Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

"What? Say it again!" One morning, Meng Zhiling received a call from Meng Yu while she was half asleep. Unexpectedly, the content conveyed by the other end of the phone woke her up suddenly. She could not believe what she had just heard and thought she was still dreaming.

"My mother committed suicide."

Meng Yu sobbed softly, but finally gritted her teeth and finished speaking.

"How is my aunt now?" Meng Zhiling couldn't hate her aunt. Although she was the murderer of the Meng family, it was not certain that she was the culprit. If she was really the one who controlled it, then what about her implanted memory? Maybe it was just because she had no feelings for Meng Zhiling's previous adoptive parents and had no memory of them at all. But with Mingzhu, perhaps because of the blood relationship, she always felt different.

"He is currently receiving emergency treatment in the hospital, but whether he can be saved is still a question. Can you come over here?" It can be heard that Meng Yu is very sad and anxious.

"Okay, which hospital? I'll be there right away." Meng Zhiling didn't know why she was so nervous. Perhaps if she wanted to get her true memory back, she had to rely on her aunt. She really didn't want anything to happen to her.

After returning from the cemetery that time, she had been worried about something like this happening, but it had been so long, almost two weeks, and she didn't expect that today, the thing she had been worried about finally happened.

"What's wrong? Why are you so anxious?" Meng Zhiling hung up the phone and got up. Qiao Surong saw her hurriedly brushing her teeth and washing her face with clean water and preparing to go out, so he asked.

"Something happened to my aunt. I have to go to the hospital." Meng Zhiling said as she put on her coat.

"Wait a moment, I'll accompany you." Qiao Surong turned around to get the key, but Meng Zhiling had already gone downstairs, and only her voice could be heard from downstairs.

"No need, I can go by myself. I'll come to your company to find you later." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a door slamming. Qiao Surong had no choice but to put down the key and shook his head helplessly. After washing up, he decided to go to the company honestly. Meng Zhiling was not diligent in the company, so he must be diligent, otherwise what would he use to give her a decent wedding?

"Meng Yu, how is my aunt?" Meng Zhiling asked nervously before entering the operating room door.

Of course, I also noticed that Meng Yu, Luo Yunsong and Meng De were all nervously guarding the door of the operating room. The tense atmosphere even infected everyone who passed by here.

As soon as Meng Yu heard Meng Zhiling's voice, he immediately turned around, took two steps at a time, and walked in front of Meng Zhiling in one breath. His vicious eyes were filled with anger and resentment.

When she walked in front of Meng Zhiling, she raised her hand without saying a word, and Meng Zhiling knew what she was going to do.

Meng Zhiling reacted very quickly and grabbed Meng Yuyang's hand in mid-air with one hand. They were of similar height, so from a simple look, it was hard to tell who was bullying whom.

"Meng Yu, are you sick? What does this mean?" Meng Zhiling is no longer the timid Meng Zhiling. How could she tolerate such a thing happening now? How could she tolerate someone leaving a slap mark on her face?

"Meng Yu, what are you doing? Zhiling, I'm sorry, your sister is too nervous." At this time, Luo Yunsong also rushed over, snatched Meng Yu's hand from Meng Zhiling, and hurriedly apologized to Meng Zhiling on her behalf.

"You don't have to apologize, you didn't do anything wrong." Meng Zhiling said coldly, without even glancing at Meng Yu, she walked straight past her to the door of the operating room.

Because while we were talking, the lights in the emergency room had gone out, and it looked like the door would be opened in the next second.

"Doctor, what's wrong?" As the door opened, everyone surrounded the doctor. Mengdra grabbed the doctor's arm and asked anxiously.

"The patient has taken too many sleeping pills, and her stomach has been completely emptied. However, due to untimely rescue, whether she can wake up or not depends on her own willpower. During the rescue process, although the patient was unconscious, she subconsciously refused rescue. This shows that the patient's desire to survive is not strong. Transfer her to the ICU first and observe for two days." The doctor took off his mask, shook his head tiredly, and said very patiently.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault. Tell me, what did you say to my mother? Why would my mother do such a crazy thing?" When Meng Yu heard this, tears suddenly rolled down her face. She rushed to Meng Zhiling, grabbed her clothes, and questioned her like a shrew.

"This is a hospital. Please, don't bark like a mad dog here, okay?" Meng Zhiling gently took her hand away, straightened her collar that was wrinkled by her, and then said lightly.

In fact, I was still quite worried about my aunt. After all, the purpose of her coming here was to let her live, not die.

Perhaps she harbored a certain amount of revenge in her heart. After all, she had intended to kill their family, didn't she? Regardless of whether she was the real murderer or not, she was wrong, and mistakes should be punished. The best punishment wouldn't be to let her die, but to reunite with her adoptive father. That would be a kind of fulfillment, and Meng Zhiling never liked to do good things for others. The best punishment for her was to let her continue to live, and continue to live with the guilt she felt towards the Meng family.

"What did you say? You said I was a mad dog? So you are proud now, right? You are satisfied now, and your wish has come true now, right?" Meng Yu didn't care what the occasion was. She had to seek justice and an explanation for her mother.

"What are you talking about?" Meng Zhiling frowned, realizing that she had really run into a mad dog today. It seemed that ignoring her would have no effect at all.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Are you still pretending to be stupid? How long do you want to keep pretending? Ever since you guys came over for dinner that day, and then after she went out with you the next day and came back, my mother's temperament has changed drastically. She has become very silent. It's been almost half a month, and she hasn't said a word to me or my dad. Tell me, what's going on?" Meng Yu glared at Meng Zhiling. If Luo Yunsong hadn't stepped forward to hold her, she would probably run up and pull again.

"How should I know what's wrong with her? Please don't blame others without knowing anything, okay?" Meng Zhiling rolled her eyes. She was not afraid of anyone questioning her. She had no responsibility for restraining herself in this matter. Whether her aunt wanted to commit suicide or how she wanted to commit suicide was none of her business.

"Not because of what that is?"

"That's enough. You all go back. I'll be here alone to take care of your mother. Yunsong, take Meng Yu back." Meng Yu wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Meng De.

Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows and looked at Meng De meaningfully. Perhaps he should know why, otherwise he would not have remained silent since she arrived. That was not like his character, not to mention that now he was trying to stop his daughter from slandering him.

Meng Zhiling shook her head and walked ahead of Meng Yu and the others. She had come to visit out of good intentions, but she was bitten back. Even if it was true that her aunt had developed those thoughts after that day, what was it to her? It wasn't her who threatened or instigated them.

"Meng Zhiling, stop right there..." Sure enough, as soon as they left the hospital, the mad dog Meng Yu still had no intention of letting her go, and an arrogant voice came from behind.

"Okay, Meng Yu, don't keep holding on to Zhiling until the cause of the matter is clear. Maybe all of this is just a coincidence." Meng Yu was interrupted by Luo Yunsong's words before he could finish yelling.

Meng Zhiling raised the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly. She didn't even turn around and didn't even bother to pay attention to her.

"Zhiling, Zhiling, when did you start calling me so affectionately? Luo Yunsong, am I your wife or who else is your wife? Just call me by my full name. I am your wife, okay? Why do you always speak in favor of outsiders?" Meng Yu was unhappy about this. Her own husband didn't even stand on the same front with her, so how could she deal with the "enemy"?

"You still know that you are my wife?" Luo Yunsong was also a little angry. He shook off Meng Yu's hand and strode forward. When he passed by Meng Zhiling, he whispered sorry and got into the car.

Then he probably gave instructions to the driver, who started the car directly, leaving Meng Yu alone in the back watching the scene in astonishment.

He no longer had the energy to find fault with Meng Zhiling. He was so angry that he stopped a taxi on the side of the road and followed Luo Yunsong's car.

Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows, got in the car and went to Qiao Surong's company. She wanted to take advantage of the time now to spend more time with him, otherwise she would be leaving soon and would be left with too many regrets.

"Why did you come here so soon? Have you had breakfast?" The first time Qiao Surong saw Meng Zhiling, he knew that her trip to the hospital must not have been pleasant, and he was sure that she had not had breakfast yet, so he asked this question.

"My aunt attempted suicide. She was rescued, but she hasn't woken up yet. She was transferred to the ICU. I couldn't see her there if I went there, so I came here." Meng Zhiling answered his question lazily, sat down on the sofa, feeling a little depressed.

She carefully observed his office. This was the headquarters of Qiao Group. It was her first time here. Although she had known the address before, she had never been there.

The layout is very simple, with just a desk and a sofa. There looks to be a single room inside, probably with a bedroom attached. Just like him, it is generous and simple, yet exudes high-end and luxury.

"Tell me, what happened?" Seeing her depressed look, Qiao Surong immediately put down the work in his hands, sat on the sofa, hugged Meng Zhiling to sit on his lap, and asked gently.

"Nothing. Just now at the hospital, Meng Yu blamed me without any reason, saying it was because of me that my aunt committed suicide." Meng Zhiling pursed her lips, but she finally spoke out, having initially thought it unnecessary to tell him about such a trivial matter. "No, you wouldn't be depressed about this little thing for so long. What else is going on?" Qiao Surong frowned, looking at her evasive eyes, determined not to give up until he got the answer.