Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

When I got home, I was surprised to find it so deserted. No one was waiting for me at home, and I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

I turned on the TV and happened to see the financial news. On TV, Qiao Surong's handsome face shone brighter than any TV or movie star, especially the faint smile at the corner of his mouth, which could charm thousands of girls in front of the TV.

On TV, the host was saying that Qiao's company was going to enter the real estate and film and television industries. Meng Zhiling paid special attention to it. It seemed that Qiao Surong was going to make a big move this time.

Wait, Meng Zhiling seemed to remember something, and suddenly realized something, as if she remembered correctly, Meng Yu's boyfriend's family was in the real estate business, maybe this time, Meng Yu was not willing to treat her at all.

"Haha, what a snobbish family!" Meng Zhiling thought with disdain, and then she heard the sound of the door opening.

As soon as Qiao Surong opened the door, he saw a dark shadow rushing towards him. The next second, a soft and fragrant beauty fell into his arms, and the smile on the corner of her mouth spread all the way to her eyes.

"You always waited for me before, how does it feel for me to wait for you this time?" Meng Zhiling raised her head, blinked mischievously, and asked.

"Very cool!" Qiao Surong looked at her little face with a wicked smile. The more he loved her, the more confused he became about why he loved her in the first place.

"Hmph, is the word 'really good' enough to describe it?" Meng Zhiling pursed her lips, immediately stepped out of his embrace, and glared at him angrily.

"When a man is in the most comfortable state, how else can we describe it except the word 'refreshing'? I think the word 'refreshing' is really very profound. Do you want to listen to my detailed analysis for you?" Qiao Surong took Meng Zhiling's little hand and talked nonsense seriously.

"Get out, we have nothing in common!" Meng Zhiling said, then let go and continued watching her TV on the sofa.

As he watched, he nudged the man next to him and said, "Hey!"

"Speaking!"

Qiao Surong also pretended to be weird, knowing that she was still throwing a tantrum, so he just stood quietly by her side without saying anything, just silently accompanying her.

"Don't go on TV anymore. Look how handsome you are on camera. When I think about so many people across the country coveting your beauty in front of their TVs, I get so angry that I want to hack into all the computers and smash all the TVs!" Meng Zhiling pouted and glared at Qiao Surong fiercely, looking extremely cute.

The puffy little face makes people want to pinch it.

In fact, Qiao Surong did the same.

"What are you doing?" Meng Zhiling screamed and suddenly opened Qiao Surong's big hand.

"I think you're cute and want to get closer to you." Qiao Surong explained with a smile.

"Go away. I have no fate with the word cute. Just praise me for being beautiful, elegant and well-rounded." Meng Zhiling was not used to being called cute, because she did not realize that in this life, not only her appearance had changed, but her temperament had also changed a lot. The only thing that did not change was her principle in life.

So she thought she was still the cold and arrogant killer as before, but she didn't know that now she was just Qiao Surong's girlfriend, which was a simple identity. Naturally, she was in the most relaxed state.

"Okay, let me see how much substance you have." Qiao Surong stretched out his dragon claw hand towards Meng Zhiling's chest, launching a sudden attack, scaring Meng Zhiling so much that she quickly dodged.

"Sir, Miss, please have your meal!" While the two were playing around, Butler Qiao showed up very tactlessly, interrupting their fun.

"Su Rong, have you ever investigated my past?" After dinner, the two of them were reading in the study. This was Meng Zhiling's favorite state, just like an old couple, without quarrels, but with the infinite tranquility of time.

But tonight I couldn't read at all. It's been half an hour since I came in, and I'm still on the first page of the book I just opened.

"Ah? What did you say?" Qiao Surong was busy checking the company email. Today's meeting was a little imperfect, so he had to reorganize his thoughts.

"I asked you, have you ever investigated my past?" Meng Zhiling asked calmly, without any feelings or emotions.

Qiao Surong suddenly raised his head and looked at Meng Zhiling innocently, deliberately putting down the work in his hands. "No, are you kidding me? How could I possibly investigate you? You're so silly and cute."

Qiao Surong rubbed Meng Zhiling's head lovingly, with an expression that said, "You're overthinking it."

"Oh? Really? Do you dare to swear to God that you are not lying now?" Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows, feeling that his words at this moment were not credible at all. He acted too calm, which only increased his suspicion.

"I swear to God, I really didn't lie." Qiao Surong also followed suit and immediately imitated the little girl's way of swearing and said seriously.

"Swear, if you lie, you will lose me." Meng Zhiling pulled his hand down, looked at him provocatively, and said lightly.

If he dared to make such a vow, then she would believe him.

But, as expected, Qiao Surong immediately admitted his mistake and knelt in front of Meng Zhiling with his head drooping. "I'm sorry, Meng Meng, I was wrong. I was obsessed. I couldn't figure it out and investigated you. But at that time, we weren't lovers, we weren't neighbors. I know, I know, that's not an excuse. I investigated you, that's the truth. You can hit me or scold me as you like."

As he said this, he pulled Meng Zhiling's little hand and hit him on the chest without showing any mercy.

"Hey, get up. I tell you, being shameless won't work in my place." Meng Zhiling finally pulled the dishonest Qiao Surong up with all her might. She looked at the "childish" man in front of her angrily, looking speechless.

"Meng Meng, aren't you angry?" Even though he had already sat up, Shi Qiao Surong still looked cautious, afraid that she would get angry. He was originally a handsome guy, but was forced to become a little "sleazy" by Meng Zhiling.

"Should I be angry?" Meng Zhiling looked at him coldly, as if she didn't want to pay attention to him.

"I thought you would be angry, but it seems that I was judging you by my own standards. I'm sorry again!" Qiao Surong lowered his head, quickly realized his mistake and admitted it. His attitude was so good that he could be called a "friend of women."

Meng Zhiling was helpless and just rolled her eyes at him. "When did you become so smooth-talking?"

"Ever since I met you, I don't think that's just glib talk. All of this is me expressing my inner thoughts involuntarily." Qiao Surong continued disgustingly, causing Meng Zhiling's desire to scold him to escalate into wanting to hit him.

"So what did you find out?" Meng Zhiling interrupted the topic and asked directly about the business.

"It really doesn't matter if you tell me?" Qiao Surong cautiously probed again. A woman's heart is as deep as the sea, and he didn't dare to exclude Meng Zhiling alone.

"It doesn't matter. Since I'm asking you, just tell the truth." Meng Zhiling said impatiently. If Qiao Surong continued like this, she probably wouldn't mind having a good fight with him. It would be a good opportunity to improve herself anyway.

"Then I told you." Qiao Surong's eyes were very alert, and he kept observing the micro-expressions on Meng Zhiling's face.

"Ah, tell me quickly, it's really okay." Meng Zhiling grabbed her hair and said almost madly. Her pajamas were messed up by her, making people feel like they couldn't wait to ravage her.

Qiao Surong swallowed, and finally spoke slowly to divert attention.

"Meng Meng, I did ask someone to investigate you, because you are completely different from the previous Meng Zhiling, and you said you had lost your memory, so I investigated. But the strange thing is, nothing was found out. All we could find out was your public information and things that everyone knows. We don't even know which orphanage the Meng family took you back from, or where your biological mother and father are from. It's as if all this information has disappeared into thin air. There is not a single clue at all." Qiao Surong pouted, feeling embarrassed in front of Meng Zhiling for the first time.

It was embarrassing enough to admit that he had investigated her, but in the end he found nothing. It really hurt Mr. Qiao's reputation.

"Is it really so?" Meng Zhiling frowned and muttered to herself after hearing this, as if she was lost in thought.

"What do you mean? What did you know?" Qiao Surong looked at Meng Zhiling a little nervously. There was always a subconscious feeling in his mind telling him not to let her know her true identity.

Although he didn't know much about her true identity, he could still guess about it based on some scattered clues.

"It's not that there are no clues and we can't find out, but someone is deliberately covering up something for fear of being found out." Meng Zhiling frowned and said lightly. As for who this person was who was hindering others' investigation, she couldn't figure it out at all.

"Okay, just don't forget about the past. As long as you and I are still by each other's side in the future, isn't it more romantic than anything else?" Qiao Surong looked at her lost look, immediately and gently took her into his arms, comforting her gently.

Meng Zhiling also responded with a gentle smile. What Qiao Surong said made sense. Let the past take its course. She believed that the truth would come to light one day.

She was afraid that Meng Zhiling really sacrificed herself and her adoptive parents in the end, only to help others and fall into their trap.

"Meng Yu just called and asked me to go to her house for dinner tomorrow night. Do you think I should go or not?" Meng Zhiling nestled in Qiao Surong's arms and asked for his opinion in a soft voice.

"Do you still need to ask me this? You must have already agreed to it, so we have set a time and place." Qiao Surong looked at her helplessly, knowing that she was not asking for opinions at all, but conveying the situation!

"Hehe, how do you know me so well?" Meng Zhiling smiled mischievously, feeling warm in her heart.

"Do you need me to go with you?" Qiao Surong smiled faintly and finally asked the key question. In fact, what he wanted to ask was, when you go back to see your so-called family, do you want to take me with you?