He saw Ming Yue from afar and walked towards her casually. He did not even greet her and went straight to the point. "Ming Yue, you've become a phoenix now. The young master gives you a lot of pocket money every month, right? You can give me 50,000 yuan. I want to make an in-game purchase." He had never called Ming Yue 'older sister'. He always called her by her name.
Ming Yue took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart. She said coldly, "Who are you? Why should I give you money? Is this how your parents teach you? You have no manners at all."
Ming Lang was not angry. He smiled cheekily and said, "How can you be any better if I don't have manners? My father is your father. We have half the same genes. Stop wasting time and give me the money quickly."
"I don't have money. I won't give it to you even if I have it!" Ming Yue walked past him angrily and turned to leave.
Ming Jingshan stayed with his wife and children in the butler's dorm in the old residence. Ming Yue had only seen her brother-in-name a few times since she was young. Every time she saw him, she would be very unhappy. She did not like Ming Lang at all. In fact, she hated him.
"How's grandmother's health recently?" Ming Lang suddenly spoke, and Ming Yue stopped in her tracks. "Grandmother must have been talking about me a lot, right?"
Grandmother had been hospitalized for half a year, and Aunt Lin and Ming Lang had never been to the hospital once. There were a few times when grandmother almost couldn't make it. On her deathbed, she kept saying Ming Lang's name, wanting to see her grandson one last time.
At that time, Ming Yue called him and begged him to come to the hospital to see his grandmother. Ming Lang said, "That old woman is your grandmother. She has nothing to do with me." Then, he hung up the phone. When she called again, she would not be able to get through.
At this moment, Ming Lang kept approaching her. A shrewd smile flashed across his pimpled face. "If you give me 50,000 yuan, I can force myself to go to the hospital."
Ming Yue looked at the boy who had just entered the third year of high school in disbelief. She was shocked. She wondered what kind of twisted concept Ming Jingshan and Lin Hui had instilled in their son over the years that they could make him so greedy at such a young age. Ming Lang stared at her with a nasty smile on his face, as if he felt that he was holding Ming Yue's lifeline. "Don't hesitate anymore. If you hesitate any longer, I'll take back my offer. Don't call me and beg me when the time comes."
Ming Yue stood rooted to the ground with a pale face. It was obvious that she was so angry that her entire body was trembling, but she did not make a sound. Ming Lang felt even happier. She was the cheap sister who had been abandoned by his father in the countryside since she was young. She was the easiest to bully.
In the next second, Ming Yue picked up her bag and used it to hit his head. "Get lost. I won't give you a single cent. I don't need you to pretend to see grandmother! Grandmother doesn't need it!"
During the two months when her grandmother had just been hospitalized, she would often say Ming Lang's name. Later, she seemed to have understood and never mentioned him again.
Ming Yue left with anger all over her body. Ming Lang was also quite angry. He shouted at her back, "Do you really think you're so great?! Isn't it just that the young master is blind and has taken a fancy to you?! What are you acting so awesome for?!"
"From now on, stay away from me! I don't want to see you ever again!"
The driver of the old residence sent her to Fairview East. Ming Yue was still angry when she returned home. She was so angry that she chopped the meat into minced meat before her anger gradually dissipated. She sat on the sofa angrily and accessed site A. Her latest post had already received 100,000 likes and 20,000 comments.
"Oh my god, Yue Liang is finally doing a face reveal! I'm waiting for the anti-fans to slap their own face!"
"My boyfriend invited me to watch a movie tonight. After knowing that Yue Liang is going to show her face on the live broadcast, I decisively rejected him. Hmph, how can a man be more attractive than an idol? I love you, my waifu Yue Liang."
"Everyone, be rational. Don't overly praise Yue Liang. No matter what Yue Liang looks like, didn't we become her fans because of her culinary skills? Please continue to support Yue Liang's works in the future."
Ming Yue looked at the comments and gradually calmed down. Sometimes, she would ask herself what she had done to deserve so many people's love and protection. Hence, even if it was for the sake of these fans who loved her and protected her, she had to film the good videos and produce some good content. She had always thought that as a content creator, ensuring the quality of the video was the best way she could repay her fans.
She scrolled down and suddenly noticed a comment.
[Baby Yue Liang, Mommy Loves You]: "I've been following Yue Liang since her fans were less than 1000. Previously, when she didn't have so many fans, she posted a photo of her side profile to satisfy everyone's curiosity. She was super fairy-like. Later, someone speculated that Yue Liang deliberately imitated a deceased film empress to gain popularity. Afterwards, Yue Liang was probably sad, so she deleted the photo."