A bright smile played on her lips, outlining a gentle yet confident curve, as if a little secret within her was quietly blossoming, sharing an unknown joy with the world.
"Second brother, you're only just realizing it?"
His rising tone carried a hint of sarcasm.
Ming Zhan was enraged, like a lion that had been provoked, radiating an uncontrollable aura of violence. His eyes seemed to burn with raging fire, his pupils constricted, and his gaze revealed an indescribable fury.
He took two deep breaths and slapped Mingmei across the face.
Time seemed to stand still, and an indescribable tension and unease filled the air.
Mingzhan cursed angrily, "Mingmei, you're a real piece of trash."
A bright red handprint suddenly appeared on her bright cheek. The collision between her palm and cheek brought a sudden, sharp pain that spread rapidly across her face like flames.
A flicker of confusion crossed her bright eyes, which quickly coalesced into two balls of anger and resentment. Her eyes widened, and she gritted her teeth, "Mingzhan, you actually hit me."
Mingzhan's chest heaved violently. "Mingmei, I've tolerated how you bullied Wan'er in the past. I never expected that you would collude with outsiders to bully her."
Mingmei's cheek burned with pain from the slap. She sniffed and covered it tightly with one hand. "Mingzhan, you will pay for this slap."
Ming Zhan's face was dark and terrifying, his temples throbbed, and veins bulged on his forehead. "After dealing with Shen Yilin, I'll deal with you properly."
Mingmei glared at him hatefully, her teeth grinding together, "You probably don't have the ability to deal with Shen Yilin."
Ming Zhan's face was tense, and his eyes flashed with anger.
Mingmei bit her cheek, her eyes filled with resentment.
The streetlights on both sides grew dimmer and dimmer.
The car drove through the endless night, like a lone boat navigating a deep, dark sea. The surroundings were tightly enveloped by the thick darkness, with only the headlights, like two sharp swords, piercing the shadows and illuminating the blurry path a few meters ahead.
Buzz—
Mingzhan's phone vibrated rapidly.
He picked it up, took two deep breaths, and turned his head to look out the window.
"dad."
"Ah Zhan, where are you?"
The caller was Mingyu.
His tone was hurried, his voice hoarse, and it seemed to tremble slightly.
Ming Zhan suppressed his emotions and said in a low voice, "I'm outside."
The answer is vague and unclear.
Mingyu raised his voice, "Where exactly are you?"
Mingzhan's chest heaved slightly, and he asked him, "Dad, is something wrong?"
Mingyu asked in a hoarse voice, "You're with Mingmei?"
Ming Zhan's heart sank. "Yes."
Mingyu's tone was authoritative and brooked no argument: "You all come back here right now."
Mingzhan stared at the boundless night outside, his pupils contracting, his eyes flashing with a chilling light. "Dad, we can't come back now. What's wrong? Tell me."
Mingyu flew into a rage, “Even if it’s a matter of life and death, you all have to come back to me immediately.”
The temperature inside the car suddenly rose. The air pressure became unusually low, as if the dark, overcast sky foreshadowed an impending storm.
Ming Zhan's voice was low and hoarse. It was as if he was squeezing out a few words from between his teeth, each word like a heavy hammer blow.
"Dad, I need to go save Wan'er."
The other party fell silent instantly.
A sense of oppression and tension permeated the air, and even the surrounding air seemed to freeze.
Mingmei, standing to the side, revealed a blatant, ruthless smile.
She slowly let go, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, and gulped down two mouthfuls.
Mingzhan waited a few seconds, and seeing that Mingyu remained silent, he took a deep breath and said, "Dad..."
"Ah Zhan, you're too reckless."
Mingyu's hoarse voice trembled slightly.
Mingzhan was taken aback, his thick brows furrowing deeply. "Father, what do you mean? Could it be that Wan'er...?"
Mingyu said, "It seems that Mingmei, that traitor, can't be kept around."
Mingzhan's pupils contracted, and he suddenly turned around to stare at Mingmei.
Mingyu added, "Wanwan and Rongzhi went to the Nanshan Villa. Yet Mingmei sent you to rescue her. Her intentions are despicable."
Ming Zhan's brain buzzed, and his face instantly turned ashen.
In an instant, he understood everything.
Mingmei deliberately tricked him into leaving, and then informed Sangyuwan...
Ming Zhan's eyes widened suddenly, his pupils flashing with uncontrollable rage, like two burning flames that seemed to engulf everything around him. His lips were pressed into a straight line, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, betraying the turbulent emotions within him.
"Dad, I'll be right back."
He hung up the phone hastily, and the next second he grabbed Mingmei by the neck. His knuckles turned white from the force, and veins bulged, as if he were ready to turn his anger into a rope and strangle Mingmei at any moment.
"How dare you lie to me?"
Mingmei felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on her chest; each heartbeat became heavy and slow, accompanied by waves of indescribable pain and oppression. This oppression gradually spread throughout her body, her limbs began to weaken, her fingertips trembled slightly, and an unprecedented fear and despair quietly began to grow.
"Second brother...you go first..."
Ming Zhan's chest heaved violently, each breath sounding like a roar from the depths of his lungs, causing his entire body to tremble.
“Mingmei, Dad is right, the Ming family really can’t keep you here.”
Enraged, he was like a raging lion, radiating a dangerous aura that made people afraid to look him in the eye or approach him. At that moment, reason seemed to be consumed by the flames of anger.
He really wanted to strangle Mingmei.
Mingmei's face flushed red, her vision began to blur, and the sounds around her became distant and indistinct, as if the whole world was shrouded in a thick fog.
"Second...brother..."
Ming Zhan's fingertips pierced her flesh, and the veins on the back of his hand were about to burst.
*Sizzle*
The driver in the front seat suddenly slammed on the brakes.
The two people behind her swayed violently and then fell heavily forward. Ming Zhan suddenly released his grip on Ming Mei's neck, and Ming Mei instinctively covered her neck, gasping for breath.
Mingzhan's forehead slammed heavily against the front seat, making a dull thud.
He turned around and sat down, cursing angrily at the driver.
How do you drive?
The person in the front driver's seat adjusted the rearview mirror, then unbuckled their seatbelt and took off their hat.
"Young Master Ming, you are the first person to have me, Shen Yilin, as their driver."
The eerie voice reached Ming Zhan's ears like a thunderclap.
He looked ahead in disbelief.
A sinister and terrifying face suddenly appeared in the rearview mirror.
"Shen Yilin?" Ming Zhan's lips parted slightly, but he forgot how to close them. His breathing became rapid and shallow, and his chest heaved.
His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his palms.
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