Chapter 200 The cruel truth
Chapter 200 The cruel truth
Meng Zhiling didn't rush to talk, but just sorted out what she had said since she entered the door. She found that many of them were definitely facts and made sense, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt as if she had been fooled or fallen into a big pit.
She frowned, then finally relaxed her brows, smiled faintly, and played with the ring on her ring finger. She felt that with the extra ring on her hand, her entire hand felt heavier.
"Ming Shunde, tell me, you told me so much today. Is your main purpose to tell me that the culprit who directly killed my father is actually Ming Shunqi? Ming Shunqi should die immediately and should be doomed, right?" Meng Zhiling looked at Ming Shunde's back sharply.
Even though Ming Shunde had his back to her, he could still feel the pair of burning eyes behind him staring at him fiercely.
So, he didn't turn around.
"So, that's why I think so highly of you. You inherited all the good qualities of your father and your mother. You are daring and strong-willed, but at the same time, you are thoughtful and considerate. It's impossible for anyone to gain even the slightest benefit from you. No one can take advantage of you unless you are willing." Ming Shunde did not answer her question directly, but praised her indirectly. In fact, it was also an affirmative answer to her question.
Meng Zhiling sneered in her heart and silently argued that her personality should have nothing to do with this. After all, now only this body is related to Mingzhu and the others, and the soul, thoughts and personality are no longer the original ones.
"So, you want me to get rid of Ming Shunqi quickly, right? Are you so sure that now that I know you are using me, I will still do what you want?" Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows. It was not that she did not want to kill Ming Shunqi, but she wanted to use him to lure out the real commander behind the scenes. Or, perhaps, to use Ming Shunqi's character. She knew that a small figure like Ming Shunqi could only act as a pawn for others. As for real murder and arson, he could not accomplish it alone. Even if he was given ten brains, he simply did not have such planning ability or such a meticulous mind.
"I'm not overconfident, nor do I want you to do anything right away. I really want to tell you the truth today. As for what you do, that's your problem. But I still say that, don't be impulsive. Mingzhu has left, and Mingyi, apart from cruelly abandoning you back then, he hasn't made too many mistakes, so it's still up to you to decide." Ming Shunde wanted to say something else, but in the end, he swallowed it back and said helplessly, "It's up to you."
"If there is nothing else, I will go to rest first. Also, this incident can be regarded as a warning to your people in the Ming family. Tell them not to mess with me and the people I care about." Meng Zhiling said coldly, and walked out of the study, not caring about Ming Shunde's mood at the moment.
Meng Zhiling returned to her room, but did not go into her own room first. Instead, she went to the bedroom where Mingzhu had lived before. She looked left and right, turning the tidy room into a mess. Finally, she stood up straight, took a breath, and looked at the messy room blankly, not knowing what she was looking for.
Perhaps, she just wanted to find a little bit of evidence to prove that she was not such a cruel person, and to prove that what Ming Yi said before was true.
However, she couldn't find it at all. She felt dizzy and her mind was blank. A series of things happened as if she had been in a chaotic world. The personal attacks were like an illusory dream. She was such a smart and insightful person, but there were times when she couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams.
Meng Zhiling fell to the ground, feeling that she had to speed up the pace of many of her things. She didn't dare to wait until next time when she would have such a good chance to "resurrect". Now, she was like what Qiao Surong said, with a time bomb buried in her body. She didn't know when she would die of the poison. By that time, her deadline might have come but she had already satisfied her hatred, and she wouldn't even have time to deal with her series of emotional issues.
"Knock knock knock..." There was a knock on the door, and Meng Zhiling finally opened her eyes. Looking at the gorgeous lights on the ceiling, she still felt dazed.
"Miss, are you in there? I made some midnight snacks. I know you have the habit of eating midnight snacks at night, so I specially made some porridge and some snacks for you." Mrs. Lin's voice sounded outside the door.
I guess Mrs. Lin made this guess because she saw that the lights in this room were on, but the lights in her bedroom were off.
"I'm in there. Put the midnight snacks on my table. I'll be right there." Meng Zhiling stood up and looked at the mess in the room. She sneered and laughed at herself, laughing at herself for always craving for those luxuries.
Ever since she had Qiao Surong's company, she found herself becoming more and more greedy, with higher and higher demands on life. She greedily wanted everyone around her to pamper her and treat her well. She greedily wanted parents who doted on her completely and treated her like a little princess who would never grow up. She greedily wanted to build a happy big family and have children and grandchildren around her decades later.
But unfortunately, she felt that all of this was too far away, too far away!
"Mrs. Lin, please go and clean up that room later or tomorrow. I just saw some cockroaches or some small insects, so in order to catch them, I made the room too messy." Meng Zhiling and Mrs. Lin walked to their rooms one after another. When Mrs. Lin put down the midnight snack and was about to leave, Meng Zhiling still felt it necessary to explain her strange behavior, even if it was a lie that had no technical content at all.
After having supper, Meng Zhiling lay on the bed in a daze, unable to fall asleep. Although her thoughts were in a mess, her head was exceptionally clear.
He got up, changed into a tight-fitting outfit, and went out in the dark.
"Don't move. If you move again, I'll kill you." Ming Yi was half asleep when he suddenly realized there was another person in the room. He was alarmed and frightened, and was about to launch a preemptive attack, but a cold knife was pressed against his neck. The voice of the person who spoke was even colder, as if wherever she passed, there was ice and snow everywhere.
He hadn't even sat up completely yet. Half-lying like this with nothing supporting his body from behind, Ming Yi felt that his abdominal muscles were about to become stiff.
"Girl, what's the matter with you coming here at this time?" Ming Yi had already identified the person who was coming, so now he was not afraid or panicked, but only calm and guilty.
In his impression, although Meng Zhiling's attitude towards him had not been very good since the first time they met, she had never been so hostile or so cold.
"Can't you come and visit Mr. Ming Sanye if you have nothing to do?" Meng Zhiling continued coldly, without any courtesy or politeness of a visit mixed in.
"Yes, but I've never seen you visit like this." Ming Yi was not panicked. He pushed her hand away, then sat up straight and let her continue to hold the knife on his neck.
"Then I'm telling you, I'm here today to take your head. To avenge the man who died in a car accident twenty years ago? To avenge the girl whose father died unexpectedly in a car accident more than ten years ago and who was abandoned by her mother and uncle!" Meng Zhiling said angrily, and the strength in her hands increased a bit. Ming Yi felt that his neck might have been broken, and there should be traces of blood seeping out of the blade of her knife.
At this moment, Ming Yi was obviously nervous, but only he knew that he was not worried about his own life, but was worried that Meng Zhiling knew the truth about some things.
"You know everything?" Ming Yi said helplessly, and indirectly acknowledged the truth of everything Meng Zhiling had just said.
"Yes, I know everything. Is it a surprise? I should have thought of it before you did those things. It's all your fault. You were too soft-hearted back then and didn't kill him together with Qi." Meng Zhiling gritted her teeth and applied more force on her hands. Just as she was speaking angrily and really had the intention to kill, the door was suddenly broken open by a huge force, and the lights in the room suddenly came on.
"Third Master, are you okay?" Ming Er rushed in first, but looking at the current situation, he didn't dare to act rashly. He could only show concern with words. Then Ming Yi also ran in. One of them blocked the window and the other stood at the door, cutting off Meng Zhiling's escape route.
"I'm fine. Our girl is sparring with me. But this time, it seems I lost." Ming Yi smiled faintly, made a gesture to let everyone rest assured, and then with a smile on his face, he told the funniest joke of this century.
"Don't talk nonsense to me. Are you going to attack me together or one by one? But today, I must take his life." Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows. She did not accept Ming Yi's joking way of helping her out at all. She took the initiative to explain her intentions. Since they wanted to fight, then they would have a good fight. She just wanted to vent her emotions, otherwise so many things would pile up in her heart and it would easily ferment.
"Miss Meng, Third Master, what happened to you? Weren't you all fine a few days ago?" Ming Er looked at the current situation worriedly. They all knew how much Third Master Ming doted on Meng Zhiling and how much he cared about her. Now, without his order, the two brothers would never dare to take action.
But if they didn't take action, looking at the Third Master's expression, it seemed that he had no intention of resisting at all. If he was really killed by Miss Meng, they would not be able to do such a thing. So they were caught in a dilemma. The two brothers could only look at each other, and could not reach a conclusion for a long time.
"Miss Meng, please don't get excited. I think there must be some misunderstanding. Is your hand okay? The Third Master has been looking for an antidote to the snake venom these past two days. He only took a nap for two hours tonight. A few days ago, he was so obsessed with it that he even flew a plane across half the globe just to help you find an antidote." At this time, the mature and steady Ming Yi spoke calmly, trying to play the emotional card to warm and influence the excited Meng Zhiling.
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