Chapter Ten: Ruthless

  Monuo thought for a moment, looked at her and said: "From now on, she is your mother."

  You Yin heard this and smiled with a pleased expression, but before she could fully savor the moment, Meng Zhen suddenly said: "I only have one mother, who is now lying in the hospital as a vegetable."

  "No! Look..."

  "From now on, your mother is this woman in front of you, whether you obey or disobey."

  "Oh?" Meng Zhen took a step forward, approaching the woman in front of him, lowering his voice, but making people's hearts skip a beat: "You say you have what qualifications to be my mother? The position is not yet stable, and you're thinking of taking over, don't think that by driving my mother to death, you can sit comfortably in this position, and I won't agree?" After finishing speaking, he suddenly pinched her neck, kicked her stomach with one foot, and kicked her several meters away. A shrill cry sounded, and she suddenly flowed out a large amount of blood from under her body, her face pale and terrifying: "Child, my child... No... no... my child."

  Meng Nuo was completely caught off guard by her sudden outburst, his eyes wide with shock and his heart aching even more. His son was really gone? He raised his hand to slap her, but Meng Zhenyan quickly grabbed it, his face expressionless: "That woman's child is gone, you only have me as your daughter now, are you sure you want to hit?"

  "Damn it, damn it!" Monno shook his hand, so angry that he was about to cough up his lungs, and somehow pulled out a gun, pointing it at her head.

  Meng Zhan's face was nonchalant, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips. He walked up to the woman and kicked her again, looking down at her coldly: "Isn't this child also yours?" As he gazed at the bright red blood flowing from her body, his eyes revealed a murderous intent: "You're really asking for death, is this position something you should be doing? Today's kicks are just a warning to you. If you have the guts to get pregnant, I'll kill one every time you do. Let's see whose speed is faster - yours in giving birth or mine in killing." His eyes were icy cold.

  "Madman... madman..." Yu Yin was frightened into a faint.

  "Damn it!"

  "What are you? I'm a monster." Meng Zhen turned around, gun pointed at him, step by step approaching, "You say I'm so cruel and poisonous, is it inherited from you?"

  Meng Nuo's face turned pale, and he slumped back in his chair. He couldn't bring himself to shoot her; she was his only flesh and blood. His fists clenched tightly as he realized that his own daughter had driven him to this point - she was even more ruthless than he had thought.

  Meng Zhan stood in front of the window, his whole body exuding a sense of desolation and bleakness. He turned around and stared at him: "Father, why do you have to be so obsessed with your son? Can't your daughter work? Just because I'm a daughter and not a son, did you force my mom into a mental hospital? Ignoring my life and death, letting me spend five years in prison? Was the love you showed me before also fake? Did my mom do anything wrong? What was her mistake?" As he spoke, his voice choked with sobs, his lips pale: "In my opinion, her biggest mistake was falling in love with you. She spent her whole life for you, but what did she get in the end?"

  Monuo's words were lost, his lips trembled again and again, he didn't know either, his eyes narrowed, he just hated being deceived the most.

  "These five years, in prison I was worse than dead. You say, as a father, how do you know that your own daughter can still live well after being locked up? My imprisonment is my own fault, but what did my mother do wrong? She only deceived you because she loved you so much. At most, you could have had another son with another woman outside, why did you have to be so heartless towards her? Did you have to drive her to death before you were satisfied?" Pausing here, continuing: "Now it's as you wished, she jumped off a building and failed to die, becoming a vegetable, no different from being dead. You're satisfied now! Don't worry, I'll take her back to China and we'll never see each other again."

  "Your woman drove my mother to death, and I've already settled the score for her. As for you, if you dare to have another child, I'll dare to kill one too. This lifetime, you're destined to only have this cruel daughter of mine. If I die, your lineage will be extinct too." She turned around and left after saying that.

  Meng Nu stood looking at her, his lips trembling, but he didn't speak. In his heart, that woman was asking for trouble. She knew very well that the thing he hated most in this life was being deceived by others. Whoever dared to deceive him would have to pay the price. However, this daughter of his did have a few similarities with him. Although she wasn't a son, there was a glint in her eyes that made it impossible for people to discern her emotions.

  Meng Zhan spoke and returned home after handling her mother's hospital transfer procedures. As she watched the people coming and going at the airport, her eyes became increasingly desolate.

  Next, she found a rental house and made an appointment with Li Hu to play a game. She also found a part-time job repairing cars, the salary was not high but it was okay. Every week she would go to the hospital once.

  In the bustling streets of A City, China, towering skyscrapers rose on either side. Today, she wore a white shirt with a light green pair of jeans and a pair of dark-colored sneakers. Her hair had grown longer, falling to her ears, and her bangs partially covered the scar above her eye. Her small face was fully revealed, with elegant eyebrows and eyes that were both beautiful and intimidating. She looked more like her mother, but her eyes had inherited her father's cold and profound gaze. The pupils were black and bright, yet they easily made people feel afraid. Although it was a clear pair of eyes, it gave off a hint of chilliness.

  Although she was wearing the most ordinary shirt and jeans, her temperament was extraordinary, exuding mystery and coolness, making it difficult for people to get close to her. With a face that was neither masculine nor feminine, plus the heroic spirit between her eyebrows, people had no doubt that she was a man.

  Passersby on the street couldn't help but turn their heads to take a few glances at her, but she remained indifferent and continued walking, her eyes falling on the headline of the newspaper on the vendor's stall: "Lu Shi's Eldest Son Lu Chenxi and Li Shi's Heiress Li Ningyue Get Engaged Today at Emperor Tian Hotel". Below it were two photos, one of Lu Chenxi in a white suit, exuding elegance and poise as he pushed the wheelchair-bound Li Ningyue, who was dressed in a pink gown, her face flushed with shyness despite being seated.

  Her pupils constricted, and her fingers were pinched white. This life, even if the two people in front of her turned to ashes, she would still recognize them. One was the man she had once devoted herself to wholeheartedly, and the other was the so-called weak and innocent younger sister. In fact, she wasn't surprised that the two of them were together. She had known for a long time that Li Ning liked Lu Chenxi, otherwise she wouldn't have been cold to Lu Chenxi every time Li Ning came to curry favor with her.

  At that time, she remembered that she liked him, and also because they were both women, she saw Li Ning's provocation and affection for him at a glance. At that time, how did this man explain to him?

  They grew up together since childhood, and he only treated her as a younger sister. Later, he indeed kept a distance from Li Ningxi, so she trusted him even more, thinking that she had misunderstood him. Therefore, she was even more willing to be good to him with all her heart. Who did Meng Zhan Yan lower his head to in this life? Besides this man.

  She should have known that their feelings, which had only lasted a few years, couldn't compare to his and that woman's decade-long relationship. That woman was ruthless too; in order to frame her, she jumped from the third floor, even if it meant death or lifelong disability. She just wanted to tear them apart and make him hate her. In the end, it all went as that woman had wished - he hated her so much that he wanted her to suffer a fate worse than death.

  Now thinking about it, he's just a man, if he didn't like her, he could have said so straightforwardly, she would never have humiliated herself by clinging to him, her love wasn't that cheap, and she wasn't that lowly. Clenching her fists, her fingers turned white, her bones seemed to crack. But how could she have thought that this man was so heartless and ruthless, using his power to send her to prison with his own hands? She hated him! And even more, she hated herself! This time, she would never love again, she wanted to make him taste the pain of living worse than death.