“Even if Rouer isn’t the true daughter of the Ming family, so what? And even if you are, so what? Everyone in the Ming family only loves Rouer. The one who isn’t loved is the fake…”
Lu Manqin opened her mouth, intending to shut Ming Zheng up with the same insults she used to use.
But before she could finish speaking,
Her throat suddenly constricted, the rest of her words catching in her throat.
Ming Zhi Rou was not of the Ming family bloodline.
This meant Ming Zhi Rou and Ming Huai Zhi… were not siblings.
Then Ming Huai Zhi’s love and concern for Ming Zhi Rou.
Without the layer of blood relation…
Such love and concern seemed exceptionally ambiguous!
Lu Manqin’s pupils dilated, her heart suddenly pounding violently.
No…
She couldn’t think like that.
For these nineteen years, Huai Zhi Gege had always doted on Rou’er like a sister.
Even without that blood connection.
Their feelings would only be familial!
However, a faint shadow of unease settled in Lu Manqin’s heart.
It lingered, refusing to dissipate.
Her expression turned cold, blaming Ming Zheng for this unsettling feeling.
If not for Ming Zheng saying these misleading words, why would she be thinking so wildly?
“Huai Zhi Gege is right, you’re disgusting! With such a filthy mind, no wonder no one in the Ming family likes you!”
Ming Zheng’s brows were serene, her expression unchanged.
But her gaze, lifted towards Lu Manqin, held a chilling intensity.
This was the first time Lu Manqin felt such a dangerous aura from Ming Zheng.
Her heart suddenly clenched, her body trembling slightly.
She instinctively leaned towards the sisters beside her.
What was wrong with this Ming Zheng?
She used to let Lu Manqin insult her.
Why had she become so terrifying now?
“Oh.”
Ming Zheng said indifferently, her ruby lips parting slightly, her words clear and cold: “Can I get going now?”
Her tone sounded polite.
But the content of her words caused Lu Manqin’s face to freeze slightly.
The sense of panic in her heart intensified.
But upon meeting the strange glances of the sisters beside her, her anger surged.
“Ming Zheng, you dare tell me to get lost?”
Lu Manqin pushed aside the sisters beside her and strode towards Ming Zheng, “You, an illegitimate child born without a mother, only have the right to associate with high society and stand before me because of your bloodline!”
“So what if you’re back in the Ming family? Your parents don’t want you, your brothers don’t want you, you’re someone nobody wants—”
She was clearly enraged, her voice becoming sharp and shrill, the flesh of her face trembling.
“Slap—”
Before Lu Manqin could finish her words, a loud, earth-shattering slap echoed.
Then, a pained scream rang out.
Lu Manqin’s body shot out like an arrow loosed from a bow, crashing heavily onto the ground.
“Manqin!”
The young ladies accompanying her were stunned.
Once they reacted, they rushed towards Lu Manqin, helping her up.
Didn’t Manqin always say that the true daughter the Ming family found was a wild girl raised in the countryside, unloved by her parents, someone anyone could trample on?
Earlier, when they saw Ming Zheng from a distance,
Lu Manqin had dragged them along, insisting on coming to humiliate Ming Zheng.
She claimed it was to discipline this wild girl for her good friend Rou’er.
But everyone knew deep down.
It was simply because Ming Zheng was, after all, the true daughter of the Ming family.
Being able to humiliate and insult a true daughter satisfied their twisted hearts, without any repercussions.
But…
This girl before them, with her cool demeanor, haughty gaze, and queen-like dignity, how could she be someone they could bully?
Lu Manqin’s vision went black from the blow, one side of her cheek turning red and swollen, blood seeping from the corner of her lips.
A腥甜 (bloody sweetness) rose in her throat.
The burning pain on her face made her wince with every slight movement of her facial muscles.
The more she twisted, the more intense the pain became.
Lu Manqin’s eyes blazed with furious fire, her fists clenched tightly.
Bitch…
That bitch dared to hit her!
An unloved bitch.
Dared to lay a hand on her!
Lu Manqin struggled to stand up from her sisters’ embrace, her eyes filled with hatred, glaring at Ming Zheng.
However, Ming Zheng, after delivering the blow, remained unfazed, not even glancing at her, and walked directly towards the entrance of the Drunken Immortal Tower.
“Ming! Zheng!”
Lu Manqin’s eyes were bloodshot, gritting her teeth, “You bitch, you hit me and now you want to run? What kind of place is the Drunken Immortal Tower? Is it a place you can enter?”
But her face was too swollen to speak clearly.
Ming Zheng’s eyebrows lifted slightly, her gaze falling lightly upon her, “If I hear one more thing I don’t like, I won’t mind making both your cheeks even.”
The girl’s voice was as cold and clear as water, devoid of emotion.
Yet, every word carried a suffocating chill.
“You… you!”
Lu Manqin trembled with rage.
Was this bitch threatening her?
A mere nobody who couldn’t even rely on her own family, why was she so arrogant?
“How can you hit someone!”
“Where is your upbringing!”
“Manqin’s grandfather is a tutor at the Imperial Capital Academy. Do you know the consequences of hitting her?”
Seeing that Lu Manqin was too enraged to speak, the few young ladies beside her stepped forward.
They chirped incessantly, a nuisance.
Ming Zheng impatiently dug her ear, her gaze sweeping coldly over them.
The words on their lips were suddenly choked back by Ming Zheng’s single glance.
Ming Zheng turned, stepping into the Drunken Immortal Tower.
Lu Manqin’s face contorted with anger, the pain from her swollen cheek causing her to gasp repeatedly.
These useless good-for-nothings!
Why should they fear an unloved nobody?
The young ladies exchanged glances, none daring to mention how frightening Ming Zheng’s gaze was in front of Lu Manqin!
One of the young ladies cleared her throat, looking at Ming Zheng as she entered the Drunken Immortal Tower, “Didn’t you say she grew up in the countryside and had no elders to raise her, and that even back in the Ming family, she’s an unloved existence?”
“Then, with her status, can she even enter the Drunken Immortal Tower?”
The other young ladies chimed in: “That’s right, that’s right. Even Miss Ming Zhi Rou would have to make a reservation, let alone this unloved country bumpkin.”
“Manqin, don’t worry, we’ll watch them kick her out of the Drunken Immortal Tower later!”
Hearing her companions’ words, Lu Manqin felt slightly better.
They were right!
With Ming Zheng’s status, there was no way she could enter the Drunken Immortal Tower.
Ming Zheng would definitely be thrown out by the staff of the Drunken Immortal Tower immediately!
Lu Manqin endured the pain on her face, grabbed her phone, and turned on the recording function, preparing to capture Ming Zheng being thrown out by the Drunken Immortal Tower’s staff to show Ming Huai Zhi.
She wanted Ming Huai Zhi to hate Ming Zheng even more!
Lu Manqin held up her phone.
One minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
Three minutes… passed.