Chapter 137: Sibling Affection

Shui Miao cast a cold, stern glance at Lin Zhiling before stepping into the office and walking up to Chen Meiling. Suddenly, he sneered, “Sister, so this is your true face?”

“What… what are you talking about…”

Chen Meiling looked flustered. She suspected there were hidden surveillance devices in the room, and that everything she had said earlier had been overheard by Shui Miao. Now she had been caught red-handed, and there was no way to lie her way out of it anymore.

“Hmph!”

Shui Miao sneered again, “In any case, I should thank you for teaching me a lesson. But now, I don’t want to say anything else to you. Just leave. From now on, I no longer have a sister.”

Chen Meiling felt extremely embarrassed. For some reason, she suddenly wanted to make amends, “Brother, wait, let me explain…”

“You really think I’m that easy to fool? That I’d believe any excuse you made up on the spot? Do you really see me as that stupid?” Shui Miao shook his head and laughed coldly, “If you hate me so much, why not just ask Grandfather Lin to send someone to kill me directly? Why go through all this trouble? I was born an orphan, and when I came to Zhonghai City, I started my own business without taking a single penny from my father. Even under these circumstances, you still wanted to destroy me. I really wonder if there’s something wrong with your mind. My father had a deep grudge to settle, yet you don’t even think about avenging him. Instead, you scheme against me. You’re not even worthy of being a descendant of the Chen family. Your blood is filled with darkness, meanness, stupidity, and inhumane filth!”

By the end, Shui Miao was practically shouting.

Shui Miao couldn’t accept this reality. Chen Meiling had severely tainted his concept of family.

“Funny! Do you really think Director Zhang’s properties came out of nowhere? Let me tell you, those properties were given to him by Father.” At this point, Chen Meiling no longer hesitated. She nodded and continued, “It’s true that you suffered a lot as a child, but you were still a Chen family son, with the right to inherit Chen Yiren’s estate directly. But what about me? What am I? In their eyes, I’m just a bastard! Just because my mother was a dancer, she was looked down upon by society, forced to live outside as a mistress without any recognition. I admit her status was low, but what about me? I’m innocent, can’t you see that? Why should I bear this unfair treatment? Shouldn’t I take revenge on those who despise me and consider me lowly? Isn’t that justified? Didn’t you just look down on me too? I’m low, I’m stupid, my thoughts are filthy—but has anyone ever cared about how I feel?”

“All of Director Zhang’s properties will always remain his. At most, I might borrow money from him, but I’ll never claim them as my own.” Shui Miao stared seriously at Chen Meiling, “You think you’re the only one who’s been called a bastard? You think I’ve always been respected? Chen Meiling, you’re wrong. You’ve been living in your own bitterness, seeing yourself as a forsaken princess, while I’ve always seen myself as a humble life still breathing, striving and fighting for my little sister Chenxiang so she wouldn’t have to suffer anymore. That’s why, at just twenty years old, I’ve already developed the mindset of a middle-aged man. That’s why our perspectives are so different. Now, I want to use this humble life to create my own career. But you, you’ve been filled with resentment, hating everyone, never truly reflecting on yourself. I feel truly sorry for you.”

“…”

After hearing these words, Chen Meiling seemed to sense her own issues and was momentarily stunned.

The atmosphere grew heavy and silent…

After a moment of quiet, Shui Miao spoke again to Chen Meiling, “Sister, if you can truly understand this, I’m willing to transfer all my assets to you. I’ll leave Zhonghai forever and never fight you for any inheritance.”

Every word came from the depths of his heart.

“What did you say…”

Chen Meiling looked at Shui Miao in disbelief.

Suddenly, Shui Miao’s eyes welled up with tears. Looking at Chen Meiling, he shook his head and murmured, “We sprout from the same root—why must we destroy each other…”

“Brother!”

Shui Miao cast a cold, stern glance at Lin Zhiling before walking into the office and stopping in front of Chen Meiling. Suddenly, he grinned and sneered, “Sister, is this your true self?”

“Wh-what…?”

Chen Meiling was flustered. She suspected the room was bugged with surveillance devices and that Shui Miao had overheard everything she said. Now that he had caught her red-handed, there was no way she could lie to his face anymore.

“Hmph!”

Shui Miao let out a cold laugh. “No matter what, I should still thank you for teaching me a lesson. I don’t want to say anything more to you now. Leave. From now on, I no longer have a sister.”

Extremely embarrassed, Chen Meiling suddenly felt an urge to salvage the situation. “Little brother, please, let me explain—”

“Do you really think I’m that easy to fool? That I’d believe any excuse you make up? Do I seem that stupid in your eyes?” Shui Miao shook his head with a cold smile. “If you hate me so much, you should have asked Old Master Lin to send someone to kill me directly. Why go through all this trouble? I was born an orphan. I came to Zhonghai City, started my business—all without using a single cent from our father. Even then, you still targeted me. I truly wonder if there’s something wrong with your mind. Our father has a deep-seated blood feud, yet instead of seeking revenge, you scheme against me. You don’t deserve to be a descendant of the Chen family. Your bones, your blood—they’re filled with nothing but darkness, pettiness, stupidity, and inhumane, filthy thoughts!”

By the end, Shui Miao was roaring.

He couldn’t accept this reality. This woman, Chen Meiling, had severely tarnished his perception of family.

“Ridiculous! Do you think Director Zhang acquired those properties himself? Let me tell you—those were all given to him by Father.” Having said this much, Chen Meiling no longer held back. She nodded and continued, “It’s true you suffered a lot as a child, but you’re still a son of the Chen family. You can rightfully inherit Chen Yiren’s legacy. But what about me? What am I? In their eyes, I’m just a bastard! Just because my mother was a dancer, does that mean she deserved to be scorned by society? To drift around as a mistress without even getting a proper status? I admit her status was low, but what about me? I’m innocent, do you understand? Why should I bear this unfair treatment? I want revenge on those who look down on me, who think I’m worthless. Is that so wrong? Weren’t you just looking down on me too? I’m lowly! I’m stupid! I have filthy thoughts! But has anyone ever cared about how I feel?”

“Uncle Zhang’s properties will always be his. At most, I borrowed money from him—I would never take what isn’t mine.” Shui Miao looked sternly at Chen Meiling. “Do you think you’re the only one who’s been called a bastard? Do you think I’ve always been respected? Chen Meiling, you’re wrong. You’ve been living in your own resentment, always seeing yourself as an abandoned princess. But I see myself as a humble being who’s still alive and breathing, fighting and striving so my little sister Chen Xiang won’t have to suffer. That’s why, even at twenty, I have the maturity of a middle-aged man. Our ways of seeing the world are completely different. Now, I want to use this humble life of mine to create my own path. But you? You resent everyone, trapped in your bitterness, never once taking a clear, honest look at yourself. Living like this—I truly feel sorry for you.”

“……”

Hearing this, Chen Meiling seemed to realize where she had gone wrong and was struck silent.

The atmosphere in the room grew tense…

After a moment of silence, Shui Miao spoke to Chen Meiling again, “Sister, if you can understand this, I’m willing to transfer all my assets to you. I’ll leave Zhonghai and never return to compete with you over any inheritance.”

Every word Shui Miao spoke came from the depths of his heart.

“What did you say…?”

Chen Meiling looked at Shui Miao in disbelief.

Tears welled up in Shui Miao’s eyes. He shook his head and murmured to himself, “Born of the same root, why such urgency to destroy one another?”

“Little brother!”

Hearing these words, Chen Meiling suddenly burst into tears. Overwhelmed with emotion, she hugged Shui Miao tightly, crying uncontrollably—as if releasing years of pent-up grievances and touched by genuine affection.

Nearby, Lin Zhiling and Wang Xiaomi were also moved by the atmosphere, tears streaming down their faces.

Shui Miao helped Chen Meiling sit on the sofa, wiped the tears from his face, then turned to Lin Zhiling. He took a deep breath and said, “No matter what, fate has brought us together. If you choose to stay, I won’t drive you away. Please relay the situation here to Old Master Lin for me. I, Chen Shui Miao, never had any intention of inheriting his so-called lousy legacy. From now on, I won’t engage in business anymore, but I will avenge our father in my own way. Of course, none of this matters to him. What’s important is that I hope he will treat Sister Lin Qing’er better. Human nature is inherently good—I believe he is not a heartless man.”

“Alright! I will definitely pass on your words. But are you really planning to give all this up?” Lin Zhiling found it hard to comprehend, unable to believe that Shui Miao would abandon such a vast fortune.

Shui Miao shrugged, took a few steps back, and suddenly smiled. With a wave of his hand, everything in the office that could fly—including Lin Zhiling, Wang Xiaomi, and even the sofa Chen Meiling was sitting on—levitated into the air. Then, gently lowering his hand, everything returned to its original place. Only then did Shui Miao speak: “What I pursue is the path of immortality. Money is nothing more than an external possession to me. Now that you’ve witnessed my abilities, I don’t think I need to explain further, do I?”

After saying this, Shui Miao looked at the three women. Their faces were filled with astonishment, and nothing else.

Sometimes, displaying a “miracle” can solve quite a few problems, can’t it?

Shui Miao suddenly felt an incredible sense of relief and liberation!

Letting go of attachment to money had set his heart free.

“Shui Miao, can I follow you to learn the Dao from now on?!” Wang Xiaomi excitedly ran up to him.

Shui Miao smiled at her. “No problem. But for now, please help me contact Xiao Shuang and the others. Have them all come here. I want to transfer all my assets to Sister Chen Meiling. I’ll call Uncle Zhang myself…”

“Little brother! I was wrong! Please don’t do this! Sister truly admits her mistake…”

Seeing this, Chen Meiling quickly stepped forward, trying to persuade Shui Miao to reconsider.

But Shui Miao nodded at her. “Sister, hearing you admit your mistake makes me very happy. We share the same bloodline—our father’s. As long as you respect yourself, how others see you is their business. Entrusting the business to you puts my mind at ease. From now on, we’ll work together—one in the light, one in the shadows—to take on those wretched scoundrels in the Zhonghai Chamber of Commerce. I refuse to believe we can’t defeat them.”

“Shui Miao! I’ve made up my mind—I will help you bring down those wealthy, heartless old men!”

Lin Zhiling took a deep breath and declared with determination.

“And me! I want to contribute too!”

Wang Xiaomi was thrilled because Shui Miao had just agreed to guide her on the path of Dao—this was truly joyous news.

Seeing the situation clear and everyone united, Shui Miao felt a sudden spiritual clarity. It seemed the time had come to widely accept disciples!

Beside them, Lin Zhiling and Wang Xiaomi were also moved by the atmosphere and shed tears.

Shui Miao gently led Chen Meiling to sit on the sofa, wiped his tears, then turned to Lin Zhiling, exhaled deeply, and said, “Regardless, I suppose we have our own fated connection. If you don’t leave, I won’t force you out. Please convey this to Grandfather Lin. I, Chen Shuimiao, have never wanted to inherit his wretched estate. From now on, I won’t be involved in business anymore, but I will find my own way to avenge my father. Of course, none of that matters to him. What’s important is, I hope he can treat Sister Lin Qing’er better. Human nature is inherently good—I believe he isn’t a heartless person.”

“Alright! I’ll make sure to pass on your words. But are you really going to abandon all of this?” Lin Zhiling struggled to understand, unable to believe Shui Miao would give up such a massive enterprise.

Shui Miao shrugged, took a few steps back, suddenly smiled faintly, and raised his hand. Instantly, everything in the office that could fly—furniture, even the sofas where Lin Zhiling, Wang Xiaomi, and Chen Meiling were sitting—lifted into the air! Then, with a gentle lowering of his hand, everything returned to its original place. Only then did Shui Miao speak, “My path is cultivation. Money is merely an external possession to me. Today, you’ve witnessed my abilities, so I don’t think I need to explain any further.”

After saying this, Shui Miao looked at the three women. Their faces were filled with shock—there was nothing else.

Sometimes, showing a ‘miracle’ can solve a lot of problems, right?

A sudden sense of joy and liberation surged in Shui Miao’s heart!

Once money is no longer a concern, the heart feels free!

“Shui Miao, can I follow you to learn cultivation from now on?” Wang Xiaomi excitedly rushed in front of him.

Shui Miao smiled gently at her, “Of course. But first, help me contact Xiaoshuang and the others. I want them all here—I’ll transfer all my assets to Sister Chen. I’ll call Director Zhang myself…”

“Brother! I was wrong! Please don’t do this! Sister truly regrets it…”

Seeing this, Chen Meiling hurried over, trying to persuade Shui Miao to take back his decision.

But Shui Miao only nodded at Chen Meiling and said, “Sister, I’m glad you realized your mistake. We both carry our father’s blood. As long as you value yourself, what others think is their own business. I trust you to manage the business. From now on, we’ll work together—one in the open, one in the shadows—fighting against those bastards in the Zhonghai Chamber of Commerce. I’m sure we can defeat them.”

“Shui Miao! I’ve already decided—I will help you two bring down those greedy old bastards!”

Lin Zhiling inhaled deeply and declared with determination.

“Count me in too! I want to contribute as well!”

Wang Xiaomi was thrilled, for Shui Miao had just agreed to take her as a disciple—this was truly a joyous occasion.

With the situation now clear and the hearts of all aligned, a sudden inspiration struck Shui Miao—he felt that the time to gather many disciples might have already arrived!