Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

"Are there any other options?" Mingzhu calmed herself down. Although she knew that Meng Zhiling had almost lost her mind, she still boldly asked her question.

"Haha, I think you are mistaken. This is not a multiple-choice question, but a essay question. You can choose to do it or abstain. Of course, abstaining is not as simple as not getting any points. As for the result, think about it carefully." Meng Zhiling smiled and waited patiently for her answer.

Although she knew that Mingzhu might not have anything that could threaten her now, Meng Zhiling was extremely confident that she would do it.

"Why do you have to force her?" Finally, when the surroundings turned into a lush green meadow, Ming Yi appeared beside Mingzhu, as if he appeared in an instant, so abrupt, but the two of them standing together were so damn harmonious.

Even Meng Zhiling had to admit that the two of them were both talented and beautiful, and their harmony and tacit understanding were simply amazing, especially the way they looked at each other, they were an indescribable match.

"You finally show up." Meng Zhiling grinned, like an ignorant girl, her smile so pure and harmless.

But only those present knew that her eyes completely betrayed her smile and her harmless image at the moment.

"If you want me to die, I'll take your orders at any time, but why do you have to make things difficult for Mingzhu?" Ming Yi frowned, looking like he was protecting Mingzhu.

"Am I making things difficult for her? Don't you think I'm giving her a chance? If I don't give her a chance, the consequences will probably be even more serious." Meng Zhiling smiled, thinking that Ming Yi couldn't be more whimsical at this moment.

"If there are any consequences, blame me. It has nothing to do with your mother. What happened over the past decade was planned by me. Everyone else was instructed by me." Ming Yi said lightly. The others he mentioned might include Mingzhu and the two brothers Ming Shunde.

Otherwise, Ming Shunde would not have helped Ming Yi to get rid of Ming Shunqi so quickly, in order to prevent him from giving Ming Yi and himself away.

However, if she really had nothing to do with this matter, the matter would have been dropped. But from the beginning to the end, she was also one of the victims, and she would not stop until she got revenge.

"Haha, do you think I would be so easy to fool? How about this, I will give you another multiple-choice question, and you have to choose carefully this time. If your choice satisfies me, maybe I won't make things difficult for you." Meng Zhiling spoke to Mingzhu this time. Her unfathomable smile made Mingzhu and Mingyi know that what she was going to say next would definitely not be good news.

"What multiple-choice questions?" Mingzhu asked cautiously.

"It's a duel between Ming Yi and me, let's see who you will help." Meng Zhiling raised her chin and smiled sweetly, looking relaxed as if she didn't put herself at the center of the bet.

"you……"

Ming Yi shook his head helplessly, not knowing how to describe her.

"What do you mean by 'I'? Is this multiple-choice question that difficult? One is her own flesh and blood, and the other is her half-brother? Is it difficult?" When Meng Zhiling spoke, she deliberately emphasized the words "half-brother".

While talking, I was observing the expressions of the two people. Sure enough, when they talked about this topic, their faces were covered with dark clouds, and they were about to turn from red to black, and from black to green.

Meng Zhiling found that expression extremely satisfying to watch.

"Okay, I'll compete with you. If I lose, I'll admit defeat, but I don't want Mingzhu to participate." Mingyi still protected Mingzhu, fearing that she would be embarrassed.

"Hahaha, what's wrong? Are you scared? Are you lacking confidence and afraid that she won't choose to help you?" Meng Zhiling laughed wildly for a while, then said arrogantly.

"Zhiling, that's enough. I choose Mingyi. I owe you and your daughter my whole life. If I am destined to owe someone, this time, I still choose to owe you." After Mingzhu finished speaking, she took Mingyi's hand. The two looked at each other. In Meng Zhiling's eyes, the sense of happiness was so dazzling.

"Okay, you are cruel, you are all cruel, so don't blame me." Meng Zhiling narrowed her eyes slightly, and just as she gathered her strength in her palms, she was overwhelmed by anger, and a mouthful of blood spilled on the green lawn. Then, she felt dizzy and fainted powerlessly.

Just before she fainted, her cold eyes were still fixed on the two people holding hands. She admired Mingzhu's selfishness and sighed for Meng Zhiling's past. In the end, she still couldn't bring it all to a perfect end. She could only watch the two of them "live in shame and collude with each other." This was the most suitable word she could think of to describe them.

"Meng Meng, wake up, Meng Meng..." Meng Zhiling only heard Qiao Surong's anxious voice, so she opened her eyes hazily, and it was already bright outside the window.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly. Fortunately, she returned to this room alive. She successfully curled up in Qiao Surong's arms and hugged his strong waist tightly. This sense of security was something that no one had ever given her except him, and no one could compare to it.

Qiao Surong looked at her sweating all over, her pajamas soaked with sweat, and patted her back with heartache. This silent hug was better than any comfort.

"Okay, go change your clothes." Finally, feeling that her whole body was gradually turning cold, Qiao Surong finally let go and urged her to get up.

"Did you have a nightmare? It took me so long to wake you up, and you were sweating all over." Meng Zhiling changed her clothes and took a shower. Qiao Surong gently wiped the water droplets on her hair and asked worriedly.

He had never seen Meng Zhiling like this before. In the dream, she cried so sadly, like a child abandoned by her parents, so insecure, so nervous and scared, with sweat and tears intertwined, and she was immersed in the dream, and no matter how he called her, she couldn't wake up. This scared him to death.

Meng Zhiling pursed her lips and nodded slightly, "I saw my mother, and she selfishly abandoned me again." Meng Zhiling nodded, reluctant to give up the little bit of maternal love she felt in Mingzhu, and even more angry that Meng Zhiling had such a ruthless mother. But on second thought, perhaps people like her who never know who their parents are, and who know nothing about the other bad things they have done except that they abandoned them, may be luckier.

"Okay, those are all dreams. One day, you will be reunited, and she will never leave you again." Qiao Surong rubbed her soft hair and comforted her softly.

Meng Zhiling smiled coldly, "Haha, there will be no future."

Qiao Surong shook his head in pain. He understood what she meant. Perhaps, it was not just a simple dream at all. As long as she made a decision not to hurt herself, he would give her whatever feelings Meng Meng had from then on. All her emotions were taken care of by him alone.

"Okay, okay, if you continue like this, I will really feel bad. No matter what, I will always be by your side. Cheer up. Look, isn't the sun particularly bright and gorgeous today?" Qiao Surong kept comforting her and felt bad for her.

Meng Zhiling raised her head and said, "My eyes are not as bright as yours!" Then she stood on tiptoe and gave Qiao Surong a kiss on the cheek.

After drying her hair, she went downstairs to eat. After dinner, Meng Zhiling looked at the envelope on the coffee table and immediately turned her head, "Su Rong, has anyone come here these days?" There was a big red envelope on the coffee table. Although she didn't recognize the handwriting, she was sure that it was written by a girl.

"See you at the ruins outside East City at 8 o'clock tomorrow night." He opened the envelope and found a piece of white paper inside with these words written neatly on it. The signature was the 16th, and today was the 17th, which meant, tonight?

"Oh, the courier came, and I saw it was a letter for you. I thought it was a credit card bill or something, so I didn't open it." Qiao Surong cleaned up the dishes and replied with a smile, looking like a perfect wife and mother.

"What is this?" At this time, Qiao Surong walked closer and took a look, his brows furrowed. It seemed that their days would be very tense in the future. Before they even arrived in the United States, someone took the initiative to come and provoke them.

"I don't know who it is either." Meng Zhiling shook her head, having no idea. Anyone who dared to provoke her like this, especially a woman, was already dead. So who was this woman?

"Could it be?"

"Could it be?"

The two of them fell into deep thought for a moment, then spoke in unison in a questioning tone and smiled at each other. Unexpectedly, before they knew it, their thinking patterns had reached a tacit understanding.

"Are you planning to go?" Qiao Surong was still a little worried. After all, she knew nothing about the other party's strength or identity. If she rashly accepted the invitation, she was afraid that the other party would set a trap for her.

"Go, why not? I finally found her whereabouts, and I don't want to miss this good opportunity in vain. I will see her first, and then go to see the phantom. I'm afraid the truth of this matter will be revealed." Meng Zhiling smiled mysteriously, with a little expectation and excitement in her heart.

But when she tried to mobilize her body's strength, she found that she was completely unable to concentrate her strength, and she became anxious.

Seeing her expression suddenly change, Qiao Surong seemed to sense something bad was happening, "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry for not telling you the truth just now. I didn't actually have a nightmare last night. Someone invaded my dream, and I was seriously injured in the dream. It's lucky that I woke up. It's all thanks to you who kept calling me, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable." Meng Zhiling pouted, and finally told Qiao Surong the truth about Ming Yi, Ming Zhu and everything. He would be worried if she told him, and he would be worried too if she didn't tell him. It's better to let the people who love her know about her affairs.

That way, the whole world wouldn't be so frightened like a headless fly.

"Silly girl, why are you saying sorry to me? It's all my fault. I didn't think of this and didn't protect you well, so you got hurt. I'll accompany you tonight." Qiao Surong gently hugged her in his arms. Since she was willing to accept the invitation, then as her husband, he would fulfill his responsibility to protect her, even if it meant going through fire and water, and sharing life and death and hardship with her.