Ultimately, it was she who asked the question she shouldn't have.
"Let's not see each other again. Antina treats you very well; cherish him." Her tone was heavy.
"That depends on fate."
Xiao Cheng replied carelessly and then sat opposite Meng Jingwei, drinking quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, as Meng Jingwei was drowsily drifting off, she felt her body suddenly lighten. She instinctively wanted to resist, but then heard Xiao Cheng say, "Don't move."
He carried her to bed, then tucked her in. "Sleep, I'm leaving."
Xiao Cheng knew Meng Jingwei was highly skilled, but seeing her sitting opposite him, so drowsy yet maintaining her guard and vigilance, felt like a nail driven deep into his heart, piercing every nerve with pain.
Meng Jingwei, who had felt so sleepy her eyelids were heavy as lead, was now instantly awake.
Lying on the bed, she looked at Xiao Cheng, who stood in the darkness. "Mm… goodbye."
Never to meet again.
Meng Jingwei bid him farewell without hesitation. Xiao Cheng froze for a few seconds, a faint self-mockery emanating from his nostrils. He strode away.
Despite his profound disappointment, he closed the door very gently.
Meng Jingwei didn't think much about how Xiao Cheng had entered the room.
If he wanted to come in, no one could stop him.
So, she fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, after getting up, Meng Jingwei went to find Chu Xue, but her room was empty.
Upon calling, she learned Chu Xue had gone to find Han Junyan again.
With nothing pressing, Meng Jingwei found Lu Sen and visited the branch of the private detective agency established in Country C, discussing future operational plans with him.
Only as the sun began to set did she take a car back to the hotel.
Just then, her phone rang in her pocket.
Taking out her phone, she saw it was Song Ci.
"Song..."
"Young Madam, we found him! We found him! We found the boss!"
As soon as the call was connected, Song Ci's excited voice came through the phone, his voice hoarse from extreme excitement.
Meng Jingwei's indifferent expression was instantly replaced by incredulous joy upon hearing Song Ci's words, her dim eyes, as if covered in dust, becoming clear.
She sat up straighter, incredibly excited. "You mean A Ye? You found him?"
"Yes. We just received word that he was found in a small town in Jiangnan. Young Madam, when are you returning?" Song Ci was ecstatic, wishing he could immediately rush to Qing Muye's side to see him.
"Keep this matter confidential for now. I'll return immediately."
Meng Jingwei hung up the phone and immediately logged into the ticketing app. By chance, there was a flight departing in an hour and forty-five minutes.
She booked her ticket and said to the taxi driver, "Please turn around and head to the airport, thank you."
"Okay, no problem, ma'am."
The taxi driver turned around at the intersection ahead and drove directly towards the airport.
Her passport and ID were in her backpack. The things left in the hotel were not important; all she wanted now was to return home immediately.
Sitting in the car, she looked out the window. Although it was a foreign land, Meng Jingwei found the evening scenery as beautiful as a painting, inexplicably bringing a hint of warmth to her heart.
Happy, excited, yet also vaguely afraid.
He had been missing for three months with no news. Now that there was finally news, Meng Jingwei felt a mix of elation and anxiety.
"Excuse me, could you please drive a bit faster?"
"Ma'am, even if we drive faster, we have to obey traffic rules."
The taxi driver glared at her through the rearview mirror, his face showing obvious displeasure.
He likely found such "unreasonable" people commonplace.
"I'm rushing for a flight, and if I'm late, it will delay many things. Thank you, please," Meng Jingwei said, opening her backpack and taking out a wad of cash. She leaned forward and placed the money on the passenger seat. "Please."