She struck Ning Yuan's face with such force that it turned to the side.
Ning Yuan's vision went black for a moment, and her mouth instantly cracked, bleeding. A burning pain exploded within her.
A buzzing sound filled my ears.
But the next moment, anger erupted.
Ning Yuan suddenly thrust her hips forward, using the momentum to propel herself forward. With lightning speed, she raised her right leg and kicked Cha Meiling hard in the abdomen with all her might!
A muffled thud!
Although her wrists were handcuffed to the bed, her feet were free!
Ning Yuan had trained with Rong Zhaonan and Aheng. This kick was fast and fierce, and its power was far beyond what a pampered young lady like Cha Meiling could withstand!
"Ugh—!" Cha Meiling was caught off guard and was kicked squarely.
She staggered backward, her body hunched over, and fell to the ground with a thud.
The back of his head slammed heavily against the cold, hard floor!
"Thump!" Another dull impact.
A sharp pain came from both my abdomen and the back of my head at the same time.
Cha Meiling was in so much pain that her vision went black, tears streamed down her face, and she curled up on the ground, clutching her stomach and retching uncontrollably.
The commotion was so loud that the door was suddenly pushed open with a "whoosh".
The female secretary rushed in with two tall bodyguards and immediately saw the scene in the room.
Even though she had risked her life alongside the young lady and was very knowledgeable, she couldn't help but show a hint of speechlessness.
He came here to torture people, but ended up getting beaten up by the hostages instead. It's the first time I've ever seen such a "trash".
She glanced at Cha Meiling, who was writhing on the ground in pain, and waved for a bodyguard to come forward and help her up.
Cha Meiling was supported by her bodyguard and managed to stand up with difficulty.
She was utterly humiliated, and said with a mixture of shame and resentment, "Ning Yuan! You wait! I won't let you get away with this! I'll make everyone you care about, one by one... Ah!"
Before she could finish speaking, a cold glint flashed in Ning Yuan's eyes, and she raised her foot to kick him again!
The female secretary was a skilled fighter with extremely quick reflexes. She took a step forward and, with a forceful movement of her arm, deftly pressed down on Ning Yuan's raised leg.
Her voice was as cold as ice: "Seventh Miss, if you don't behave, don't blame us for continuing to give you mental tranquilizers!"
Ning Yuan's legs were restrained, and she could not move.
She looked up coldly at the female secretary: "I want to see my older sister!"
The female secretary remained expressionless, her voice as cold as ice: "When the young lady wishes to see you, she will naturally see you."
Cha Meiling was helped by her bodyguard to sit down on a chair.
The intense pain in her abdomen and lower abdomen had not yet subsided, and she was also experiencing waves of dizziness in the back of her head.
But she smiled as she looked at Ning Yuan, who was handcuffed to the bed: "Heh... what's the use of seeing your older sister? Ning Man'an called me here and let you fall into my hands. Do you think she's a good person?"
The malice in her tone was almost tangible: "She's long ago used you as a pawn, a bargaining chip to trade with me!"
“Ning Yuan, once the bargaining chip loses its value, there is only one outcome—death! You might as well beg me, and maybe I can consider giving you a way out.”
Ning Yuan ignored Cha Meiling's clamor and instead looked at the female secretary with unusual calm: "You all go out, I need to talk to her alone."
The female secretary and the two tall bodyguards were stunned.
What's going on?
The hostage was actually giving orders to her guards?
His tone and his gaze carried an innate, cold aura of authority that sent a chill down their spines.
But when she met Ning Yuan's dark, unwavering eyes, she nodded as if possessed.
Before leaving the room with her bodyguards, the female secretary seemed to snap out of a daze.
She turned her head coldly and warned, "Neither of you are allowed to cause any more trouble! Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite. If the injection isn't controlled properly, it can be addictive!"
The two men's expressions hardened.
With a "bang," the door slammed shut.
In an instant, only Ning Yuan and Cha Meiling remained in the room.
Ning Yuan stared intently at Cha Meiling.
Cha Meiling stared at Ning Yuan warily and with a gloomy expression: "What do you want to say?"
After a long pause, Ning Yuan finally spoke softly, "Cha Meiling, why do you hate me so much?"
Cha Meiling sneered: "You..."
Ning Yuan interrupted her: "Even if I didn't do what you wanted, that's not the reason for the downfall of the Cha family. Ning Bingyu broke up with you not because of my appearance."
"I'm at most a minor contributing factor. You know perfectly well that your sophistry was just a way to convince yourself, so..."
Why do you hate me to this extent?
Cha Meiling's mocking expression froze.
She stared blankly at Ning Yuan for a long time without saying a word, her eyes becoming somewhat vacant.
After a while, she sat up straight and slowly stroked and tidied her curly hair.
She transformed back into the calm, elegant, and shrewd socialite of Hong Kong.
Ning Yuan looked at her silently.
Cha Meiling tidied her slightly messy curly hair, her gaze drifting to the window, her voice soft and almost ethereal—
"I don't know why, but from the first moment I saw you, I felt so... disgusted with you. But, Ning Yuan, have you ever heard of the butterfly effect?"
Ning Yuan frowned slightly and nodded: "I've heard of it!"
Cha Meiling chuckled softly: "A butterfly flapping its wings in South America might, two weeks later, cause a tornado in Texas..."
She turned her head back, her gaze falling on Ning Yuan's face with a complex and unfathomable expression, dark and obscure.
"Perhaps, from the first moment I saw you, I felt that you were like...like that butterfly flapping its wings in the rainforest."
"You will change the fate of many people, especially my fate."
Ning Yuan's heart skipped a beat.
The butterfly effect...
Yes, she is that butterfly flapping its wings.
Her rebirth disrupted the predetermined fates of many people.
Even the biggest variable of this era...
Perhaps, from the moment she appeared, this era embarked on a completely different path from the previous generation.
As the person most directly affected, Cha Meiling felt an insidious threat from the moment she first saw her.
Instinctively, I loathe her and even want her to disappear completely.
Cha Meiling looked at Ning Yuan's silent face and suddenly smiled slightly.
She slowly and deliberately smoothed out non-existent wrinkles on her skirt, her eyes filled with only cold indifference—
"However, none of that matters anymore, because I am now writing my own destiny with my own hands..."
Cha Meiling paused, as if recalling something interesting: "Speaking of which, Ning Yuan, you probably don't know this yet..."
She suddenly unbuttoned the top two buttons of her silk shirt, revealing a touch of warm emerald green hanging between her collarbones.
It was a beautifully carved jade chili pepper.
Ning Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted: "How did the Jade Chili Pepper end up here?!"
She had worn those things close to her body for many years, and of course, it was immediately obvious that she was still wearing that jade chili pepper!
Didn't she already return it to Ning Zhengkun through her mother? How did Cha Meiling get it?!
Cha Meiling fastened her collar again and raised an eyebrow mockingly: "Oh... I have to thank your current husband, our Bing'an. Now all three jade chili peppers are in my hands."
She brought Ning Yuan's ring specifically so that she could see it.
Ning Yuan's face instantly turned icy cold: "..."
Cha Meiling smiled and said—
"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, the reason I invited you here as a 'guest' is not only to use you to control those old fogies in the Ning family..."
"There's an even more important objective... to kill someone who's getting in the way and completely cut off the Ning family's escape route!"
Alarm bells rang in Ning Yuan's mind as she coldly met Cha Meiling's malicious gaze: "Who are you going to kill?!"
Cha Meiling looked at her, her tone carrying a cruel expectation: "Don't worry, you'll find out soon..."
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