Xiao Cheng walked beside Antina, his handsome face downcast, devoid of its usual radiance.
Seeing Xiao Cheng’s dispirited demeanor, Antina couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Even her gaze towards him held a hint of guilt, and her words were spoken with caution, "Cheng, are you in a bad mood?"
In the past, she had called him 'Shrek.' Later, she grew accustomed to his Chinese name, and finally, she learned to use the affectionate term used by Chinese people, calling him 'Cheng.'
Xiao Cheng was dressed in camouflage pants and a black vest, accentuating his firm chest and enviable biceps. His handsome features and his mature, steady face could be described as walking pheromones.
The youthful vibrancy had faded from his face, replaced by a reserved silence honed by the passage of time, making him appear even more aloof.
"No."
Xiao Cheng shook his head, his messy, side-swept hair moving with the wind, adding a touch of dashing elegance.
"I know you're still angry with me." Antina frowned, her heart wrestling with itself before she finally spoke, "If you don't want this child, I'll send her away after she's born. Then, we can have our own baby, okay?"
She was several months pregnant now, and the child would be born soon.
Xiao Cheng looked at Antina's protruding abdomen, his brow furrowed with an unshakeable melancholy, "The child is innocent."
The child was indeed innocent. Since heaven had given it life, it should be raised well.
After all…
Whether Antina bore his child or not was no longer important.
"Take good care of yourself and stop overthinking," Xiao Cheng averted his gaze and continued walking, saying as he went, "Since I've returned, I won't leave again."
Even if he wanted to escape, he seemed to have no place to hide, no matter how far he went.
"Really?"
Antina's eyes lit up. She immediately stood in front of Xiao Cheng, taking his hands. Her bright, cerulean eyes looked up at him, "Are you truly willing to settle down with me?"
Xiao Cheng looked at the woman before him with a blank expression. Perhaps it was due to the long years, but he had become adept at wearing a false mask. He smiled, "Of course."
"Cheng, thank you."
Antina, usually strong, had tears welling up in her eyes. She threw her arms around his neck, "Thank you for not holding grudges. I'll tell my father to let you start managing the family business. From now on, what's mine will be yours."
While Antina was immersed in her self-感动, Xiao Cheng stood there mechanically, his gaze fixed on the two Maybachs slowly entering the castle square.
Who were they?
Although Flack Street's status was special, and the people coming to see him were naturally wealthy and noble, Xiao Cheng recognized the license plates of these two Maybachs.
Furthermore, he knew that the people inside the cars were extremely mysterious.
"Cheng? Cheng? Xiao Cheng?"
Suddenly, the woman in his arms shook his arm. Following Xiao Cheng's gaze, she looked at the passing cars, "What are you looking at?"
Xiao Cheng snapped back to reality, "Nothing. Shall we take a stroll in the back garden?"
He voluntarily took her hand and led Antina towards the back garden.
Walking along the cobblestone path, Antina talked incessantly to Xiao Cheng about their future and her aspirations. Xiao Cheng responded intermittently.
After about twenty minutes of strolling, Xiao Cheng suddenly said to Antina, "Sit here for a while. I need to go to the restroom; my stomach feels uncomfortable."
Antina glanced at Xiao Cheng, not thinking much of it. She nodded, "You go ahead. I'll take a rest too."