Xiao Cheng had been despicable to her before, but after that, Xiao Cheng seemed to be trying his best to make amends, and Meng Jingwei saw it all.
Therefore, her feelings towards Xiao Cheng were also extremely complex; she was wary yet somehow always felt inexplicably at ease.
Qing Muye noticed Meng Jingwei's pained expression and turned to look at Xiao Cheng, "Thank you for saving Awei."
He had always been clear about his love and hate.
The conflict or hatred between him and Xiao Cheng was a separate matter from Xiao Cheng saving Meng Jingwei.
"Get out! Take her and get out of here!"
Xiao Cheng, suppressing his emotions to an extreme, gritted his teeth and said.
"Who do you think you are, telling us to..."
"Shut up!"
Tang Si was displeased with Xiao Cheng's attitude and retorted, but before he could finish, Qing Muye rebuked him.
Then, Qing Muye bent down, picked up Meng Jingwei, and walked towards the exit.
Leaning in Qing Muye's arms, Meng Jingwei's gaze remained on Xiao Cheng, a surge of sourness welling up in her heart, making her feel very guilty.
Xiao Cheng's gaze was cold. He turned, walked to the living room window, silently took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it, and began to smoke.
Meng Jingwei looked at his back, feeling a sense of desolation and loneliness, and her heart ached.
The three of them went downstairs, left the hotel, and drove towards Yipinju.
As soon as they left, a car stopped at the hotel entrance. A person got out and slammed the car door shut in anger.
After going upstairs, they appeared outside Xiao Cheng's suite and knocked on the door impatiently.
Xiao Cheng, with a cigarette in his mouth, slowly turned around, walked to the door, and opened it.
As soon as he clearly saw the person standing outside the door, he was slapped hard across the face, turning his head to the side, the pain burning his cheek.
By inertia, Xiao Cheng's bangs were swept aside, falling messily onto his forehead.
The cigarette in his mouth was also knocked to the ground. The ember briefly flared, and then the spark gradually dimmed.
"Schlick, are you crazy? For that bitch Meng Jingwei, you dare to hit Anthony? Do you want to kill me and my daddy!"
Antina was furious, her eyes red.
Not from grievance, but from anger.
Her heart and eyes were full of Xiao Cheng. She had saved him from dire straits, brought him to the castle, made him a great general under her father, and even married him.
But he, in his heart, only had Meng Jingwei!
"Heh."
Xiao Cheng's tongue prodded his burning left cheek. He didn't get angry but instead smiled sinisterly.
He raised his eyes and looked at Antina with a cold gaze, "Well slapped."
He turned around, walked to the living room sofa, and silently smoked his cigarette.
From beginning to end, he had no intention of giving Antina any explanation, nor did he wish to say an extra word.
Seeing Xiao Cheng sitting on the sofa in a daze, smoking and remaining silent, his demeanor filled with sorrow, made Antina regret it immensely and also feel heartbroken.
She raised her right hand, which had just hit Xiao Cheng. Her palm still felt scorching hot, indicating the force she had used.
He was the man she loved with all her heart, yet he never loved her.
Antina paused for a long moment, walked in, and closed the living room door.
She sat down beside Xiao Cheng, raised her hand, and covered his cheek. Her fingers gently traced the five clear red finger marks, and she felt a tightness in her throat, a painful ache. "It's my fault. Just now... I was impulsive. It must have hurt a lot, right?"
Overly concerned for Xiao Cheng, Antina didn't realize her voice had become hoarse.
Xiao Cheng didn't answer Antina's question. He continued to smoke one cigarette after another, staring straight ahead, his eyes empty and devoid of light.
Antina reached out and hugged Xiao Cheng, resting her head on his shoulder. "I shouldn't have hit you. I'm truly sorry. I... I just love you too much, I care about you too much. We've been together for so long, and you've never said 'I love you,' nor have you ever touched me. Even when kissing, you wouldn't."