Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

Chapter 170 Mingzhu's persistence

"You heard it all, are you still determined to do that?" After making sure Meng Zhiling had left, Ming Yi didn't know whether Mingzhu was asleep or whether she had heard their conversation, but he still asked.

As expected, Mingzhu was not asleep at all. She just turned her back to him, clasped her hands together in pain, and her hot tears rolled down and dripped onto the pillow, soaking a large area of ​​it.

In the end, she could only cover her mouth and try not to make any sound, so that Ming Yi wouldn't notice that she was crying, and wouldn't let him know that she was awake. Only by pretending that she knew nothing could she make up her mind to leave.

If she softens her heart, she will ruin their lives. She doesn't dare to pay for her reluctance, nor can she afford it, so she has to escape.

Had to leave.

Go to a place where no one can find you anymore, and live a miserable life!

"Old Shen, what results have you found? Can Mingzhu be saved?" Late at night, the laboratory also welcomed a "guest". The elderly Ming Shunde did not sleep, but came to the laboratory to find his old partner to inquire about his daughter's condition.

Shen Bin shook his head slightly, his expression looking very serious.

"Shunde, isn't it time for you to let go of the past? Even at this point, aren't you willing to tell Mingzhu the truth?" Shen Bin put one hand on Ming Shunde's shoulder, and finally walked around his back and sat down on another chair.

"What should I say? Will I still be in a dilemma if I tell it? I can't abandon such a big family for her alone. Let's wait a little longer. One day, she will know the truth." Ming Shunde looked at Shen Bin. For the first time in his life, he felt that life was so helpless.

"It's up to you then. You already know Mingzhu's situation. My abilities are limited, and I'm not very knowledgeable about the poison. I can only temporarily control it, but once it strikes, it will become more and more serious until her heart is completely devoured by the poison and her mind is completely controlled by it. By then, no one dares to imagine what kind of tragedy will happen."

Shen Bin frowned. Although he had come across such a case many years ago, the patient at that time was truly sick and not poisoned by some kind of insect poison. It was just that the symptoms of the disease were very similar.

"Lao Ming, who is your granddaughter's background? How could she offend a big shot like the Gu King? And now the Gu King has passed away mysteriously. Who is behind this and has such great power to manipulate all this?" Shen Bin is a man of the "jianghu", so naturally, he is more concerned about these things.

"Are you talking about Miss Meng? I don't know who she is. I've looked her up, and I only know that she's the behind-the-scenes boss of MQ Group, and the predecessor of MQ is the industry under the name of the Wu family. Then she's also Qiao Surong's fiancée. As for the rest, I really don't know. Don't look at her young age. In front of her, I can't understand her at all. No one can gain any benefit by talking to her." Ming Shunde gave a fair evaluation, and he thought he didn't use any rhetoric or exaggeration.

After hearing his evaluation, Shen Bin smiled slightly, and his frown finally relaxed a little. "It seems that you think highly of her and admire her very much. Could it be that the person you have been waiting for has finally appeared? I think she meets all your requirements. What do you think? Are you planning to take advantage of her?"

Shen Bin smiled mysteriously. The tacit understanding between old friends was such that the other party would immediately understand with just a few words and a glance.

"Haha, nothing escapes your eyes. Indeed, I do have such plans. I originally thought Ming Yi was the most suitable candidate, but he is not interested in these things. In addition, after what happened decades ago, it is impossible for him to get involved in those things again. Now it seems that there is no one more suitable than Meng Yatou."

"But will she agree? She is not someone who is easy to control like your nephew." Shen Bin was worried about him. Even if all the conditions were really suitable, it would be useless if the other party did not agree.

"Don't worry, I will." Ming Shunde also looked worried at first, still worried about Meng Zhiling's wishes, but in the end he seemed to have thought of something and smiled confidently. She would definitely agree.

"I really don't know where you, an old fox, get your confidence from. But based on your shrewdness, I guess that little fox will have to learn a little from you, otherwise it really can't outsmart you." Shen Bin also laughed and teased his old friend.

The sky in the east was slightly bright, slowly dispelling the darkness in the world. Summer mornings were especially early in the morning. Meng Zhiling felt as if she had not gone to bed yet, so she squatted by the door and took a nap, and it was already dawn.

After washing up and changing into clean clothes, I went to the kitchen to get some millet porridge and planned to bring it to Mingzhu's room. She hadn't eaten for a few days, so she should feel a little hungry today.

"Mom, are you awake? I'm coming in." Walking to the door, the door was open. Seeing that Ming Yi was not there, Meng Zhiling called sweetly.

But when she entered the bedroom, the bed was empty, the quilt was neatly folded, and the bed had long lost its warmth. On the neatly folded quilt lay a piece of white paper, with a long and flowing handwriting visible on it.

"Mom, mom, where are you? Are you in the bathroom?" Meng Zhiling calmly put down the porridge in her hand. She automatically ignored the white paper full of penmanship and deliberately did not think about the hypothetical question Ming Yi asked her a few hours ago.

But when she searched the room for several times but still couldn't find Mingzhu, she slowly accepted the fact that Mingzhu had left.

Meng Zhiling curled her lips into a self-deprecating smile, "Haha, you once again chose to escape and abandon your daughter."

Although he was self-deprecating, there wasn't much resentment in it.

Gently pick up the folded paper on the quilt.

"Zhiling, I'm sorry. Mom is gone. Don't look for me. I will hide in a place where none of you can find me. I understand my own condition, and you understand it as well as I do. I don't want to wait until I am completely devoured and then appear in front of you without recognizing you. I don't want to hurt my loved ones because of this. I'm sorry. I don't expect you to forgive my selfishness, but I still want to say sorry again. I hope you will have a happy life in the future. Just like you said, let's pretend that we have never reunited, as if we didn't know each other at all. Goodbye, my daughter!"

Mingzhu did not leave behind too many words, nor did she leave behind too much attachment. She only said sorry and expressed her expectations for her daughter's future.

"Ah..." With Meng Zhiling's roar, the paper in her hand was shattered and scattered all over the floor.

"What's wrong? What happened?" The first people to rush to the room after hearing the noise were naturally Ming Shunde and his wife, because they lived in the same building with her mother and daughter. Wang Yumei asked nervously, looking at the scraps of paper on the floor with a confused look on her face.

Meng Zhiling shook off her "caring" hand and looked at Ming Shunde coldly, "Mingzhu is gone, are you satisfied?"

"Zhiling, sir doesn't know what happened either, so don't blame him." Wang Yumei said in a low voice, wanting to pull Meng Zhiling who was walking towards Ming Shunde, but was finally shocked by Meng Zhiling's cold temperament and withdrew her hand.

"Can you please get out of here? I don't want to see you or talk to you." Meng Zhiling turned her head and yelled at Wang Yumei.

That angry look, that willful look, is just like a child? When you are in a bad mood, you are most annoyed by adults you don’t like.

"Girl, if you continue to be so arrogant, don't blame me for being rude." Ming Shunde looked at his wife's aggrieved expression, sighed in his heart, and finally spoke sternly to Meng Zhiling.

"Haha, you are so arrogant. I want to see how rude you are going to be today." Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows and did not take Ming Shunde and Wang Yumei seriously at all. If she had not considered Mingzhu's safety in the Ming family, she would have taken action long ago.

"Yumei, you go out first." Finally, after the two looked at each other for a full minute, Ming Shunde spoke first.

Wang Yumei frowned and hesitated, but finally she obediently left Mingzhu's room and gently closed the door.

"Come with me to a place and I'll tell you something." Ming Shunde turned around and asked the housekeeper to drive without caring whether Meng Zhiling followed him or not.

In the end, no matter what her reasons were, Meng Zhiling still followed. Subconsciously, she might have felt that this matter had a great connection with her parents or grandmother.

Along the way, the two of them were silent, and the car was dead silent, which made the butler who was driving feel a depressing pressure. Finally, after the car had been driving steadily for half an hour, it stopped at the foot of a cemetery.

"Let's go." Ming Shunde said lightly as he looked at Meng Zhiling who was in a daze after getting off the car.

Meng Zhiling raised her head and looked at the mountain. As expected, she was right. This should be the burial place of Mingzhu's mother.

No one counted the time or remembered the position. Meng Zhiling just mechanically followed Ming Shunde's footsteps and climbed up step by step.

Suddenly, Ming Shunde stopped and said, "This is where your grandmother is buried. As Mingzhu's daughter and her only descendant, please bow to her."

Ming Shunde's tone of voice was not as harsh as usual, but full of humanity, and one could feel his attachment and longing.

Meng Zhiling looked at the words engraved on the tombstone again, 'Tomb of Ming Shunde's beloved wife Xu Yuan', Meng Zhiling sneered in her heart again.

"She's dead, who are you doing this for? Can carving a few words symbolizing her identity on the tombstone prove that you once loved her with your life? That you cared for her?" Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows. She didn't admire love so much, nor did she sing praises for those noble loves. She just felt that since it was a family, then one should shoulder the responsibility of a family and family members.

If you can't afford it, then sorry, why not start a family? Why have children?