This feeling made her enjoy it inexplicably.
Qing Sih Huai was punched and kicked again. Filled with hatred and rage, he got up and lunged at Meng Jing Wei.
As he kicked, before his foot could touch Meng Jing Wei, she lifted her leg and slammed her heel down hard onto his thigh.
In martial arts, speed is paramount.
Though Qing Sih Huai had some skills, in front of Meng Jing Wei, they were nothing more than flashy moves.
"Oof!"
With her foot descending upon his thigh, Qing Sih Huai's standing leg lost its balance, and he pitched forward. His other leg remained in a forward-kicking position, resulting in him sitting on the ground in a perfect split.
*Crack—*
A crisp sound of bones shifting echoed. Qing Sih Huai's pants ripped with a loud tear, accompanied by his muffled groan. Clutching his groin in pain, his pupils widened, and veins bulged on his forehead.
"Meng Jing Wei, you... you, damn it..."
Qing Sih Huai was in agony.
Especially since Meng Jing Wei had previously crippled him, nearly rendering him useless, and he had only recovered after surgery.
Now, with this split, the bone-piercing, soul-crushing pain was almost enough to destroy him, causing him to suffocate from the pain.
"No matter how capable you are now, you shouldn't be so arrogant in front of A Ye. With your skills, you can't even defeat me, so you definitely shouldn't provoke A Ye!"
Meng Jing Wei left him with these words, then turned and walked to Qing Mu Ye's side, taking his hand. "Let's go."
"Alright."
Qing Mu Ye looked at the woman before him, smiled faintly, and got into the car with her.
The sedan slowly started and then drove away from the old house.
Neither of them glanced at Qing Sih Huai, who was struggling to get up.
The two cars drove down the mountain. In the front car, Qing Mu Ye was driving, and Meng Jing Wei sat in the passenger seat.
The car behind them carried the nanny and the two babies.
"Those two moves just now were very cool."
As he drove, Qing Mu Ye glanced at Meng Jing Wei, a smile playing on his handsome face.
His smile was like a spring breeze, even carrying a hint of doting affection.
Meng Jing Wei leaned back in the passenger seat, looking straight ahead, and sighed. "You've helped me too much with the matters of the hidden clan. If it weren't for those things, Qing Sih Huai wouldn't have gained the upper hand against you now. I can't stand him being so arrogant and triumphant in front of you. He deserved to be taught a lesson."
Today, hitting Qing Sih Huai wasn't just for Qing Mu Ye's sake; it was also partly for Shu Yao.
The man chuckled heartily and said no more.
Meng Jing Wei, however, added, "I also hate Qing Sih Huai. Shu Yao was ruined by him, losing all her fortune. Shu Yao will definitely settle that score personally one day!"
Speaking of this, Meng Jing Wei couldn't help but miss Shu Yao, wondering if she was doing well.
Counting carefully, they hadn't seen each other for over a year.
"Evil will eventually be punished."
Qing Mu Ye comforted Meng Jing Wei.
This sentence was purely to console her.
Because there was also a saying...
'Good people don't live long, while evildoers last for a thousand years.'
About an hour later.
On the way back to Yu Ting Villa, Meng Jing Wei passed by a service hall and went to get her SIM card replaced.
As soon as she inserted the SIM card and turned on the phone, countless notifications flooded in.
Her phone vibrated incessantly.
[Meng Jing Wei, where the hell have you been? You haven't replied to my messages.]
[Reply to my calls when you see this. I've been quite worried about you lately.]
[Where are you? I haven't seen you for over two months.]
[Daughter, call your mom back when you see this. You said you were on a business trip for closed-door training. Mom can't reach you and is very worried.]
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