At least for Master Zheng Yu's sake.
The Ming family's financing became quite convenient.
Thus, they used the Ming family as collateral for a loan and purchased luxury items needed for the concert.
They hoped that when Ming Zhi Rou was accepted as a disciple by Master Zheng Yu.
They could also capture some attention and seize the opportunity to secure financing for the Ming family.
But the end result was that the Ming family's capital chain was completely broken, and financing was also hopeless.
If they didn't find a way to obtain financing soon...
The Ming Group would be repossessed as collateral.
Then they would truly have nothing left!
For the past few days, the atmosphere in the Ming family had been continuously gloomy.
On one side, Young Master Wang of the Wang family was eyeing them covetously, waiting for them to find trouble with Ming Zheng.
On the other side, they were already overwhelmed by company and financing issues.
Yet, they couldn't think of any solution.
At this moment, Mother Ming and Ming Xiu Jin returned.
Father Ming merely glanced up before lowering his head, continuing to be lost in his own troubles.
During this period.
Mother Ming's temper had become extremely peculiar and sensitive due to her hands becoming disabled.
Father Ming also had no mood to properly appease Mother Ming recently.
The conflict between the two had grown increasingly large.
On the other hand, Ming Ting Xu, seeing Ming Xiu Jin's grave and complex expression, and Mother Ming's ashen face, muttering something under her breath.
Upon entering the villa.
He merely cast a glance at them.
Then sat down indignantly on a nearby sofa.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Ming Ting Xu rubbed his sore temples, stood up, and walked towards Mother Ming. "Didn't you go to see President Zhan? Is President Zhan still unwilling to treat you?"
"Don't mention it!" Mother Ming said furiously. "How could I have given birth to such a selfish daughter!"
She looked up. "If Ming Zheng hadn't been so selfish from the beginning, if she hadn't hidden her identity and used her identities as a Medical Saint and Zheng Yu to help the Ming family, would our Ming family have ended up like this?"
Ming Ting Xu understood as soon as he heard it. "You saw Ming Zheng at President Zhan's place?"
To prevent Mother Ming from adding fuel to the fire and speaking ill of Ming Zheng, Ming Xiu Jin concisely explained everything he saw at the entrance of the Chinese Medicine Association headquarters.
Mother Ming gritted her teeth. "I am her mother, this is her home. Tell me, she clearly has the ability to help me and the Ming family, yet she is so selfish!"
As soon as these words fell.
Father Ming suddenly stood up.
Father Ming's face turned ashen, and his gaze towards Mother Ming carried a hint of blame. "It was you who were listless and insisted on bringing Ming Zheng back, saying she was your biological daughter."
"You brought her back, but you couldn't treat her well! Isn't she your biological daughter? If you had treated her a little better back then, would things have escalated to this point?"
"Medical Saint, Zheng Yu, President of the Chinese Medicine Association!"
"Any one of these identities could have elevated our Ming family to unprecedented heights. If it weren't for you being biased to the extreme, treating a disaster without blood relation as a treasure."
"Do I have to be so worried now?"
"Our Ming family is going bankrupt, it's over, do you understand?!"
Father Ming vented his emotions in frustration.
Mother Ming's eyes immediately turned red, and she stood up abruptly, glaring at Father Ming. "You're yelling at me? You're being fierce to me? You actually yelled at me? You actually were fierce to me?"
Tears slid from the corners of her eyes.
Mother Ming felt as if her heart was being torn apart. "If the Ming family is over, it's over. This isn't my fault alone!"
Crying, she rushed forward and pounded Father Ming's chest, sobbing uncontrollably.
Father Ming was extremely annoyed.
He forcefully pulled her away.
Mother Ming became even angrier.
The two pulled back and forth.
Ming Ting Xu and Ming Xiu Jin quickly pulled them apart.
"Sir, Madam, there is a court notice..."
The only servant left in the villa walked over.
Upon seeing the absurd scene before them.
The servant was stunned for a moment.
She quickly put down the letter in her hand and immediately turned to leave.
A court notice?
Father Ming pushed Mother Ming away, strode over, picked up the letter, and opened it.
As his gaze swept across the contents of the notice.
Father Ming's face immediately turned ashen.
He angrily threw the notice on the ground, his eyes looking at Mother Ming with fierce coldness. "This is the trouble caused by the precious daughter you doted on to an extreme!
"I'm telling you, Ming Zhi Rou has nothing to do with my Ming family! Since you love her so much, you deal with the mess she's made!"
Father Ming's enraged demeanor caused a sense of foreboding to surge through the Ming family.
Ming Ting Xu stepped forward and picked up the notice.
His face instantly turned pale. "The International Music Association, represented by Zheng Yu, is suing Ming Zhi Rou... for plagiarizing Zheng Yu's creations, and even publicly slandering Master Zheng Yu in a live broadcast with over a hundred million views, damaging Master Zheng Yu's reputation..."
"Demanding Ming Zhi Rou to compensate... one hundred million."
When he reached the last three words.
Ming Ting Xu's voice had become somewhat stiff.
As his words fell.
Mother Ming and Ming Xiu Jin's faces also changed.
"One, one hundred million?"
Even when Ming Zheng was still in the Ming family, it would have been very difficult for them to suddenly produce one hundred million.
Let alone now...
The Ming family was on the verge of bankruptcy.
How could they possibly come up with one hundred million in compensation?
Ming Zheng, knowing the Ming family's current situation.
Yet she still sued them.
And demanded such a high amount of compensation?
Wasn't this deliberately trying to watch the Ming family become a joke?
"The Ming family will not pay this one hundred million!" Father Ming's face was gloomy, and even his voice was extremely grim.
"But... but Rou'er is, after all... after all, a person of our Ming family..." Mother Ming also knew that one hundred million was impossible for the current Ming family.
But this was not just Ming Zhi Rou's problem.
Most importantly...
"Rou'er's household registration is still under the Ming family. If... if Rou'er doesn't come forward, it will still be us who are taken to court..."
When they brought Ming Zheng back.
They were reluctant to harm Ming Zhi Rou.
So they delayed publicizing Ming Zheng's identity.
Ming Zhi Rou's household registration was still under the Ming family.
And Ming Zheng had also delayed moving her household registration into the Ming family.
Father Ming became even angrier. "Then let the second child pay! This year, the second child is so popular, he must have saved a lot of money. Who told him to believe Ming Zhi Rou and use the songs given by Ming Zhi Rou, which led to this situation!"
"I'll pay that one hundred million myself."
Suddenly, a voice filled with crying and sobs came from the doorway.
Ming Zhi Rou, dressed in a small white dress and with a pale face, walked in.
She had only been seen a few days ago.
But Ming Zhi Rou looked like she had lost a lot of weight.
Her face, which was almost skeletal, was pale and wan.
Upon seeing Father and Mother Ming, the emotions she had been suppressing finally couldn't be contained, and she began to cry with grievance.
"Rou'er!"
Mother Ming immediately stood up and stepped forward to meet her.