Ming Zhi Rou pretended not to see Ming Huai Zhi.
Anyway, the butler and servants would definitely help him inside and take care of him when they saw him lying on the ground later.
Just as Ming Zhi Rou was pulling the curtains, preparing to go back to bed.
She saw a tall, slender figure walk to Ming Huai Zhi's side and help him up.
That was...
Ming Zheng?
Ming Zhi Rou's expression immediately turned grim.
This Ming Zheng, having only returned to the Ming family three months ago, was already currying favor all over the place.
How could she possibly give Ming Zheng the chance to interact with her other brothers?
How could she let Ming Zheng snatch away the family that belonged to her?
Thus, Ming Zhi Rou gave up on sleeping and quickly went downstairs. kanδん
Upon seeing Ming Zheng carrying Ming Huai Zhi to the bed, she was already taking care of him beside him.
The most crucial thing was...
Ming Huai Zhi had thrown up!
Ming Zheng didn't seem to mind at all, cleaned up Ming Huai Zhi's vomit, and then cleaned up Ming Huai Zhi himself.
Then she brought him tea and water, serving him in every way.
She immediately abandoned the idea of going forward to drive Ming Zheng away and taking care of Ming Huai Zhi herself.
She didn't want to take care of this disgusting person!
At most, she would drive Ming Zheng away before Ming Huai Zhi woke up.
Ming Zhi Rou turned and went upstairs.
As she passed Ming Zheng's room.
Ming Zheng's door was not closed.
She glanced inside.
Ming Zheng's room was arranged by her specifically, filled with things she didn't want or like, deliberately piled up in Ming Zheng's area.
But Ming Zheng had organized the room very cleanly and simply.
As if by some strange impulse, Ming Zhi Rou walked into Ming Zheng's room.
And on the desk, among the pile of miscellaneous books, she saw the manuscript mixed in with the books.
These books were not in Xia Guo characters but in books from other countries.
Ming Zhi Rou did not believe that someone from the countryside could understand such books.
She must have deliberately brought them back to show off.
Therefore, that manuscript must have been casually brought back from wherever she borrowed the books.
Or it was simply placed between the books by the original owner of these books.
In short.
Ming Zhi Rou did not believe that these books belonged to Ming Zheng.
Naturally, she also did not believe that the manuscript in the book belonged to Ming Zheng.
Because upon a single glance at the musical arrangement and lyrics on that manuscript, her eyes had welled up, and her heart had surged with emotion.
She had indeed studied music for over ten years.
She was also proficient in many instruments.
So when she saw the arrangement and lyrics on the manuscript.
She knew...
This song would definitely be a hit! It would be popular! It would explode!
If it could truly be made.
This would absolutely become a classic masterpiece!
Ming Zhi Rou decisively took the manuscript.
She even went back to her room and spent a long time searching online for the musical score and lyrics of this song.
Confirming that it was indeed an unpublished original.
She then copied it according to the manuscript, and the original manuscript... was directly burned.
She even specifically marked the signature and date on the manuscript.
After finishing, Ming Zhi Rou slept again.
At seven in the morning.
She secretly went downstairs.
Seeing that Ming Zheng had gone to the kitchen, she quickly slipped into Ming Huai Zhi's room, sat by his bedside, and held his hand.
When Ming Zheng returned.
She deliberately said that she would take care of their second brother from now on.
When their second brother woke up.
As expected, Ming Huai Zhi believed that she had taken care of him all night, and he was filled with guilt and pity for her.
Afterward, she presented the manuscript she had copied to Ming Huai Zhi.
Initially, she didn't want to put her name on it. The reason was... she was worried that if her name was attached, and she was exposed for plagiarism, wouldn't she be the one criticized?
It was better to give this song directly to Ming Huai Zhi.
If it became popular, and no one stepped forward.
She could find an opportunity later for Ming Huai Zhi to return the copyright to her, right?
Therefore, when Ming Huai Zhi starred in a famous director's movie with this song, and it became a hit across the country, no one still came forward to claim their rights.
She had already started to stir, wanting to reclaim this fame and fortune.
Unexpectedly...
She had only just gotten it back for less than two weeks.
She had only enjoyed the benefits of this song for less than two weeks.
And it was pointed out...
This song belonged to someone else!
It belonged to the international top legend, the god of music, the master of Zither, Zheng Yu!
Was this a joke?
This was simply absurd!
In any case, she absolutely did not believe that Ming Zheng was the master Zheng Yu.
Ming Zheng was not worthy!
Ming Zhi Rou's emotions were once again ignited. She was on the verge of collapse, suddenly letting out a heart-wrenching roar at Ming Zheng: "I know! You two are involved, aren't you? Chairman Fu, are you Ming Zheng's damn lover?"
"You conspired together, deliberately wanting to trick me, deliberately cooperating with Ming Zheng to impersonate the master Zheng Yu, right?"
"Chairman Fu, I didn't expect that you, the president of the Music Association, would deceive the public in such a way for a woman! Aren't you afraid I'll report you and get you expelled from the Music Association?"
"Ming Zheng, you damned bitch, you've always been best at seducing men! You two have an illicit affair! You have an affair! You damn bitch impersonating the master Zheng Yu, I will teach you a good lesson on behalf of the master Zheng Yu—" kanδん
As Ming Zhi Rou roared frantically.
And somehow, she found the strength.
She even jumped up from the ground.
And lunged towards Ming Zheng.
"Slap—"
A loud, crisp slap echoed.
Ming Zhi Rou's face was fiercely slapped and swollen.
Ming Zhi Rou cried out in pain, her face contorted, tears streaming down her face.
Ming Zheng, without hesitation, raised her foot again.
With a "bang," she kicked Ming Zhi Rou, sending her sprawling onto the ground.
She raised her foot and stepped on Ming Zhi Rou's head.
Grinding Ming Zhi Rou's face on the stage.
Ming Zhi Rou cried out in pain repeatedly.
But the words that came out of her mouth were still sharp and indignant, filled with curses: "Are you flustered by being exposed? Can't pretend anymore?"
In front of so many people.
In front of the cameras.
That damn Ming Zheng dared to lay hands on her?
She would definitely make Ming Zheng pay the price for this!
Ming Zhi Rou's face was contorted, and she continued to curse hoarsely: "You're just a country bumpkin, a bastard born without a mother and taught by no one, how could you possibly know music?!"
"If the master Zheng Yu knew you were impersonating her, and that some ignorant country bastard was impersonating her, do you know the consequences?"
As Ming Zheng stepped on her face and ground it.
Ming Zhi Rou's roars became somewhat indistinct.
Her saliva also splashed out, coating much of the dust, sticking to her lips.
Making her look utterly pathetic.
"Ming Zheng, let go of Rou'er!"
Mother Ming, seeing Ming Zhi Rou lying under her feet, her face contorted in pain, quickly tried to ram Ming Zheng with her body.
Her face was filled with indignant hatred: "How can you be so wicked! At this occasion, colluding with Chairman Fu to destroy Rou'er!"