Shu Yao turned back to look at Qing Si Huai, seeing him sitting on the sofa as steady as Mount Tai. His casual and unrestrained demeanor told her that the two behind her had betrayed her.
"You... I treated you well, why would you betray me?"
Her eyes were bloodshot with anger, and she glared at them fiercely.
Jerry and Eric exchanged glances. Jerry, the blond one, said, "In your words, it's 'people die for wealth, birds die for food.' Mr. Qing's remuneration is tens of times yours."
"Tell me, how much did he give you, and I'll give you double!"
Shu Yao roared.
The two brothers smiled at each other, shaking their heads. Eric said, "We've already betrayed you. If we go back now, wouldn't that be courting death?"
From the moment they made their choice, they knew there was no turning back.
Having sold out Shu Yao, if they were to return to her now, the consequences were predictable.
Shu Yao was going mad. She looked back at Qing Si Huai, "You are truly despicable!"
"It's not me who is despicable, it's you who broke your promise."
Qing Si Huai flicked the ash from his cigarette, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."
After he finished speaking, he gave a look to the man behind Shu Yao.
Shu Yao suddenly felt a sharp pain in her neck, her vision went black, and she collapsed.
Another bodyguard was ready, and the moment Shu Yao fell, he caught the child in her arms.
...
The next day.
Ye Se Apartment.
When Meng Jingwei woke up, Qing Mu Ye had already prepared fresh shrimp congee for her.
Even though the man had congee or simple sandwiches for breakfast every day, she still felt exceptionally happy.
However, in the past few days, Meng Jingwei's appetite had been poor, and she ate very little.
"Come, I prepared fresh shrimp congee for you. You eat first, I'll get you hot milk."
Qing Mu Ye, dressed in home clothes and wearing an apron, had his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He held a spoon in his hand, looking like a grand banquet chef.
But he was even more handsome, especially in this attire, which added a touch of domestic charm, making Meng Jingwei swoon.
"Ah Ye is so handsome today."
She praised him without reservation.
Qing Mu Ye winked at her, "Then I'll permit you to look a few more times."
"Hmph, you show-off."
Meng Jingwei rested her elbows on the table, propping up her chin, her face beaming with joy.
Seeing Qing Mu Ye enter the kitchen, she took a spoonful of the fresh shrimp congee, blew on it, and was about to eat when she suddenly felt a surge of acidity in her stomach, making her want to vomit.
So, she put down the spoon and ran straight to the bathroom.
"Ugh..."
Meng Jingwei clutched her chest and gagged, but the next moment, she quickly covered her mouth.
Something was wrong!
Her period hadn't come for over a month, and now she was gagging. What was going on?
A sudden bad premonition struck her, and she was startled, unable to snap out of it for a while.
The last time she had been intimate with Qing Mu Ye on Mount Qi Ming, she had forgotten to take her medication, and over a month had passed since then.
During this period, her period hadn't come, she had lost her appetite in the past few days, and her stomach had felt acidic from time to time.
At first, she thought it was a stomach problem, but now it seemed...
Could it be... she was pregnant?
Knock, knock, knock—
Qing Mu Ye walked to the outside of the bathroom and knocked on the door, "Silly girl, what's wrong?"
"Ah? Oh, my stomach suddenly hurts."
To cover it up, Meng Jingwei actually unfastened her pants and sat on the toilet.
"Then hurry up, or the congee will get cold."
"Okay, okay."
Meng Jingwei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that she had only gagged a little and Qing Mu Ye hadn't heard it, otherwise, it would have been over.
After staying in the bathroom for a while, Meng Jingwei slowly came out.
Seeing Qing Mu Ye sitting at the dining table eating, she looked troubled.
"If you dawdle any longer, you won't get to eat."
Qing Mu Ye gestured for her to come and eat quickly.
Helplessly, Meng Jingwei walked to the opposite side of Qing Mu Ye, took a spoonful of congee, and forced herself to take a bite, but she didn't dare to chew slowly, for fear of feeling nauseous.
"Is it very bad?"
Qing Mu Ye, sitting opposite her, noticed Meng Jingwei frowning while eating, lowering her head silently, as if preoccupied or as if the congee was unpalatable.
He directly took a spoonful and tasted it, "It's fine."
"Ah?"
Meng Jingwei snapped back to reality and immediately shook her head, "No, no, it's just... my throat is a bit uncomfortable from getting angry."
She couldn't hold it in any longer and put down the spoon, "I'm not eating anymore, my throat hurts so much."
If she ate any more, she would really lose control and vomit.
Qing Mu Ye was so smart, if he figured it out, it would be all over.
"If you don't want to eat, don't. I'll take you to the hospital to get it checked," Qing Mu Ye said as he got up to clear the dishes.
Meng Jingwei got up and shook her head as she cleared the table, refusing, "No need, I'll just buy some medicine for clearing heat at the pharmacy when I pass by. I also need to go find Shu Yao."
As soon as she finished speaking, her phone rang in her pocket.
Meng Jingwei put down the rag she was using to wipe the table, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and looked at her phone. It was Shu Yao calling.
"Shu Yao, I was just about to come find you."
She said.
"No, no need. I'm calling to tell you that I'm about to board a plane."
"Boarding a plane? My flight ticket wasn't until this afternoon. Where are you flying from now?"
After Meng Jingwei spoke, there was a few seconds pause on the other end before she said, "Uh... I'm in Yan City. Yesterday, after the child was sent back, I was worried, so I left overnight for Yan City and then took a plane from here."
"Why did you leave without telling me?" Meng Jingwei's words carried a hint of displeasure.
The other party sighed, "I was just worried."
"Yan City is so far from me, I can't get there now. Hurry up and board the plane. Remember to video call me after you arrive in Country C."
"I've already contacted my parents, they'll be there to pick me up, so don't worry."
After 'Shu Yao' finished speaking, she added, "I'm about to board the plane, so I can't talk anymore. Bye."
Meng Jingwei heard the boarding announcement on the other end of the phone, so she couldn't say anything more, "Then hurry up and board the plane. Have a safe trip."
"Mhm, mhm."
The other party responded and hung up the phone.
Meng Jingwei held her phone, replaying the conversation with Shu Yao, and felt that something was not quite right, but she couldn't pinpoint what it was.
She sat on the chair and let out a long sigh.
Qing Mu Ye, who came out of the kitchen, saw her sighing and said, "How about we move back to the villa?"
He thought Meng Jingwei was a bit tired and made the suggestion.
After all, this apartment was small, and it would be inconvenient if there were more servants.
Meng Jingwei shook her head and refused, "No, I like it here. It feels like home."
The villa was too large, although luxurious, it was empty and exceptionally desolate.
She just wanted to be with Qing Mu Ye, a warm and harmonious life, which was also beautiful, and without any other people disturbing them.
Otherwise, she would feel uncomfortable.
Thinking of this, Meng Jingwei couldn't help but smile, "I've made you suffer with me. You used to live in a big villa with dozens of servants attending to you. Don't you find it inconvenient to do everything yourself here?"