Perhaps fearing Shu Yao wouldn't believe her, Meng Jingwei rolled up her sleeves and revealed the gash she had sustained that day.
The wound was bandaged, but Meng Jingwei directly unwrapped it, revealing a long cut that had required five or six stitches, resembling a centipede.
"I only injured my hand, but Xiao Cheng wasn't as fortunate as I. I accidentally injured his face, and it will likely leave him disfigured. My master arrived in time to save me, crippled one of his legs, and he's still in the hospital."
Meng Jingwei re-wrapped the bandage and told Shu Yao, "If I didn't care about you, I would have let you be with Qing Sihua. I warned you many times, but you never believed me. I've been trying to find evidence all this time, and I hadn't even had a chance to show it to you. I was just about to tell you the truth when you became pregnant."
"I... I..."
The sheer volume of information overwhelmed Shu Yao's mind, leaving her utterly dazed.
There was no time for her to space out, so Meng Jingwei grabbed her hand. "Hurry, let's go down the stairs. Otherwise, it won't be so easy for us to leave later."
"Why?" Shu Yao was quite confused.
"Because the child in your belly is the best bargaining chip." Meng Jingwei firmly clasped Shu Yao's hand and led her down the stairs quickly.
Fortunately, Shu Yao didn't live on a high floor, and taking the stairs would prevent Qing Sihua from discovering them.
Meng Jingwei led Shu Yao, and they walked downstairs. Throughout the entire process, Shu Yao's mind was blank.
As they walked, she suddenly stopped.
Meng Jingwei, unable to pull her along, turned back and saw Shu Yao leaning on the banister, standing still and looking down at Meng Jingwei on the steps below.
"Hurry up, why are you standing here?" Meng Jingwei asked with a frown.
Shu Yao struggled to pull her hand free from Meng Jingwei's grasp, shook her head, and said, "He, him and Xiao Cheng treating you this way is very wrong, but Ah Huai has always been good to me. He hasn't hurt me, and I... I think he must love me."
Meng Jingwei: "..."
Her mind went blank for a moment. Meng Jingwei looked up at Shu Yao on the stairs in disbelief, her brow furrowed tightly. She stared at her for a long time.
"Are you crazy? Is there something wrong with your brain? How can you possibly tell that Qing Sihua truly loves you? I swear..."
She couldn't help but want to curse, but she held back the words that reached her lips.
"Meng Jingwei, I should believe you, but Ah Huai said he loves me. Furthermore, he chose to be with me even though he knew I was Anthony's fiancée, and he bore all the pressure alone. I should believe him even more! Although I don't know why Ah Huai is like this towards you, I'll talk to him and ask him to treat you as a friend from now on."
Shu Yao spoke slowly, as if she were deeply stimulated and still hadn't calmed down, even the words she spoke didn't seem convincing to herself.
Meng Jingwei clenched her fists, pointed at Shu Yao, and said, "Did a donkey kick your brain? If Qing Sihua truly loved you, why hasn't he come forward and announced your relationship? Why hasn't he told Anthony yet? Where do you get this unexplainable confidence that he truly loves you?"
She paused and then pressed on, "I'll ask you one question: are you coming or not?"
At this moment, Shu Yao could clearly feel Meng Jingwei's anger, and knew she might explode at any moment.
"Weiwei, I really do believe you..."
Shu Yao said slowly.
Her words lacked conviction.
"Yes, you believe me, but you also believe Qing Sihua!"
She let out a helpless scoff. "You're not leaving? Fine, then I'm leaving. Shu Yao, remember this: if you regret it one day, don't blame me for not saving you."
Foolishness always came with a price.
Meng Jingwei had also been foolish once, and she had paid a heavy price.
She knew Shu Yao was a good girl and genuinely wanted to help her, but she hadn't expected Shu Yao to be so stubborn.
She couldn't figure out what kind of spell Qing Sihua had cast on her.
With that, Meng Jingwei turned to leave.
Shu Yao immediately stepped forward, "Weiwei, I..."
She was still hesitant.
Meng Jingwei stopped again, turned back, and looked directly at her with cold eyes, saying sternly, "I'll ask you one last time: are you coming or not?"
"I, I don't know... I just think Ah Huai can't be that bad."
"Does a bad person wear it on their face?"
Meng Jingwei was furious. Seeing her agonizing indecision, she directly grabbed her hand and led her downstairs.
Shu Yao was like a puppet, led by her.
By the time they reached the ground floor, Meng Jingwei peeked outside, confirming that Qing Sihua and any suspicious individuals were not present.
"Let's go quickly, no one's here."
Meng Jingwei whispered, urging her, and then pulled Shu Yao outside quickly, in a great hurry.
However, just as they reached the outside of the building, a voice called out from behind them...
"Yaoyao, you're just leaving with her like that?"
It was Qing Sihua's voice.
As the two turned around, they saw Qing Sihua standing with his hands behind his back, several bodyguards behind him.
Qing Sihua, dressed in a sapphire blue suit and a trench coat, tilted his head as he looked at Shu Yao. His handsome face, adorned with a short beard, curved into a wicked smile, both sexy and enchanting, yet subtly radiating a dangerous aura.
"Ah Huai?"
Shu Yao called out Qing Sihua's name, involuntarily releasing Meng Jingwei's hand. She looked at him with complex emotions. "Why did you team up with Xiao Cheng to bully Weiwei? You knew she was my friend."
Facing Shu Yao's questioning, Qing Sihua maintained his composed smile. "Little Yaoyao, I am the one closest to you, the father of the child in your belly. Who do you choose to believe, her or me?"
Clever people are adept at exploiting others' emotions, especially Qing Sihua, who could easily grasp Shu Yao's vulnerability.
Indeed, after hearing his words, Shu Yao wavered.
"I..."
She looked at Meng Jingwei, then at Qing Sihua, unsure who to believe.
"Of course, I believe you, but... I also believe Weiwei." Shu Yao nervously tugged at the hem of her clothes, her gaze falling on the bodyguards behind Qing Sihua. She pointed at them and questioned, "Then can you explain what those people behind you are doing?"
"Xiao Cheng is a wolf in sheep's clothing. He's so close to that little girl, yet he dared to lay a hand on her. Aren't I worried that Xiao Cheng might set his sights on you? I'm concerned for your safety."
Qing Sihua's explanation was plausible and logical.
This was exactly what Meng Jingwei feared most.
Although she knew that Qing Sihua and Xiao Cheng were working together, she had no concrete evidence to prove their conspiracy.
Shu Yao remained silent, seemingly pondering the truthfulness of Qing Sihua's words.
Qing Sihua shifted his gaze to Meng Jingwei. "Little girl, you keep saying that Xiao Cheng and I conspired to frame you. Where's your evidence?"
"Uncle Seven is intelligent and meticulous, and he does things so flawlessly. How could he leave any traces?"