The 3 B's- Beauty, Brains and Bravery

Chapter 429: An angry little monkey

Rong Xinghe rushed out of the studio soon after, changing into her comfy clothes she was wearing before, and stepping into her brothers' office only to find it empty. 

"He is waiting for you in the parking lot.", Cheng Tai said from behind. Turning around, the girl nodded confusedly, making her way towards the exit. But she suddenly remembered something and came back to her Sister-in-law. 

"Although it was all He Chen's doing, whatever happened today was still illegal. And despite the truth, MZX Corps. will be deemed accountable for this violation in court. 

"Now, I am not going to let Bro Mo suffer the loss of even a penny because of that bi*ch, Sister-in-law.", the girl added deviously, "The penalty for this crime is about 10 Million USD. Make her pay it."

"Woah!", Cheng Tai gasped, covering her wide open mouth in shock, "I can't, Xinghe." she said, "She is my senior here, love rival or not. I can't just-"

"Yes, you can. And you will.", the girl laughed, "You've got to embrace your new identity as soon as possible. You're one of the Superfamily now. And if there's one thing the world knows about each one of us, it's that none of us is a pushover. 

"Let that miserable miscreant roaming around in this very office know it too. Extort the damn money from her.

"Otherwise, I'll have to get involved. Again. And she's so boring to deal with. Such a crybaby."

Unable to control her laugh at the term 'crybaby', Cheng Tai sighed, "But I am not as experienced as you, Sweetie."

"It's easy.", the girl smiled cheekily, "Have you ever watched tigresses hunt? They stalk their prey and then follow it with a lightning charge. They then jump on the back of the animal, grabbing its weakest spot, the neck usually, and pull it backward, ripping it apart with their sharp deadly incisors.

"That's it. You've to find He Chen's weakness, a dark one, and attack when the time is right. Yeah?

"Remember one thing though, do not be merciful at all."

The woman stared at the girl explaining to her, her revenge strategy as if she was telling some story, and her words alone made the blood inside Cheng Tai's veins run cold. "You know, sometimes, you're scary.", she whispered softly.

"Oh?", the girl raised her brows knowingly, "And other times? I hope smoking ravishing, entrancing, and smashing gorgeous!"

"..."

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3:00 p.m., Northside of City A, MHS parking lot;

Mo Zixuan brought the girl a bowl of her favorite sizzling hotpot from a local vendor. Even though he found it weird how she still preferred roadside food, he had other pressing matters concerning him to discuss with her first.

Rong Xinghe was sitting in the car, black windows of it wound up when the man passed her the bowl. Her live broadcast was the talk of the town currently and she couldn't afford to get recognized.

Moreover, her Bro Mo was just as good as her, at putting on pretenses. He was a renowned journalist, well-experienced with tricky sting operations himself, after all. The man always carried a fake beard-mustache set, a cap, and country-like clothes in a spare backpack in his car trunk. It didn't take him long to get her the food, obviously. 

"What about you?", the girl frowned, looking at all the dishes placed on the seat next to her. 

"I'll have your leftovers.", the man laughed, "I am not hungry, anyway." 

But she was starving like a wolf. Maybe because she'd just spent an entire hour talking, or maybe because she hadn't had proper breakfast earlier that morning, but she was truly famished. As he looked at the girl stuff her mouth with noodles and chili potato at once, the man flicked the girl's forehead, "Did we ever even teach you food etiquettes, Kid?!", he enquired, "Go easy on the eats. No one's snatching your bread from you, trust me." 

Rubbing the index finger where he'd just flipped, the girl grunted, glaring at him with her mouth filled with food. She looked like a monkey. An angry little monkey. She looked so funny Mo Zixuan could barely restrain from laughing. Who would, in their right minds, believe that this person was responsible for the security of an entire country, he wondered. 

But then again, the Six tigers had witnessed the craziest sides of her. They were her absolute comfort zone, one could say. In front of them, she'd never bothered to put up filters before. They'd literally seen her walk, speak her first words, fall down her first bicycle, and whatnots. They had watched and helped her grow, to be exact. Why would she want to act all sophisticated in their presence then? 

But she did eat properly and at a slower rate after his warning. Mo Zixuan waited for the girl to finish all her food, and pick up her chocolate shake before he dumped the trash into a bin close by, and sat down in the driver's seat, inserting the key into the car's lock cylinder. 

The man then turned the ignition switch on, looking at the girl beside her, "Xinghe, have you been blaming yourself all this while? For the attack that night?", he finally questioned. 

The girl did not say anything. Deep down, she knew he'd ask about it. Inhaling a sharp breath, the girl fixed her gaze outside the window, passing her brother the takeaway cup in her hands. She nodded after a while, still refusing to utter a word. 

Mo Zixuan sighed. Pulling his fake beard and mustache off, tossing them in the back of the car, he then stowed down the shake cup into the car's cup holder. 

"I am sorry I didn't realize you were going through so much, Xinghe.", he spoke up a minute later, "But I want you to know that I don't blame you. None of your brothers or sisters-in-law do. 

"I completely understand why you must've held yourself responsible for whatever happened then. I can't watch you in pain too. When you were in that coma after the train incident, it killed us. Each one of us. Every second, every minute, every hour, every day, of that time, was so suffocating. 

"I am not afraid of death, Xinghe. Not if it's for my family, for you.

"And it's not a sin to love your country, protect your people. You didn't orchestrate that attack, kid. You didn't shoot me. Know that. You didn't do anything wrong for you to feel so much guilt, okay? 

"When I was lying on that cold floor after that man shot me, you know what I was thinking?"