He gently laid her on the bed, then stood up and pressed down, kissing her lips lightly.
Shu Yao rolled her eyes at him, pouting her small lips haughtily, "I'm injured, and you show no mercy to a damsel in distress?"
"It hurts, of course I cherish you."
Qing Sihuai had already lifted her clothes, his slightly rough fingertips covering the soft, round flesh. He pinched it in a playful punishment, "I'll be gentler."
"Really?"
"Of course."
"Hmph, you men are all driven by your lower halves."
"Not at all. Don't I always bring our Princess Yao Yao along for the pleasure?" He roughly pulled away her clothes, burying his face in the cleavage between her breasts, kissing it and smiling wickedly, "So, you're saying it's not pleasurable enough?"
"You always wear me out so much that I have no strength left, and you still have the nerve to say that." She feigned haughtiness and snorted coldly.
Qing Sihuai burst into laughter, "Alright, alright, Princess Yao Yao isn't wronged anymore. I promise to be gentler later."
Immersed in his sweet words, Shu Yao's smile blossomed like a flower.
Before long, lewd sounds emanated from the private room, and the air was filled with an lingering atmosphere of sensuality.
...
Down the mountain, in the car.
Meng Jingwei sat in the car, treating Pei Ying's wound, bandaging and stopping the bleeding.
Pei Ying's condition had slightly stabilized. Leaning against the seat, she asked weakly, "What's going on with Shu Yao?"
Her sudden 'betrayal' was completely unexpected.
"I don't know."
Meng Jingwei, while packing up the gauze, said, "Her personality has changed a lot since she returned this time, but she's still the same as before, unwilling to discuss anything with me. As for whether she's truly betraying us, I can't conclude yet."
"Then what should we do?" Pei Ying asked, feeling uneasy.
"We can only send people to approach her discreetly and test her. Moreover, if she is indeed feigning betrayal, she should find a way to inform us."
"That makes sense."
"Dong Kui, drive faster." Meng Jingwei patted the driver's seat, urging Wei Dong Kui.
She was worried about Pei Ying's injury, fearing that if she delayed any longer, Pei Ying might collapse.
"Yes, yes, Young Madam." Wei Dong Kui nodded, accelerating towards the hospital.
After putting the first-aid kit aside, Meng Jingwei remembered the missed calls from the old house.
She took out her phone, slid to unlock it. The missed call was from Xiao Cheng.
Xiao Cheng?
Her willow-like eyebrows furrowed slightly, wondering why Xiao Cheng was calling at this time.
Didn't he choose to leave?
Meng Jingwei hesitated whether to call back, her finger sliding on the phone, and she saw an unread message.
She tapped on the message; it was also from Xiao Cheng.
A long text message. When Meng Jingwei saw names like 'Arlo Kogsoll' and 'Joey Niebel William', her heartstrings suddenly tensed, and her breathing even skipped a beat.
"Miss Meng, are you alright?"
Pei Ying noticed Meng Jingwei stiffen abruptly and her expression turn grim, so she asked with concern.
"Xiao Cheng said Mu Ye's plan has been leaked. Antina's father and Anthony's brother want to wait until after we sign with Qing Sihuai before cooperating with Arlo Kogsoll for them."
She stated it concisely.
"What?" Wei Dong Kui looked at Meng Jingwei through the rearview mirror, "The plan leaked? Good heavens, it's a good thing we didn't sign the contract with Qing Sihuai just now. In that case, Shu Yao helped us in a way."
"Yes, Miss Meng." Pei Ying echoed.
Meng Jingwei's emotions were complicated. Holding her phone, she turned her head to look out the car window.
Time ticked by, and the auction was about to start. With the plan suddenly disrupted, what should she do?