He had a near-death experience on the track.
He survived thanks to Ming Zheng's sacrifice.
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When he was sent to the hospital.
Ming Zhi Rou did not accompany him. Instead, when Ming Zheng demanded that Song Zhe Kun fulfill the bet, she stood up to speak for Song Zhe Kun.
He recalled the video released by Z.
Ming Zheng questioned Ming Zhi Rou, asking why she let Song Zhe Kun go when she knew he was the mastermind who wanted him dead, and why she didn't avenge him.
Ming Zhi Rou, however, spoke of "returning good for evil."
At the time, he simply thought Ming Zhi Rou was too naive, too kind.
He didn't blame her.
But now...
He felt an overwhelming irony.
Ming Zheng must have been very sad then, right?
She risked threats and everything to take Song Zhe Kun's hand.
Wasn't that for him too?
Ming Yan Lun's trembling hand clenched little by little.
Pain spread through his heart.
In fact, Ming Zhi Rou was far from the simple and kind person she appeared to be.
Her face was always covered by a mask.
A mask enough to deceive everyone in the Ming family.
Perhaps...
In the year Ming Zheng returned to the Ming family.
There were repeated reports of Ming Zheng harming Ming Zhi Rou.
Maybe that was all a play orchestrated by Ming Zhi Rou to frame Ming Zheng.
A play to drive Ming Zheng out of the Ming family.
And Ming Zhi Rou had indeed succeeded.
Thinking of his sincere sister, whom he had treated with harsh words.
Thinking of how, because of Ming Zhi Rou's few words, he had wished to kill his own sister.
Thinking...
Was this the reason Ming Zheng left the Ming family?
When she left.
She must have been in despair, right?
Ming Yan Lun's trembling hand slowly raised, covering his face.
Suppressed sobs filled the hospital room, like wails of ghosts.
If Ming Zheng were here now.
If she knew what Ming Yan Lun was thinking.
Her only response would be:
"Save him? For him? Get lost! Crawl away!"
"Thanks for the invitation, but I find even looking at you disgusting."
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Night fell.
Perhaps heaven sensed that something significant was about to happen tonight.
The sky was dim.
Creating an oppressive atmosphere.
The dark sky seemed to connect with the boundless sea.
Ming Zheng, with Mo Qing Chuan's arm linked in hers, slowly stepped onto a luxurious cruise ship.
It was a top-tier cruise ship, at least ten stories high.
Gaudy and magnificent, exuding extravagance.
Ming Zheng felt as if every step she took was on gold!
The air itself smelled of money.
The boarding process was also quite rigorous.
From stepping onto the ship to entering its interior, they underwent not only strict identity verification but also three rounds of checks, leaving no stone unturned.
This demonstrated the meticulousness of the security.
And also showed...
The esteemed status of the owner of this cruise ship tonight.
Upon entering the ship's interior.
Ming Zheng rested her head on Mo Qing Chuan's arm, looked up at his unfamiliar face, and said, "Young Master Zheng, this place is truly beautiful. Can I look around?"
Yes, an unfamiliar face.
Both of them had undergone sophisticated disguises, capable of deceiving the eye.
They had also altered the cruise ship's verification code data.
Thus, they had perfectly passed the ship's security checks.
Mo Qing Chuan's current identity was the eldest son of a high-ranking official from Xia Country.
And Ming Zheng was his female companion.
As Ming Zheng spoke, her alluring voice made people's ears tingle.
It inevitably drew many gazes.
When those people's eyes landed on Ming Zheng, a look of astonishment appeared in their eyes.
Many men licked their lips in desire.
Mo Qing Chuan's disguised face of the high-ranking official's son was merely average, a passable appearance.
As for Ming Zheng, she had disguised herself as a seductive temptress.
She wore a black, sexy fishtail gown, her long black hair styled into large curls.
Her makeup and accessories were perfectly suited to the persona.
Her face was like a blazing fire, uniquely beautiful and alluring.
At first glance, she didn't seem like a proper woman.
Logically, when undertaking a mission at such an event, one would want to be as ordinary and unremarkable as possible for convenience.
But Ming Zheng had her own plans.
As many people around focused their attention on Ming Zheng's face.
Mo Qing Chuan raised his eyes, scanning the people around him one by one, then let out a proud and flamboyant smile.
He gently patted Ming Zheng's shoulder.
"Go ahead, my dear. Tell me if you see anything you like. Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you."
He said this and released Ming Zheng's shoulder.
Ming Zheng smiled alluringly, "Thank you, Young Master Zheng."
Then, like a butterfly, she flitted into the crowd.
Mo Qing Chuan stood with his hands in his pockets, watching Ming Zheng's retreating figure. The people around were still staring blankly, their expressions growing even more smug.
"Young Master Zheng, your companion is truly exquisite. That face, that figure, how could you bear to let her wander around alone? Aren't you afraid she'll be snatched away?" Someone familiar with "Young Master Zheng" approached, speaking with envy.
Mo Qing Chuan arrogantly tilted his head, portraying the arrogant and dissolute demeanor to perfection. "Of course. Has my young master's companion ever been subpar?"
"Beauties, naturally, should be seen by everyone."
"As for being snatched away? She is my woman. Who dares to fight me for a woman?"
Indeed.
Following "Young Master Zheng's" personality.
He couldn't wait to flaunt to the world how beautiful his woman was.
Naturally, he wanted everyone to see "Young Master Zheng's" woman.
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After parting ways with Mo Qing Chuan.
Ming Zheng, holding her skirt, appeared extremely interested in the extremely luxurious and opulent cruise ship.
She looked around.
Her beautiful eyes, outlined with seductive eyeliner, sparkled with the feigned envy and greed of her persona, scanning every inch of the cruise ship.
Within minutes.
She had memorized the layout of the ship's first floor.
Then, she went to the second, third, and fourth floors...
During this time, many other men approached her.
Bearing the label of "Young Master Zheng's" companion, Ming Zheng turned away many of them.
However, Ming Zheng was very high-profile throughout.
Those who could frequent such an occasion naturally had statuses higher than "Young Master Zheng."
There were also...
Those whose families were at odds with "Young Master Zheng's."
When Ming Zheng reached the seventh floor.
She was stopped.
From the seventh floor upwards, only those with special invitations were allowed entry.
Even if "Young Master Zheng" himself came.
He could not proceed further.
Ming Zheng looked disappointed and retreated, her high heels clicking as she prepared to return to "Young Master Zheng."
Behind her, a suggestive laugh rang out.
"Beautiful, want to go to the seventh floor? I can take you in."
Turning around.
It was the son of a high-ranking official who had many conflicts with "Young Master Zheng's" father.
Ming Zheng stepped back, "Young Master Wang, please behave yourself!"
Behaving herself was out of the question.
This retreating and approaching quickly brought her to a blind spot in the surveillance.
Deep within Ming Zheng's lowered eyes, a sharp, cold glint surfaced.
-- The game has begun.