Move on

*Flashback*

Feng Mei stood in front of the punching bag and looked at the man standing in front of her. The man whose eyes and nose she possessed had an evil smirk on his face. He was standing in front of her with his hands in his pocket. This man was no other than her biological father. He was tall, handsome, and had a shaped jawline.

It seems the years had no effect on him, he looked like a thirty-year-old man even though he was clearly older. Feng Mei has always been mesmerized by how handsome and young her father looked. No wonder a rich heiress like her mother fell for him.

They stared at each other, the atmosphere was a little awkward as tension in the room got higher.

"Why am I here?" Feng Mei asked.

Zheng Ren smirked as he looked at his daughter. He always remembers the woman he has never stopped loving anytime he sees his daughter. His little girl has been hurt by a man and anytime he sees his daughter locked in her room crying, his heart hurts. If it wasn't for his daughter, he would have probably killed that guy a long time ago.

"I thought we can practice since it has been a long time." Zheng Ren said with a soft smile on his face.

"I don't want to." Feng Mei said as she bypassed him and walked towards the exit.

"I never knew my daughter was a coward." Zheng Ren said as he laughed humorlessly.

Feng Mei stopped for a second when she heard him, but she ignored him and continued striding towards the exit.

"Your mother, would be ashamed of you!" Zhen Ren's voice echoed in the room. Yan Mei stopped and clenched her fist.

"You're always locked up in your room, crying yourself to sleep. Do you think crying will solve anything?"

Zheng Ren snorted as he stared at his daughter. He knew what he was doing was cruel but it was the only way he could think off. His eyes were filled with pain, but he blinked it away as he continued.

"You couldn't protect the people you loved, whose fault is that huh? You couldn't even keep a man!"

Feng Mei's whole body trembled as his words rang in her ears. 'You couldn't even keep a man'

"You're really pathetic Feng Mei, you're one of the most powerful people in this whole country but you're now a weak, crybaby who is always drowning in her sorrow. Are you the only person who has been hurt? You tried committing suicide last week and this is your third attempt. Do you think your child would be proud of you?!"

With the speed of lightning, Feng Mei came to stand in front of her father, grabbed him by the neck and threw him against the wall.

"Bang!".

The sound of an object hitting the wall sounded in the room.

Zheng Ren groaned as he stood up. He wiped the blood from his mouth and looked at his hands stained with blood and smirked. He looked at his daughter whose eyes were glistening with bloodthirsty killing intent and grinned.

"It wasn't hard right?. I get it, you have been wounded, hurt and you feel the world isn't fair but you're right, princess. The world isn't fair so instead of always crying in that room why don't you channel that hate and make yourself better and stronger! People should quiver in fear when they know whose daughter you're. You're not just anybody. You're my daughter!" Zheng Ren angrily roared

"Only by being stronger and better can you protect yourself and the people you love. You have been too soft-hearted and kind that's why people can hurt you. I have trained you for years, you're the heiress to this empire. What will people say when they see you always crying in your room! Do you think the enemies will let you go now that you're at your weakest? How long are you going to keep on crying? It's been a year now, move on!"

Feng Mei looked at her father and saw the distress and helplessness in his eyes. She knew what he was saying was true. She blinked away her tears that were threatening to fall and looked away.

She was truly a coward, she didn't want to face reality and just wanted to disappear. But, she never stopped to think about the people who will suffer once she dies. Her father, who has always been there for her and her little cousin whom she has to protect.

Zheng Ren came to stand in front of her in a blink of an eye and pulled her in his arms. Yan Mei shoulders slumped in defeat as she cried. Zheng Ren felt distressed as his daughter's tears stained his shirt.

"I'm sorry. I was being selfish." He said distressingly as he patted her shoulders.

Feng Mei shook her head as she pulled away from her father.

"You're right, crying wouldn't solve anything." Feng Mei said as she wiped her tears.

"I would be better, stronger and if anybody hurts the person I love, I will make the person suffer a fate worst than death!" Feng Mei said as she dug her nails in her palm.

Zheng Ren smiled as he kissed her forehead. "Remember, my daughter can do anything she wants. I will clean the mess afterward and no one can say anything." Feng Mei nodded as she forced a smile

*present*

"Please let me go." A woman whispered as she hyperventilates, tears constantly running down her eye.

This woman was the same person who had hit Lei Zhao last time.

"Should I?" Yan Mei questioned and chuckled evilly.

"P-please." The woman pleaded as she stared at Yan Mei, fear written all over her face.

Yan Mei smiled darkly and looked at her nails.

"Do you know what you did? You hurt someone you shouldn't have." Yan Mei said blankly as she looked up at the woman.

"Please, I'm sorry. I didn-" the woman swallowed her words when Yan Mei's cold eyes peered at her.

Yan Mei tugged her tongue at the corner of her cheek and looked at the woman with no emotions in her eyes.

"Do you want to know how I found you?" The woman bit her lips as she stared at Yan Mei.

Yan Mei chuckled, "when you sent someone to kill me, you never thought I will find you right?"

The woman's eyes widened in fear and she took a step back.

"How did you-".

"Find out?" Yan Mei interrupted her as she stood up from the chair she was sitting on.

She blew a whistle and a man came inside.

The woman looked at the man who just came in and her lips started trembling. She doesn't know why but she had a bad feeling in the depth of her stomach.