How could this be?
But the truth had happened right before Ming Chu Yan’s eyes.
Ming Chu Yan’s gaze towards Ming Zheng became increasingly scrutinizing and probing.
It seemed he had never truly faced his own sister before.
Looking at her now.
He found her extraordinarily strange… and dangerous!
He had a premonition—
Ming Zheng's departure from the Ming family was absolutely not due to climbing a high branch.
Ming Zheng slowly raised her eyes, her dark, deep pupils like a bottomless pool.
A bone-chilling coldness seemed to freeze the surrounding air.
A powerful and imposing aura surged and spread from Ming Zheng.
Even Ming Chu Yan was stunned by that aura.
“This is a lesson for carelessly disturbing others’ belongings,” Ming Zheng’s voice was as cool and clear as water. “Apologize.”
“You dare to ask me to apologize?” Mother Ming’s eyes widened in disbelief. “To you?”
She was Ming Zheng’s mother.
Was there a mother who apologized to her own daughter?
Ming Zheng’s eyebrows were faint. She calmly and indifferently raised the throw pillow in her hand: “Not to me, but to them.”
Mother Ming’s pupils dilated further, a ludicrous expression appearing on her pale face: “Ming Zheng, are you crazy?”
She wouldn’t apologize to Ming Zheng.
How could she apologize to a broken throw pillow?
Was Ming Zheng humiliating her?
“You can choose not to apologize,” Ming Zheng said indifferently. “Then your hand will remain crippled.”
“Ming Zheng!”
Mother Ming’s dignified and elegant eyebrows could no longer hold back. Her eyes were red with anger.
Father Ming felt heartache. He held his wife closer, his cold, stern, and menacing eyes fixed on Ming Zheng.
He gritted his teeth and roared, enunciating each word: “Sixth, seize her!”
Ming Chu Yan was the Ming family’s pride and glory.
Unlike Ming Zhi Rou, who relied on Ming Zheng to stand up, he was a complete genius scholar with real substance.
Those bodyguards couldn’t handle Ming Zheng.
Could Ming Chu Yan, a super genius who had already guided Qi into his body, not subdue a Ming Zheng?
However, Ming Chu Yan did not move.
His gentle and jade-like face was tense, his gaze fixed on a certain spot on the sofa.
A glittering object occasionally flashed in his eyes.
It was… a cufflink.
A cufflink inlaid with diamonds.
The dazzling light was precisely the radiance of the diamonds.
What shocked Ming Chu Yan the most was…
On that small cufflink, there was a clear engraving.
A “C,” and a complex totem.
That was… the symbol of the head of the Chi family!
The head of the Chi family… Chi Xian.
Ming Chu Yan suddenly remembered Ming Zhi Rou tearfully mentioning that when they went to the Imperial Capital Academy to collect the admission notice, it wasn’t just the head of the Imperial Capital Academy who backed Ming Zheng.
There was also… the head of the Chi family, who also stood up for Ming Zheng.
He had even publicly humiliated Rou’er for Ming Zheng.
At the time, he had only thought that the head of the Imperial Capital Academy might have taken a liking to Ming Zheng’s face and was pursuing her.
And the head of the Chi family had a good relationship with the head of the Imperial Capital Academy.
So, the head of the Chi family had helped her out of respect for the head of the Imperial Capital Academy.
But looking at it now…
It seemed that it was not as he had guessed.
The cufflink of the head of the Chi family was found in Ming Zheng’s residence.
What else could this mean?
He finally understood why Ming Zheng had left the Ming family and why she had undergone such a drastic change.
Because…
The man behind Ming Zheng.
He wasn’t from any of the four great families, nor was he the head of the Imperial Capital Academy.
He was from the Chi family… a mysterious and ancient hidden family that the entire Xia Kingdom looked up to!
“Sixth?” Seeing that Ming Chu Yan was slow to act, Father Ming’s expression turned even more ashen. He roared again.
Ming Chu Yan withdrew his gaze, suppressing the shock in his heart.
He turned back and looked at his father and mother: “Mom, you… apologize.”
The words of his sixth son caused Father and Mother Ming to snap their heads towards Ming Chu Yan.
Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
Had they misheard?
Their proud son was asking them to apologize to Ming Zheng… and that broken throw pillow?
“Sixth, do you know what you’re saying?”
Father Ming’s face darkened. His sinister eyes looked at Ming Chu Yan, as if trying to discern what was in his heart: “Mom was harmed like this, and Zhi Rou was taken away by Young Master Song because of her. And you’re asking Mom to apologize to her?”
Ming Chu Yan held back the agitated Father Ming. A trace of solemnity appeared on his gentle and jade-like face.
He pursed his lips and looked at Mother Ming’s two hanging hands: “Mom’s hand… I’m not confident.”
“You might not be confident, but that doesn’t mean the doctor isn’t,” Father Ming scooped up Mother Ming. “Apologizing is absolutely out of the question!”
He didn’t understand.
Why was his proud sixth son, who had already been rated as an S-class martial artist, unwilling to make a move against Ming Zheng, and even siding with her?
“You guys.”
Suddenly, Ming Zheng’s cool voice sounded.
Her chillingly cold, dark pupils looked at them indifferently: “Get out, or the next one to have a crippled hand or leg will be one of you.”
“You dare!” Father Ming’s tone was filled with overwhelming rage.
Ming Zheng directly stepped forward and walked towards Father Ming.
The slender and tall girl, though wearing slippers, walked step by step towards him.
But Father Ming felt…
She was stepping on his heart.
Beat by beat…
Like a giant hammer, it struck heavily on his heart.
She was like a noble queen, slowly ascending her throne.
Her expressionless, beautiful face, her cold eyes, were arrogant, evil, and extremely presumptuous.
She stopped right in front of Father Ming.
As soon as she raised her hand.
Almost instinctively, Father Ming, carrying Mother Ming, retreated a large step backward.
His steps were almost stumbling.
He directly retreated out of the open door.
Due to extreme panic.
He even accidentally bumped into the small mountain of bodyguards that had been piled up.
He almost became one with the small mountain along with Mother Ming.
That was a fear stemming from the depths of his heart.
Fear of Ming Zheng.
It made him breathless.
It made his brain unable to control his body’s movements.
Ming Zheng’s dark eyes shifted to Ming Chu Yan.
She looked at him coldly, without speaking.
Ming Chu Yan had already stepped forward, and as if understanding, “rolled” out of the open door.
The moment he stepped out of the room.
Ming Zheng’s thin, cold voice sounded again: “The teacup broken by Madam Ming is worth five million.”
“What broken teacup? Five million?” Mother Ming, nestled in Father Ming’s arms, immediately stretched her neck out and exclaimed, “You heartless jinx, I’m your birth mother, and you’re trying to extort money from your mother?”
Ming Zheng’s eyes were calm: “Then I’ll see you in court.”
Father Ming’s face darkened.
In the end, it was Ming Chu Yan who stopped them. He swept his gaze across the mess on the ground.
He deepened his gaze: “I will compensate.”
With a “bang.”
The moment Ming Chu Yan’s words fell, the door moved by itself and slammed shut heavily.
Isolating the Ming family一行 from the outside.
As arrogant and presumptuous as they were when they arrived.
They were just as crestfallen and embarrassed when they left.