Her deep eyes were filled with remorse, "Actually, a thousand words are not important. What's important is..."
Antina pursed her lips, her brow furrowed, as if the next words were difficult to utter.
Xiao Cheng met her gaze for a long time. Seeing her red lips part slightly, he softly said, "If Meng Jingwei dies, you will definitely suffer for a lifetime. I... I don't want to see you in unbearable pain."
'If Meng Jingwei dies, you will definitely suffer for a lifetime. I don't want to see you in unbearable pain.'
These earth-shattering words were hard to believe coming from Antina.
Xiao Cheng's ice-frozen heart gradually developed cracks, bringing a trace of warmth to his chest.
It was like being in the polar ice caps, enduring the torment of despair every day, and Antina's sudden appearance dragged him out of the bitter cold, giving him the breath of life.
When a person has experienced too much devastation from wind and rain, even a sliver of warmth felt by a heart riddled with holes will be infinitely magnified.
Xiao Cheng was accustomed to Antina's spoiled and willful nature. Her sudden understanding and consideration made him incredulous and even more unaccustomed.
The man's thin lips pressed into a straight line. He looked down at the woman before him, utterly speechless.
"Are you listening to me?"
After Antina had finished speaking, seeing no reaction from Xiao Cheng for a long time, she shook his arm and pressed him.
"The person behind your father is Joey Niebel William. Do you understand?"
He reminded Antina to clarify her stance. Helping Meng Jingwei would indirectly make an enemy of her father and would also offend Joey Niebel William.
"I don't care, and I can't control other things," Antina said, her mood complex. "Now, at this very moment, I just want to help you."
"No need!"
Xiao Cheng refused decisively. "The best help you can give me is to keep this a secret."
Although Antina's words deeply moved Xiao Cheng, he didn't want to incur a debt of gratitude.
Purely financial debts were easy to repay, but debts of gratitude were the hardest to repay.
He worried that Antina might use this matter as leverage in the future, threatening or forcing him to do something, which would be problematic.
Antina thought for a moment and nodded. "Deal!"
After careful consideration, this method was probably the best choice. Antina wouldn't have to worry about the repercussions of betraying her father, and her mood lightened accordingly.
Lan Cheng.
A villa.
Tang Nian had also been awake all night, pacing back and forth in the living room, waiting for news from Meng Jingwei.
At that moment, a servant rushed in. "President Tang, we have news from that side. Qing Sihui has kidnapped Meng Jingwei's father and is threatening Meng Jingwei to sell Zhuo Rui Technology to him at a low price."
Upon hearing this, Tang Nian frowned slightly, his hands behind his back, and he pondered. "Qing Sihui is quite bold. Taking advantage of Qing Muye's absence from Lan Cheng, he's coveting his assets."
He murmured, then asked, "Have you found out where Qing Muye is?"
Zhuo Rui Technology was about to be auctioned. Although Qing Muye's commercial empire had already collapsed, Qing Muye's departure from Lan Cheng at this moment inevitably made one suspect he had a backup plan.
"According to reliable sources, Qing Muye was kidnapped after going to Country C. Meng Jingwei and his brothers have been sending people out to search, but there's no news."
Tang Nian's subordinate reported truthfully.
"Kidnapped?"
Tang Nian's brow furrowed deeply. He pondered but couldn't figure out who the mastermind behind the scenes was, or who harbored such deep hatred for Qing Muye.