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Chapter 112 A little more chaos, it will be better to catch them all

Chapter 112 The more messy, the better to catch everything

The Ming family changed from day to day.

Ming Kangshi's subordinates didn't have any swords and swords, and they were caught off guard so that everyone was unprepared.

Mingya was also confused.

When receiving the news, Mingya was picking out gifts for Song Nanfei in the shopping mall outside.

When Ming Kangshi's subordinates found her and told her everything, Mingya was full of disbelief.

Well, why did the Ming family have civil strife?
Why was her father pulled down from the position of Patriarch for no reason!
And, why is her annoying cousin in charge?!
Isn't Ming Qi disabled?
What qualifications do you have to be the head of the house!
Why should she!
The subordinates are still persuading: "Miss, the situation in the Ming family is chaotic now, you still don't want to...Miss!"

Ming Ya interrupted him, threw away the tie she had chosen, and rushed out.

How can Ming Qi be the head of the family!
If she did, wouldn't the whole Ming family belong to her? Even she would listen to her.

Absolutely not!
Sure enough, Ming Qi has no good intentions, she is going to find Brother Nan Fei, and ask the Song family to help her get rid of Ming Qi, and then let her father come back to power!
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It was already night when Mingya arrived at Song's house.

As night fell outside, Mingya stood at the gate, which was closed tightly, but the security guards of the Song family uncharacteristically did not open the door for her.

"I'm Mingya—Brother Nanfei's girlfriend, please open the door for me!"

Mingya shouted.

"Hurry up and tell Brother Nanfei, I have something important to tell him!"

"Come on, come on, is there anyone!"

"..."

Ming Ya yelled several times before a security guard came out.

"Let me in! I'm Song Nanfei's girlfriend!"

The security guard asked, "From the Ming family?"

"Yes!" Ming Ya was full of anger: "You stop me, believe it or not, I will let Brother Nan Fei fire you later!"

"Why don't you have such eyesight, and you can't even recognize the future mistress!"

Mingya patted the gate angrily, and the brightly painted gate was clattered.

The security guard didn't move, and looked at Ming Ya from top to bottom.

Ming Ya threatened again: "What are you looking at! Believe it or not!"

The security guard withdrew his gaze, but he was not afraid, and said: "The eldest young master has already notified that everyone who came to Song's house will not be seen."

Ming Ya was taken aback for a moment, and then emphasized: "I'm his girlfriend!"

The security guard said: "Young master has brought back so many girlfriends over the years, which one are you?"

"you……!"

Mingya was out of breath, and said, "Song Nanfei has only had my girlfriend for the past few months!"

"Open the door for me quickly. If you don't believe me, I'll go to Brother Nanfei to prove it. Then I will teach you a lesson!"

"Hey, this is an order from the young master, and I'm just following his orders." The security guard said.

Then, he glanced at Ming Ya again, and couldn't help but said, "Also, you, a member of the Ming family, dare to come to your door now?"

He glanced at the rattling gate that Ming Ya had slapped, and muttered, "Stop taking pictures, this gate was only replaced this afternoon."

——The original one was naturally smashed away by the person Feng Jin brought.

Mingya froze for a moment, but the security guard had already walked away.

Mingya stood outside for a while, then remembered something, and called the tipper: "Is there anything else you haven't explained clearly?"

10 minute later.

Mingya put down the phone dully.

Only then did she realize that this matter was beyond her understanding.

Why are Ming Qi and Song Sibei suddenly getting engaged?
Did her father and brother Nanfei get involved in this? Why doesn't she know anything?
Also, there is also Feng Jin, who actually brought someone to the Song family to smash the door, just to vent his anger on Ming Qi?
Ming Ya stared back at the gate in a daze, unable to turn her head.

Wait, no, there is another problem.

Now that Ming Qi and the Song family have fallen out, will Brother Nan Fei marry me in the future?

He said that no one is missing now, including her...

Mingya woke up with a start, turned her head and continued to slap on the door: "Let me in quickly, I have something to say to brother Nanfei, let me go!"

"Brother Nanfei likes me so much, he won't abandon me! Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

"..."

There was no security guard at the gate, and the people inside pretended to be stupid.

Mingya stomped her feet angrily.

It's all Mingqi's fault!
It would be great to obediently agree to this marriage, but to make Brother Nanfei angry, Brother Nanfei must be blaming her now.

Ming Ya couldn't get in touch with Song Nanfei, so she could only shout: "Brother Nanfei—I don't know Ming Qi well! I don't know everything she does——"

"If you must blame the Ming family... I, I am willing to give up my identity as the Ming family for you!"

No one should answer her.

The weather gradually darkened.

It was a cold night in February and March, Mingya stood at the door rubbing her arms, her voice gradually became hoarse due to the extreme cold.

She stood at the gate bewildered.

"Stop shouting."

Someone came out of the shadows.

Mingya was startled, and turned around in surprise: "Why are you..."

"Hehehehe..." The man first laughed twice, full of sarcasm.

Ming Ya frowned uncomfortably: "You..."

The man lowered his voice and said, "Mingya, do you think Song Nanfei likes you when he's with you?"

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"Fang Ping is about to make a move."

Ming House, the main building.

When receiving Fang Wenning's message, Ming Qi was drinking tea with his cup in his hands.

There were all kinds of materials piled up in front of her, all of which were sent by the subordinates of the Ming family to be processed.

I didn't know it before, but looking at it this way, Mingkang's being the head of the family these years has really become a dog's stomach.

The distribution of family assets and the business planning of the group are in a complete mess, and it is difficult for the Ming Group to survive after so many years.

She had a headache watching it, and she didn't have much patience for these, and there was a capable person next to her, so she left it to Ming Qingyun to take care of everything with peace of mind.

At this moment, holding a water glass and watching him lower his head to work, it is rare to relax.

Ming Qingyun glanced at Fang Wenning's news, and commented: "It's not messy enough."

Ming Qi smiled and was about to say something when the housekeeper from the main building came in.

The other party specially came to ask if they wanted to pack their things to the main building.

After all, in the future, I will basically do business and receive guests here. If I live in the side building, it is not convenient to run back and forth.

Ming Qi thought about it and let them move.

However, Ming Qi called out to him: "That cousin of mine..."

She raised her eyebrows: "Haven't you come back yet?"

After Mingkang stepped down, Ming Qi gave him the normal collateral food and accommodation conditions, and asked him and Wang Jing to go to the collateral residence behind to stay quietly.

Find someone to watch him again.

When she won't kill Mingkang for the time being, she won't embarrass him physically.

She wanted him to see that Ming Zhengyang's daughter was always aloof and lived a chic and proud life, but she couldn't turn herself around in this life—living in the shadow forever.

What she wants is mental torture.

The butler replied: "Yes."

"Okay." Ming Qi nodded, signaling him to go down first.

She and Ming Qingyun looked at each other, clutched their teacups and continued: "If you make more chaos, you can catch them all in one go."

The weather outside is gloomy and stormy.

(End of this chapter)

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