Meng Jingwei knew that even if these people were bold, they wouldn't dare to open fire at the dock.
So, she fought two men alone.
In just a few moves, she had dealt with both of them. Then, she quickly pursued, kicked away the man to Shu Yao's right, but another man grabbed Shu Yao's waist, pressing his clothes against her side, and said to Meng Jingwei, "If you dare to come closer, I'll kill her."
Beneath the clothes was a deadly gun!
"Fine, go ahead and do it."
Meng Jingwei shrugged, acting indifferent.
She knew Shu Yao must be very important to them, otherwise, they wouldn't have gone to such lengths to bring Shu Yao from Hua Country to Country C.
If they wanted to kill her, they would have done so already. Why wait until now?
"Heh, then I'll kill you first as an offering!"
Saying that, the man aimed his gun at Meng Jingwei's face, but because the gun was covered by clothes, no one noticed what was happening here.
"Is that so? Let's see if your gun is faster, or if I..."
As Meng Jingwei spoke, she raised her hand to reach for the pistol behind her back. At this moment, she heard footsteps behind her and executed a spinning kick towards the 'ambusher' behind her.
However, her kick was easily dodged by the man.
Meng Jingwei had already drawn her gun. Before she could aim it at the approaching person, she was shocked to find that the person standing in front of her was none other than... "Qing Muye?! You, how are you here?"
She then looked at Song Ci standing beside Qing Muye, her eyes widening in disbelief.
Just then, more than a dozen men in suits and ties surrounded them, encircling the mercenaries.
"Meng Jingwei, don't worry about me, just go quickly. They won't hurt me."
Shu Yao, being held hostage, felt Meng Jingwei's 'loyalty' and didn't want to drag her down any further.
Qing Muye raised his left hand and beckoned. Over a dozen bodyguards immediately attacked the mercenaries.
Meng Jingwei looked at his icy expression and belatedly remembered that she had removed her disguise, revealing her true face...
A face identical to Li Yun'er.
Qing Muye took a step forward, hooked her chin with his hand, and looked down at her with cold eyes, turning her face from side to side to examine it.
His gaze held an unfathomable complexity, "What else don't I know, hmm?"
Just moments ago, when a woman who looked exactly like Li Yun'er brushed past him, Qing Muye watched her retreating back and instantly had an epiphany.
She wasn't Li Yun'er, but Meng Jingwei.
Only when Meng Jingwei was Li Yun'er's biological sister could all the previous events be pieced together.
But now, standing before Meng Jingwei, looking at her fair, flawless, and exquisitely beautiful face, her innate elegance was breathtaking. He was still somewhat surprised.
So, beneath her dark, speckled complexion, hid such peerless beauty.
Meng Jingwei had no intention of hiding anything from Qing Muye. After all, her disguise was initially out of fear of the Li family's threats.
She raised an eyebrow, maintaining an indifferent demeanor, "Whether you know or not, what does it have to do with me?"
As she spoke, she took out another gun hidden behind her, skillfully unloaded the bullets, and then placed both pistols back into the hands of the two mercenaries who had been knocked down by Qing Muye's subordinates.
Shu Yao, freed from her restraints, rushed towards Meng Jingwei and hugged her tightly, "You scared me to death, Meng Jingwei, you're too loyal."
She held Meng Jingwei tightly, and as her gaze flickered, she finally saw Qing Muye standing beside them.
The man stood tall and straight, his fit physique clad in a perfectly tailored suit, the clothes neat and without a crease. His features were deep and three-dimensional, handsome as if he had stepped out of a painting.
His noble bearing was impossible to conceal; with just one glance, one could feel his distinguished status.
She released Meng Jingwei and said with admiration, "Your boyfriend really loves you. He found you even from so far away and came to save you."
"Boyfriend?"
Meng Jingwei looked back at Qing Muye standing behind her. His cold gaze fell upon her, making Meng Jingwei feel a trace of indifference.
"You've misunderstood, he's..."
As she spoke, she walked to Qing Muye's side, lifted her arm, stood on tiptoe, and hugged his shoulder, "He's my brother."
Meng Jingwei considered herself self-aware and never believed Qing Muye would like her. Instead, it was due to Madam Qing's pressure that he investigated her whereabouts and came to save her.
Just like that day's fire, he rushed into the flames not because Madam Qing had recognized her as a god-granddaughter and would be heartbroken if she died, but because he rushed into the fire to save her?
The words "He's my brother" caused Qing Muye's face to instantly darken. He shot a cold glance at the woman standing beside him, who seemed rather smug.
Her face was clearly different from the 'Meng Jingwei' he knew before, yet Qing Muye didn't feel the slightest bit of discomfort.
Or perhaps, he had suspected Meng Jingwei's connection to the Li family for a long time.
"Miss Meng, Boss he..."
Song Ci, hearing Meng Jingwei's words, understood her meaning. He knew she thought Madam Qing had ordered the boss to find her.
Just as he was about to explain, Qing Muye shot him a chilling glare, a warning look that startled him into silence.
Meng Jingwei looked at Song Ci, "What's wrong with Qing Muye?"
"He..."
Song Ci looked at Qing Muye, thinking of Meng Jingwei's disappearance these past few days. The boss had gone on a business trip to Country C with urgent work, and he had rushed back in just five days.
Then he had sent people to track Meng Jingwei's whereabouts until they learned of this cruise ship's docking location. They had rushed over immediately and successfully rescued her.
However, Song Ci had also never expected that beneath Meng Jingwei's 'ugly' face lay such an incredibly beautiful one.
"N-nothing," Song Ci dared not say more.
Shu Yao walked up to Qing Muye and bowed, "Although you came to save your sister, you also saved me. Thank you."
Qing Muye's handsome face remained indifferent, "I just saved you incidentally. No thanks are needed."
Saying that, he turned to leave.
However, Meng Jingwei's neck was still around his neck. The man pulled her arm, then took her hand, and walked forward with large strides, "Come back with me."
His hot palm enveloped her cool little hand. The intimate contact of skin against skin, Meng Jingwei could even feel the sweat in Qing Muye's palm.
But more so...
"Hey, hey, hey, Qing Muye, let me go, okay? I'm just your god-sister. If others see this, won't they misunderstand?"
She struggled and shook her hand, trying to free herself.
But no matter how she struggled and resisted, she couldn't shake off Qing Muye's hand.
The man stopped his steps, shot her a cold look, and asked in a deep voice, "What? You can even shoot people, and this little thing scares you?"