated by Ming Zheng, the Imperial Capital’s Dean, and the Chi family patriarch. Rou’er was heartbroken.
They were solely focused on comforting Rou’er, thus neglecting Ming Xiu Jin.
But, all of this was because of Ming Zheng!
If it weren’t for Ming Zheng, why would Rou’er have been wronged? Why would they have neglected the third brother?
Thus, they very naturally blamed Ming Zheng for everything.
Now that Ming Zheng had pointed it out directly,
it was like tearing off their last fig leaf.
Ming Zheng remained unfazed, the curve of her crimson lips deepening, becoming even more mockingly nonchalant, “As for Ming Yan Lun, you probably don’t know why he participated in the Yin Yang Mountain race, do you? Your beloved daughter surely didn’t tell you the reason, did she?”
Patriarch Ming and Madam Ming’s expressions tightened.
Their instincts told them not to let Ming Zheng continue!
But Ming Zheng maliciously pressed on, “It was for… your beloved Rou’er.”
“Let me ask another question. Guess why Song Zhe Kun targeted Ming Yan Lun, and why he inexplicably… challenged me, the unfavored true daughter, to a race?”
She watched Patriarch Ming and Madam Ming’s increasingly pale faces, her tone carrying a hint of amusement, “Yes, you guessed right, it’s still because of your beloved Rou’er.”
“You’re lying!” Madam Ming was the first to roar, straightening up from Patriarch Ming’s embrace, perhaps out of excessive anger and disbelief, or perhaps fear of hearing the truth.
Her face, which always maintained a perfect facade, now appeared unusually contorted and furious.
Completely unlike the usual Madam Ming.
And this snarling fury was directed at her own daughter.
“You would think that I tampered with Ming Yan Lun’s brakes, and that Ming Zhi Rou must have hinted at it, wouldn’t you?”
“Whether it’s true or not… I believe that as long as you want to, finding the surveillance footage from Yin Yang Mountain that night shouldn’t be a problem.”
After all, the surveillance footage from that night had already been restored by her.
There were bound to be hackers who could extract information about the tampering with Ming Yan Lun’s brakes from the data she had recovered.
And, most importantly…
Doesn’t the Ming family have a hacker named [yl]?
Looking at Ming Zheng’s composed demeanor,
Patriarch Ming and Madam Ming’s entire worldview was overturned in that instant.
They had attributed everything the Ming family had encountered recently to Ming Zheng.
Believing that all the misfortunes were brought about by this jinx, Ming Zheng.
Only by doing so,
could they feel a little better.
And it also allowed them… to naturally overlook some obvious details.
In any case, as long as they blamed Ming Zheng,
they would have an outlet for their frustration.
And they could conveniently shirk all responsibility.
This was the inherent selfishness of the Ming family.
“As for Ming Chu Yan.”
Ming Zheng’s tone instantly became utterly sarcastic, a contempt for the weak, and… disdain, “The glory of the Ming family… is truly trash.”
“Trash? Ming Zheng, don’t think you can insult Sixth Brother just because you’ve gotten in with the Imperial Capital’s Dean! Believe it or not, if Sixth Brother requests a transfer, the Imperial Capital’s Dean will definitely beg him to stay on his knees!”
Madam Ming seemed to have finally found an opportunity to retort, “Sixth Brother is only two years older than you, yet he’s already an A-level martial artist! And… and he even gained the appreciation of the Ministry!”
“But… why did you go to the Ministry to frame Sixth Brother and cause him to lose his official position there!”
In fact, the Ming family was completely unaware that Ming Chu Yan had ever been to the Ministry and had even become the captain of C-team in the Security Department.
It was only a week ago.
Ming Chu Yan claimed that the academy had arranged for him to go to another city to represent the academy in an academic exchange.
They had believed him.
But the next day,
no fewer than five Ministry vehicles were parked outside the Ming family residence.
Ming Chu Yan was escorted by men in green uniforms with medals on their shoulders, held on either side, and thrown into the Ming family.
Then, in front of them, they announced the termination of Ming Chu Yan’s service and that he would never be allowed to step foot into the Ministry again!
Only then did they vaguely realize.
Their gifted son, their proud academic prodigy, had actually joined the Ministry!
But…
“Why?” they had asked the Ministry personnel at the time.