Ming Zheng was resolute, hardening her heart to reject Chi Xian.
Chi Xian had no choice but to accept.
Before leaving, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a card, placing it on the coffee table.
Ming Zheng, slumped on the sofa, lifted an eyelid and raised an eyebrow, "What? Trying to keep me?"
What was the meaning of giving her money?
"Won it from the car race," Chi Xian's ink-colored eyes rippled with a faint dark hue.
In his eyes, Ming Zheng's raised eyebrow, the enchanting allure it outlined at the corner of her eye, seemed to have hooked onto his heart.
Car race?
Ming Zheng thought for a moment and understood, "So it was you who placed the one hundred million bet!"
One hundred million!
Without knowing her driving skills, he had directly bet one hundred million on her.
He was truly generous.
What if she had lost?
Wouldn't that one hundred million have gone down the drain?
"It was me." Chi Xian's long fingers pressed against the card and moved it towards Ming Zheng, "This is the money you won back."
Ming Zheng waved her hand, "This is yours, you won it. You don't need to give it to me."
He had used his own money to place the bet.
If he won, it was all his money.
Chi Xian's fingers, however, held the card and slipped it into Ming Zheng's hand.
He curved his crimson lips slightly, his low, magnetic voice, noble and resplendent, like murmuring water and soft rain, flowing across Ming Zheng's eardrums.
"Then, consider it my dowry."
Ming Zheng didn't know if it was the words that shocked her.
Or if she was numbed by his low, magnetic voice.
Her entire being froze in that instant.
Having given the "dowry," Chi Xian, feeling content, left with lingering glances.
As his long legs stepped out of the door,
He suddenly turned around, leaning against the door, "I'll pick you up tonight, want to have dinner together?"
Ming Zheng: "..."
What the hell is a dowry!
She tightened her grip on the card and abruptly looked up, wanting to throw this "dowry" back.
But as she looked up, she met the man's ink-black eyes, filled with anticipation.
She: "...We'll talk about it tonight."
Her strained voice was both charming and soft, like a thread being pulled.
Chi Xian's heart softened, almost melting.
He wished he could step back into the girl's space and embrace her.
But in the end, he merely said in his low, magnetic voice, "See you tonight."
Then he closed the door and left.
He didn't linger for any further entanglement.
Inside, silence once again descended.
The man's faint, smoky, woody scent of sandalwood gradually faded in the air.
Ming Zheng tossed the man's "dowry" onto the coffee table.
She slumped back onto the sofa.
For some reason, the man's incredibly captivating voice kept echoing in her ears.
Was the troublemaker's influence so great?
Indeed, he was a big trouble!
It was all the fault of that "dowry"!
And the troublemaker had described the "dowry" so alluringly!
It was truly unforgettable.
Ming Zheng buried her face into the cushion.
This handsome face was causing far too serious consequences.
No!
She needed to find something to do!
Ming Zheng rolled up from the sofa and retrieved the cushion.
She changed direction, her slippers padding softly as she walked towards the computer room.
She would go to the Mo space and chat with her fifth senior brother, see how the Mo Sect had developed in the year she was away.
Before her feet even crossed the threshold into the computer room,
She heard a commotion and noise from within the residential complex.
Faintly, she could hear familiar curses mixed in.
Ming Zheng's movements paused, her dark eyes narrowing slightly.
Just as she was about to move to the window to see what was happening outside,
Her phone rang.
She glanced at the number, a vague guess forming in her mind.
As expected, after she answered the call, a flustered voice came from the other end, "Miss Ming, I apologize, this is the property management of 'Biyun Xian Ju.' There's been some situation here. A couple claiming to be your parents, along with ten bodyguards, have barged in. They've injured three of our security guards. We couldn't stop them, and they've already entered. Please be careful, and absolutely do not open the door!"
Ming Zheng's expression gradually turned cold.
Her guess was correct after all.
The familiar angry shouts she had just heard were none other than her father's voice.
"Miss Ming? Are you still there? Are you alright? Do you need me to call the police for you?" The property manager, not hearing a response from Ming Zheng for a while, spoke with concern, "Please don't panic. I've already arranged for more security to be dispatched. We will definitely stop those people for you."
"It's fine, no need. They are indeed my biological... parents." Ming Zheng's eyes were clear and cold, as she slowly raised her gaze, her ears twitching slightly.
She could already hear the noisy footsteps, getting closer and closer.
The property manager sounded surprised.
It seemed he hadn't expected that the aggressive individuals were actually her parents?
"Biyun Xian Ju" was located in the heart of Xiadu, an excellent location. Those who lived here were all wealthy and influential.
The entire complex had only ten apartments.
Each one was worth tens of millions.
This was the first time such an incident had occurred.
As soon as Ming Zheng hung up the property manager's call, she heard the noisy footsteps stop in front of her door.
Immediately, there was a violent banging on the door.
Ming Father's furious voice came from outside the door, "Ming Zheng, get out here!"
"Open the door! I know you're inside! If you don't open it, I'll tear down your door!"
"Your wings have hardened, haven't they? Do you really think you can do whatever you want now that you've left the Ming family?"
Each word, spat out through gritted teeth, filled with intense hatred, reached Ming Zheng's ears.
Ming Zheng raised her hand and touched her heart.
It seemed...
It didn't hurt anymore.
After disappointment, after discarding all attachments, any action or word from the Ming family could no longer stir even a ripple in her heart.
This was good.
She no longer had to be trapped in the Ming family's cage.
She walked towards the door.
Just as she was about to open it,
A gentle voice, like a spring breeze, sounded from outside the door, "Dad, stop yelling. If she doesn't want to open the door, no amount of scolding will make her."
That voice, though clear and pleasant.
Though it should have been incredibly soothing.
To Ming Zheng's ears, it was like poison.
The coldness in her eyes gradually deepened.
Her hand, reaching for the door, froze slightly.
That voice...
It was the voice of the Ming family's sixth young master, Ming Chu Yan.
That is, the true pride of the Ming family, the academic prodigy with astonishing talent, Ming Chu Yan.
Among the six sons of the Ming family, he was the most gentle and refined in appearance, like a noble prince.
However, he was also the most vicious person in the Ming family.
With his gentle, jade-like exterior, he had coaxed Ming Zheng into complete submission.
Watching her believe she could finally gain her elder brothers' recognition, acting like a desperate sycophant, fawning over him madly,
He had then taken Ming Zhi Rou's hand and, with his refined, jade-like tone, mocked her humility and baseness.
He, with his gentle, false facade.
He deliberately gave people hope.
And then, when people were full of hope, he would smile gently... and push them off a cliff.
This was the Ming family's sixth young master, Ming Chu Yan.