Chapter 72: Scheme 4—He Wanted to Kill Three Birds with One Stone…

Actually—

On the very day Ming Zhixuan passed away, Ming Jiayao published the obituary in the newspaper.

The entire Hong Kong City was immediately swept up in a wave of public opinion.

Ming Jiayao was quite looking forward to Ming Jingxing’s reaction.

He wondered, would the old man be angry?

—Because Ming Jiayao had leaked the news without even consulting the old man first.

Or perhaps, since the impostor was also the old man’s son, would the old man let the fake Ming Zhixuan permanently assume the identity of the real one after the real Ming Zhixuan’s death…

Or, would the old man, adhering to his consistent philosophy of “wolf-like competition,” pit the impostor (the illegitimate son) against Ming Jiayao, the legitimate grandson, in a continued battle for the Ming Family’s inheritance?

To Ming Jiayao’s surprise, Ming Jingxing seemed to take no action at all.

He behaved like a father who had lost his beloved son, suffering the pain of an elder burying the younger, locking himself day and night in the East Wing on the second floor of the villa, refusing to see anyone or attend to any matters.

Ming Jiayao ordered Ming Jingxing’s assistant to arrange an exceptionally grand funeral for his father, Ming Zhixuan.

—Ming Jingxing had long ago acquired a family cemetery in a location with excellent feng shui.

Ming Jiayao decided that before burying Ming Zhixuan’s ashes in the family cemetery, he would first relocate Xu Wenli’s grave from Qingshan Cemetery.

Thus, Ming Jiayao took his assistant to Qingshan Cemetery to handle the relocation procedures for Xu Wenli.

As expected, he encountered obstruction from the management.

In truth, Ming Jiayao was quite eager to see how the Xu Family and the Chen Family would react.

But to his disappointment,

The Xu Family and the Chen Family, much like Ming Jingxing, remained silent.

After making a few phone calls, the staff at the public cemetery management office politely approached and fully cooperated with Ming Jiayao’s wishes, carefully conducting the relocation ceremony for the long-deceased Xu Wenli and handing over her ashes to Ming Jiayao.

In this way, Ming Jiayao had his parents buried together.

When the Ming Family held its grand memorial service,

Nearly the entire elite circle of Hong Kong City turned out.

Then—

Everyone noticed several suspicious points:

First, the family head, Ming Jingxing, seemed to have aged considerably in just a few days, likely due to the grief of losing his only son, to the point where he now needed a wheelchair.

Second, the Xu Family and the Chen Family, as the most important allies of the Ming Family, were actually absent?!

Third, the Ming Family’s young master, Ming Jiayao, not only wore black clothes and trousers throughout the ceremony but also kept a black mask on, remaining silent and ignoring everyone!

Most importantly—

Xu Wenrui, Ming Zhixuan’s widow, was also absent…

And on Ming Zhixuan’s tombstone, it was inscribed:

【Beloved Father Ming Zhixuan, Beloved Mother Ming Xu Wenli, Joint Grave, Erected in Tears by Filial Son Ming Jiayao】

The elite men and women of Hong Kong City’s high society were utterly stunned!

What on earth was going on?

—Wasn’t Ming Zhixuan’s wife Xu Wenrui? Why, upon his death, was he suddenly buried together with Xu Wenli? Wasn’t Xu Wenli Chen Shen’s deceased wife?

And where was Xu Wenrui?

Huh? Why didn’t a single member of the Xu Family attend?

Also, why didn’t Chen Shen, as a relative by marriage of the Ming Family, attend?

If Xu Wenli was Ming Zhixuan’s wife, then who was Chen Shen’s wife? And who was Chen Shuojie’s mother?

But Ming Jiayao remained silent throughout,

And Ming Jingxing didn’t utter a word at the funeral either.

So much so that—

Although the celebrities and socialites in Hong Kong City’s elite circle all felt the matter was significant,

since the Ming Family had not spoken out, everyone collectively maintained their silence.

For Ming Jiayao,

he had actually prepared himself to face the entire world.

But Ming Jingxing took the lead in playing the turtle, retreating into his shell…

Next, the Xu Family and Chen Family also began to feign ignorance.

This gave Ming Jiayao a feeling… like he had gathered all his strength for a powerful punch, only to strike into a pile of cotton.

However, Ming Jiayao soon recalled what Bai Yuanzhi had previously analyzed for him:

[…The leak was most likely done by the shipping magnate himself, for one reason only—the shipping magnate is old and wants to step down.

But he doesn’t want to pass the position to his son and daughter-in-law, who are in their prime; he prefers his grandson to succeed him.

So, the shipping magnate did this, first to motivate the crown prince, and second to drive a wedge between the crown prince and his son and daughter-in-law.]

Although Bai Yuanzhi hadn’t guessed correctly,

Ming Jiayao felt her analysis was quite reasonable.

Now it seemed—

Ming Jingxing’s silence carried a sense of reckless abandon.

At the same time, toward the Xu Family and Chen Family, he vaguely released a provocative “come at me if you dare” attitude;

while toward Ming Jiayao, there seemed to be an unspoken tolerance.

In the seven days from when Ming Zhixuan’s death was made public,

to Ming Jiayao moving Xu Wenli’s grave,

and then to the Ming Family holding Ming Zhixuan’s funeral,

Ming Jiayao’s spirits were not high.

He really wanted to see Bai Yuanzhi.

—Only by staying by her side, looking at her, and hearing her voice

could his heart feel peace and tranquility.

But Ming Jiayao also knew

that at this critical moment,

the Xu Family and Chen Family already viewed him and the old man as thorns in their side!

So he couldn’t go find Bai Yuanzhi.

Until this day,

he suddenly received a pager call from Bai Yuanzhi—

After the callback number displayed on the pager, she had added “999”…

Ming Jiayao’s pupils instantly dilated with shock!

He knew

she must have encountered some urgent situation!

Ming Jiayao immediately notified Ah Wu—at that moment, Ah Wu and another companion were staying in the apartment above where Bai Yuanzhi lived.

Upon receiving the message, Ah Wu immediately went out.

Five minutes later, Ming Jiayao got the news—it turned out it was because Song Junshu had chased Luo Jiaojiao to Ah Zhi’s home.

Learning that Bai Yuanzhi was safe, Ming Jiayao breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, while calling Bai Yuanzhi, Ming Jiayao heard an astonishing secret!

—Luo Jiaojiao, Zhou Sier’s former good friend, had actually held a seven-day orgy with Ming Zhixuan’s “ghost” on the high seas???

Ming Jiayao suddenly understood!

So after he took Mr. Smith to expose Liu Rong’s true face that day, Liu Rong had fled to the high seas…

No wonder there had been no trace or news of Liu Rong all these days.

However—

Ming Jiayao was well aware

that Liu Rong had been hiding out before, but now that he was back and suddenly heard of Ming Zhixuan’s death…

Presumably, that scoundrel would soon rush to the villa.

Thinking this, Ming Jiayao picked up a book and went downstairs.

He sat in the living room, reading while waiting for Liu Rong’s arrival.

—Ah Zhi was studying so hard in class, all to get into Hong Kong University next year.

And he had chosen a double major…

So he couldn’t let Ah Zhi look down on him.

After a long while, the old butler suddenly came over and gently draped a thin blanket over Ming Jiayao’s legs.

Ming Jiayao looked up and noticed the old butler’s hint—on the second-floor balcony of the East Wing, Ming Jingxing sat in a wheelchair, looking down at Ming Jiayao from above.

Ming Jiayao calmly accepted the blanket and continued reading, paying no attention to Ming Jingxing.

Ming Jingxing stared at his grandson for a long, long time before letting out a weary sigh.

Finally—

Liu Rong, furious and flustered, barged in.

As soon as he entered, he saw Ming Jiayao sitting composedly in the main seat of the sofa. He paused for a moment before demanding aggressively, “Where’s your grandfather?”

Ming Jiayao closed his book and countered with a question instead of answering, “May I ask, in what capacity are you speaking to me now?”

As he spoke,

Ming Jiayao carefully examined Liu Rong.

It had to be said that temperament was a person’s greatest adornment.

At his core, Liu Rong was nothing but a thug.

For years, to impersonate Ming Zhixuan, he had relied on two methods:

one was dressing the part, and the other was keeping a low profile and speaking little.

Distance created an illusion of beauty!

Yet, Ming Jiayao, who had only met his biological father once, could easily distinguish between the two.

—His biological father, Ming Zhixuan, even as a comatose vegetable lying in bed, was more elegant and composed than Liu Rong!

The Liu Rong before him was wearing a custom-made suit worth over a hundred thousand, touted as a hunting jacket suit.

This fine woolen coat blended the styles of a trench coat and a suit, appearing casual and relaxed, with leather patches of the same color stitched onto the shoulders and elbows.

Ming Jiayao believed that if his father, Ming Zhixuan, were to wear this outfit, it would only exude nobility and composure.

But on Liu Rong…

The hundred-thousand-yuan garment, with its blend of wool and leather, made Liu Rong look like a beggar!

Especially since Liu Rong’s hair was long enough to cover his ears and looked greasy, his eye sockets were dark, his lips pale, and stubble sprouted on his chin, giving him a haggard and exhausted appearance from overindulgence.

At this moment, he was also wide-eyed with anger and panting heavily with his mouth agape,

making him look even more unsightly.

Ming Jiayao ignored Liu Rong

and instead turned to question the old butler, “Fourth Uncle, my father has passed away… Who is this gentleman before us? How was he allowed in without being announced?”

The old butler immediately replied respectfully, “Understood, Young Master! This was an oversight on my part. I will immediately arrange to set a restricted access level for this gentleman.”

Only then did Ming Jiayao nod in satisfaction.

“Since you’re here, take a seat. If you have something to say, make it clear…” Ming Jiayao said to Liu Rong, “After all, you won’t be allowed to come here again in the future.”

Liu Rong stood there dumbfounded, his mouth agape.

After a long while, he managed to stammer, “You… you… what did you say?”

Ming Jiayao frowned. “If you’re deaf, go get it treated. I won’t repeat myself.”

“I’m asking you what gives you the right!” Liu Rong roared.

Ming Jiayao sneered, “The right comes from me being the young master of this household.”

Liu Rong gasped in fury, “I am too!”

Ming Jiayao said word by word, “You’re just an impostor… You’ve already profited greatly by masquerading as my father all these years. Now that my father has passed away, if you still want to continue swindling under his name within our Ming Family—”

“I don’t mind sending you down to join him.”

“Of course, once we get downstairs, whether my father will still allow you to keep pretending to be him… that will be up to my father to decide,” Ming Jiayao said mockingly.

“Who says I’m an imposter?” Liu Rong shouted, “I’m not! I…”

“Forget it, there’s no point explaining anything to a child like you!”

“Where’s your grandfather? Let him come out… I’ll speak to him myself!” Liu Rong said.

Ming Jiayao replied calmly, “So, you think I’m just a child and that there are many things… you don’t need to discuss with me?”

“But right now, the Ming Family is under my authority.”

“If you don’t want to talk to me, then—get out!”

In truth, Ming Jingxing had never explicitly stated that he was handing over power to Ming Jiayao.

But Ming Jiayao knew,

even though Ming Jingxing hadn’t shown himself, he was definitely listening from the second floor!

So, Ming Jiayao wanted to test whether Bai Yuanzhi’s speculation was reliable.

And after Ming Jiayao said these words,

the East Wing on the second floor remained quiet,

and the old butler standing by his side still kept his head bowed, not refuting Ming Jiayao’s statement.

After all, in a way, the old butler’s words and actions better represented Ming Jingxing’s attitude.

So???

Ming Jingxing… tacitly approved?

Ming Jiayao couldn’t help but marvel at how accurate Bai Yuanzhi’s guess had been!

For Liu Rong, however, the situation was far from ideal.

—Ming Jiayao, this wet-behind-the-ears brat, was too arrogant!

Liu Rong refused to believe that Ming Jingxing would hand over power to Ming Jiayao,

especially since he had personally witnessed Ming Jingxing’s cold indifference toward Ming Jiayao over the past decade or so.

But the old butler was Ming Jingxing’s right-hand man!

Why didn’t the old butler refute Ming Jiayao?

Could it be that the old butler had betrayed his master?

“I don’t believe it!” Liu Rong roared. “Even if your grandfather and your dead father both died, it still wouldn’t be your turn!”

“As long as I’m here, the Ming Family belongs to me!” Liu Rong said fiercely.

“Stop deluding yourself! The Ming Family will never be yours,” an aged but vigorous voice rang out.

Liu Rong froze.

He slowly looked up toward the second floor—Ming Jingxing, seated in a wheelchair, was being pushed by a bodyguard into the elevator and then down to the first-floor hall.

Liu Rong hurried over, “Dad, why are you in a wheelchair? Was it because of that wretched kid?”

As he spoke, he pointed at Ming Jiayao.

Ming Jingxing ignored the remark and instead said to Liu Rong, “What Jiayao said is exactly what I meant.”

“I’m getting old, and there are many things I can no longer handle.”

“Jiayao is young, healthy, and full of energy. From now on, for matters concerning the family and the company… you should seek his opinion more often,” Ming Jingxing said calmly.

Indeed, ever since Ming Jingxing learned that Ming Jiayao had successfully taken over Rong Fu Ji,

and vaguely heard that Ming Jiayao had also secured the construction and operation rights for an overseas port,

with Ming Jiayao even beginning to plan the bidding for another port…

By now, Ming Jingxing had already recognized Ming Jiayao’s capabilities.

Moreover, Ming Jingxing was heartbroken over the loss of his beloved son, had been plagued by illness recently, and his physical strength was not what it used to be;

and during this time, he had been quietly observing Ming Jiayao, only to realize that Ming Jiayao was no longer the pitiful child who would silently retreat to a corner to swallow his grievances…

Ming Jingxing had already made up his mind to step down and relinquish power.

At this moment, the butlers, bodyguards, assistants, and servants in the hall all responded in unison upon hearing Ming Jingxing’s words.

Ming Jiayao was not surprised by this, having received Bai Yuanzhi’s guidance.

His calm and indifferent demeanor,

in Ming Jingxing’s eyes, appeared as a sign of composure and resilience in the face of honor or disgrace—a quality befitting someone capable of shouldering great responsibilities.

Liu Rong, however, wore an expression of disbelief. “What about me?”

Ming Jingxing frowned. “What does this matter of the Ming Family have to do with you?”

Liu Rong stared blankly at Ming Jingxing.

After a long while,

he finally realized that Ming Jingxing was serious.

So…?

Liu Rong grew anxious. “Dad, I’m your son too! My mother is Liu Xiaohong! Otherwise, why do you think I look so much like you and so much like my eldest brother?”

He had hoped that after revealing this secret,

Ming Jingxing would acknowledge him as his son and even allocate a portion of the Ming Family’s shares to him…

Unexpectedly, Liu Rong clearly heard Ming Jingxing dismissively say, “Oh, so what?”

Liu Rong was stunned.

—So what?

This…

This wasn’t right!

He was Ming Jingxing’s son.

How could Ming Jingxing remain so indifferent?

“Dad, you… are you suffering from dementia? I mean, I am your son! My mother is Liu Xiaohong! Liu Xiaohong was also your wife!” Liu Rong shouted.

Ming Jingxing said coldly, “Don’t mention that bitch to me.”

Liu Rong: …

“Dad… I really am your son!” Liu Rong murmured.

He had been at the end of his rope, drowning in gambling debts and unpaid brothel fees, and was about to attempt something drastic…

when he was suddenly kidnapped and brought before Ming Jingxing.

Then—

Liu Rong felt as if he had stepped into a dream of luxury, living a life of extravagance ever since.

Marrying the daughter of the Xu Family,

receiving a monthly allowance of two hundred thousand from the family trust fund,

even though he had to live under someone else’s name

and exist like a rat in the gutter, hidden from the light of day,

Liu Rong was still overjoyed.

After all, this was unimaginable wealth…

So, how did Liu Rong discover that he was actually the son of shipping magnate Ming Jingxing?

—Back when Liu Xiaohong divorced Ming Jingxing,

Ming Jingxing despised her to the core, leaving her with no way out.

Desperate, Liu Xiaohong and her lover blamed each other, but in the end, her lover outmaneuvered her—he sold Liu Xiaohong into a nightclub on Temple Street, where she became a hostess.

Liu Xiaohong soon discovered she was pregnant,

and even she didn’t know who the father was.

In a daze, she gave birth to the child and named him Liu Rong, hoping that one day she would “enjoy glory and wealth” through her son…

But this remained nothing more than a dream.

Within a few years, Liu Xiaohong died, and Liu Rong became an orphan, raised by social workers and neighbors.

Merely surviving was already a struggle for him, and he never once wondered who his father might be.

It wasn’t until Ming Jingxing brought him to the villa to impersonate his son, Ming Zhixuan, who had become a vegetative patient confined to bed.

Many years ago, on a certain day,

while wandering around the villa, Liu Rong overheard a conversation between the old butler and Ming Jingxing’s assistant:

The old butler said, “We really can’t find it… The master hated her deeply. After divorcing her back then, he specifically ordered that all items related to her be cleared out and burned…”

The assistant sighed in frustration, “If that’s the case, it’s going to be very troublesome. The lawyers are saying that without this document signed by Liu Xiaohong herself, the numbers won’t match up…”

The old butler replied, “You’ll have to figure it out yourself. If all else fails, just tell the master the truth…”

They seemed to have discussed a bit more afterward,

but as soon as Liu Rong heard the name “Liu Xiaohong,” he couldn’t continue eavesdropping.

Later, he made some inquiries and learned that after Ming Jingxing’s first wife passed away, he had a brief marriage to a woman whose name was—Liu Xiaohong.

Liu Rong’s mind was racing:

Could it really be such a coincidence?

The old man’s second wife was named Liu Xiaohong, and Liu Rong’s mother was also named Liu Xiaohong?

Well,

the name Liu Xiaohong is far too common; it might just be a coincidence…

But then, how could he explain the resemblance between Liu Rong and Ming Zhixuan?

Not only did Liu Rong and Ming Zhixuan share about seventy percent facial similarity,

but Liu Rong also looked strikingly like Ming Jingxing!

From that moment on, Liu Rong began to observe carefully and ponder deeply.

Years of speculation

had convinced Liu Rong of his true origins.

But he kept it hidden,

because he had also realized that Ming Jingxing was nothing but a cold-blooded creature!

—For the sake of the Ming Family’s interests, he had driven his own son to his death, and his only grandson had nearly been pushed to the brink as well!

Liu Rong knew that his true identity was a trump card for him,

but for Ming Jingxing…

it might mean absolutely nothing!

Unexpectedly—

the deepest fear hidden within Liu Rong’s heart materialized completely at this moment.

—So, Ming Jingxing had indeed known about Liu Rong’s true origins all along!

And Ming Jingxing truly didn’t care at all about Liu Rong as his son!

Liu Rong broke down, “Dad! How… how could you treat me like this?”

Ming Jingxing said coldly, “Your mother was a lowly woman, and so are you.”

“This is my final warning: don’t call me Dad!”

“Otherwise—”

“You will regret it!”

Liu Rong stood there, mouth agape in shock.

Ming Jiayao sneered, “You’re quite naive, aren’t you…”

“When you met him, you were no longer a child. Couldn’t you tell what kind of person he was?”

“He could sacrifice the son he painstakingly raised for the sake of profit, and after his son became a vegetable, he neglected to care for his posthumous grandson, even allowing enemies to bully his only grandson…”

“You’ve witnessed his cold and heartless side, yet you still hoped he would show you kindness!”

Ming Jiayao’s words struck Liu Rong like a bolt of clarity!

But then, Liu Rong heard Ming Jiayao say coldly, “Speaking of which, you’ve been impersonating my father for eighteen years…”

“Since you knew your BOSS was someone who only cared about money and had no humanity, didn’t you make any plans for yourself?”

“You earned two hundred thousand a month, two point four million a year, and over forty million in eighteen years… If you didn’t know how to invest or trade stocks, you could’ve just deposited that money in the bank! Even with interest alone, you could’ve lived comfortably for the rest of your life!”

“What? Have you… already spent all the money?” Ming Jiayao asked coldly.

Pausing for a moment, Ming Jiayao continued, “If you’ve already spent all the money… then there’s nothing to be done about it!”

“The Ming Family is no longer under Grandfather’s control.”

“Now, I am the one who calls the shots in the Ming Family.”

“I won’t give you a single cent…”

Ming Jiayao said slowly, “I’m not afraid of you going to the press, and I don’t care about face or personal ties… I’m actually looking for an excuse to break off relations with the Xu Family and the Chen Family!”

 

“Chen Shen is capable of forcibly seizing another man’s wife, and the Xu Family is capable of swapping sisters in marriage. Then they should fully taste the revenge of this old friend’s son!” Ming Jiayao grew angrier the more he spoke!

Liu Rong felt his scalp go numb.

How could this be…

Liu Rong felt the world spin around him.

He staggered, then slowly collapsed to the ground.

“I… I am also a member of the Ming Family…” Liu Rong said despairingly. “I should have been able to live openly as a wealthy young master, just like other rich heirs… This is unfair to me! Unfair!!!”

By the end, Liu Rong was roaring in fury.

At that moment,

Ming Jingxing suddenly spoke up. “Liu Rong, what you truly desire… is still money, isn’t it?”

“Alright then, let me show you a clear path.”

“Help me do one thing—”

“Once it’s done, I’ll give you one million!”

Hearing this, Ming Jiayao glanced at Ming Jingxing.

Ming Jingxing smiled and said to Liu Rong, “Even if Jiayao disagrees, I can still take it from my private assets to give to you.”

Liu Rong instinctively felt this was no good deed.

But… the temptation of one million was simply too great…

“What is it?” Liu Rong asked, his voice trembling.

Ming Jingxing spoke word by word, “The person I hate the most… is Chen Shen.”

“So, you understand now!” Ming Jingxing said vaguely.

Liu Rong’s mouth fell open.

This…

Was he being asked to assassinate Chen Shen?

Liu Rong gave a bitter smile.

He thought to himself, this Ming Jingxing really is an old fox.

Look, Ming Jingxing only publicly promised to give him one million after the deed was done,

but never mentioned a word about “how to carry out the revenge”…

So what exactly was he supposed to do?

After thinking it over, Liu Rong agreed, “…Alright.”

Then he added to Ming Jingxing, “You can’t go back on your word.”

Ming Jingxing smiled. “You can call me cold-hearted and ungrateful, but when it comes to money, I always keep my promises.”

Liu Rong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, slowly stood up, and left.

Ming Jiayao frowned as he stared at Liu Rong’s retreating figure and said to Ming Jingxing, “Didn’t Chen Shen and Xu Wenrui accompany Chen Shuojie to the United States for medical treatment?”

—Yes, ever since that day when Ming Jiayao brought Mr. Smith to expose Liu Rong’s true face,

Liu Rong fled,

Xu Wenrui was terrified and hurried to discuss with Chen Shen.

In the end, after Xu and Chen discussed it together, they felt the matter was too shameful. So, under the pretext of accompanying Chen Shuojie to the United States for medical treatment, they forcibly escorted the unwilling Chen Shuojie and hastily left the country.

And precisely because of this, at Ming Zhixuan’s funeral,

this family of three did not appear.

Ming Jingxing waved his hand at Ming Jiayao. “This isn’t a big deal. They can’t hide in the United States forever.”

As he spoke, he instructed the old butler, “Find a way to leak this matter to Xu Wenrui.”

The old butler acknowledged the order.

Ming Jingxing then asked, “So, how do you plan to say it?”

The old butler replied respectfully, “I’ll call Ms. Xu and say that Mr. Liu Rong, in order to raise money, plans to use your nude photos to blackmail Mr. Chen.”

Hearing this, Ming Jingxing nodded with satisfaction.

Then,

Ming Jingxing turned his intense gaze toward Ming Jiayao.

Ming Jiayao was looking at Ming Jingxing with an expression of disbelief.

Ming Jingxing smiled and explained to him gently, “Liu Rong is just a lustful devil… Don’t think Xu Wenrui would remain chaste for Chen Shen. In fact, her marital relationship with Liu Rong is actually quite decent…”

Ming Jiayao didn’t care at all about how Liu Rong and Xu Wenrui’s relationship really was…

Those two weren’t anyone to him,

and he had no interest in paying attention.

But—

Ming Jiayao asked Ming Jingxing, “Is this a case of killing two birds with one stone… no, three birds with one arrow?”

One moment, the old man had Liu Rong deal with Chen Shen;

the next, he had someone reveal Liu Rong’s intentions to Xu Wenrui?

Given Xu Wenrui’s craziness,

if Liu Rong really dared to do anything to Chen Shen,

Xu Wenrui would probably even want to kill Liu Rong!

So,

this old man wanted to kill three birds with one arrow, taking care of Chen Shen, Xu Wenrui, and Liu Rong all at once!

Seeing that his grandson had guessed his scheme, Ming Jingxing wasn’t angry at all—instead, he was quite pleased.

“Good! Truly worthy of being my grandson! Jiayao, you’re so clever… I can truly rest assured leaving the Ming Family in your hands!”

Ming Jiayao rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay Ming Jingxing any mind.

But—

Ming Jiayao couldn’t help but wonder, what exactly would Liu Rong do?