While everything had a trace to follow, there was ultimately no solid evidence.
"So, it's all speculation?"
"Whether it's speculation or not, Seventh Uncle knows better than I do. Conversely, I don't have enough evidence to prove you and Xiao Cheng are in cahoots, but you also don't have enough evidence to prove your 'innocence'."
Meng Jingwei watched Qing Si Huai with composure, always feeling that this man was too hypocritical, but she had to admit that he remained calm in the face of adversity and didn't betray his emotions, making it difficult to fathom his thoughts.
"The pure are naturally pure. If Little Sister doesn't trust me, what's the point of explaining further?" Qing Si Huai spread his hands and sighed helplessly, "Yaoyao, I know you are friends with Little Sister, and I don't want to make things difficult for you. I'll leave these people here to take care of you, and I'll be going now."
A self-deprecating smile touched his lips, as if mocking his own 'foolish devotion'.
Look, he cared so much about her, Shu Yao, yet Shu Yao still doubted him.
Qing Si Huai strode towards the door. As he passed Shu Yao, he paused, his gaze unconsciously falling on her abdomen, finally saying, "Take good care of yourself. Rest assured, I won't let Anthony find you."
As the last word faded, the man withdrew his gaze and, without a backward glance, departed resolutely.
This scene was observed by Meng Jingwei. Meng Jingwei glanced at Shu Yao's anxious expression and shook her head almost imperceptibly.
She knew that all her previous words to Shu Yao had been in vain.
It was all because Qing Si Huai was too adept at manipulating people's hearts, and a consummate 'actor' at that, portraying the sense of loss of a man 'who was not trusted' with utmost perfection.
With such brilliant acting skills, it would be a great loss to the entertainment industry if he didn't become an actor.
This thought flashed through Meng Jingwei's mind, and in the next moment, she saw Shu Yao running towards Qing Si Huai, grabbing his hand, "Ah Huai, don't go, I... I believe you."
Perhaps love made people lose their way.
Shu Yao liked Qing Si Huai, and when choosing between love and friendship, her unborn child also played a part...
In this round, Qing Si Huai had a sure win.
In the darkness, the streetlights in the community cast a dim glow on the man, making him appear even more solitary and desolate in the biting cold night.
He stopped, letting Shu Yao pull his hand, but he didn't turn back.
"Xiao Cheng did many despicable and shameless things to Wei Wei. As her friend, it's natural for me to be angry and suspicious. Wei Wei is the victim, and it's normal for her to misunderstand you. Can you not be angry?"
Shu Yao stood behind Qing Si Huai, her posture one of humble pleading, a far cry from the pride Meng Jingwei had first seen in her.
Qing Si Huai did not turn back, ruthlessly shaking off Shu Yao's hand, and strode out of the community.
Seeing his determination to leave, Shu Yao became instantly anxious, afraid he would break up with her out of anger.
She immediately chased after him, grabbed Qing Si Huai's hand, and directly moved in front of him, blocking his path. She hugged him tightly, "Ah Huai, I'm sorry, please don't be like this, okay? I was wrong, I really shouldn't have doubted you. You are the father of my unborn child, how can I not believe you? I was too foolish."
As Shu Yao spoke, she couldn't help but choke up, her eyes turning red.
Her sad and pitiable appearance made her seem foolish and lovable.
Qing Si Huai looked down at her in his arms, his left hand weaving through her hair, gently stroking her long hair, and said in a slightly reproachful tone, "Have we known each other for a short time? So short that you don't trust me at all? Have you forgotten how I saved you when Anthony wanted to take you back to Country C? Have you forgotten the happy times at Wansheng Ski Resort? Or do you think I don't love you enough?"
Leaning in his embrace, Shu Yao was both nervous and fearful, afraid that Qing Si Huai would leave and never return.
Like a little woman, she nodded, pouting aggrievedly, "Yes, Ah Huai, you're right, it's my fault. I shouldn't have doubted you. Can you not be angry and forgive me this once?"
Shu Yao raised her right index finger, forming a 'one', her expression sincere, adorably pleasing.
Qing Si Huai's stern face immediately broke into a smile, "You really are a little fool."
He gently patted her head and pulled her into his arms again, "No, how could I hold a grudge against my cutest Princess Yao Yao?"
The little woman, held in his arms, was immersed in a passionate romantic atmosphere, her mind clouded by sweet love, completely oblivious to his gradually fading smile and the sudden ferocity and gloom in his eyes.
Meng Jingwei, standing by, felt like an outsider, knowing that staying any longer would be futile.
After all, she had tried her best.
Just as Shu Yao was leaning in Qing Si Huai's embrace, Meng Jingwei walked towards the exit.
As she passed Qing Si Huai, she subconsciously glanced at him and saw a triumphant smile on the man's mature and sexy face. He raised his eyebrows again, as if mocking Meng Jingwei's 'meddling'.
His expression was so detestable that Meng Jingwei felt like taking off her shoe and throwing it directly at his face.
Damn it, an actor!
Leaving the community, Meng Jingwei got into her car and drove away.
Ring ring ring—
Her phone rang.
She took out her phone and saw it was Qing Mu Ye's call.
Meng Jingwei pulled her car over, adjusted her emotions, and answered, "Awake?"
"Having breakfast. How about you, are you asleep?"
Still that magnetic and pleasant voice, capable of reaching into the very bones of one's soul.
Meng Jingwei's bad mood was somewhat alleviated by Qing Mu Ye's unexpected call.
She said, "I was just about to rest. Are you comfortable there?"
"Everything is going smoothly."
Qing Mu Ye paused intentionally after speaking and added, "It's just not being used to not having you."
"When did you become so good at flirting? We've only been together for a few days, can you speak from the heart?"
Meng Jingwei teased him.
The man on the other end chuckled, his laughter surprisingly hearty and pleasant.
"I've recalled Song Ci. He will protect you from now on. You can ask him to do anything."
Ever since Song Ci misunderstood Meng Jingwei last time, even complaining to Qing Mu Ye that Meng Jingwei was 'ungrateful', he was then 'exiled' to Wuming Island.
Qing Mu Ye had originally intended for Song Ci to train on Wuming Island for a few months, but this time when he left the country, he couldn't shake his worry for Meng Jingwei, so he recalled Song Ci to protect Meng Jingwei round-the-clock.
"Forget it, I wouldn't dare trouble Song Ci that much." She teased him intentionally, "Just kidding. Don't worry, I'm fine. My Master came to Lancheng today. With Master protecting me from now on, aren't you reassured?"
"Master is here, where are you staying?"
"A hotel."
"Mm, take good care of yourself. I'll be busy these few days and might not be able to contact you."
"Then you go ahead and be busy, don't worry about me."
After a few more pleasantries, they hung up the phone.
Meng Jingwei drove back to the hotel and called her private investigator. She inquired about the situation in the community, and when the investigator said everything was fine, Meng Jingwei finally felt at ease.