"Don't you know I'm human, and I have feelings too?"
"But why? I've never disliked you, yet you only have Meng Jingwei in your heart? I'm scared. I'm afraid that now that Qing Muye is dead, you'll have hope for Meng Jingwei again and want to return to her."
"Shrek, it's my fault... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, I love you so much, so much..."
Princess Antina, of noble birth, was the daughter of the head of the Black Hand Syndicate. She was their pampered jewel, admired by countless individuals.
Yet, among the many outstanding men who adored her, she chose Xiao Cheng, never dwelling on his past.
To outsiders, Antina appeared cold and ruthless, yet noble, calm, and wise.
Only when facing Xiao Cheng did her fascination ignite; his silent, profound demeanor captivated her.
Especially the scar on his incredibly handsome face, which instead lent him an air of seasoned composure and maturity, radiating an alluring charm that made her love him to the very core.
Because of this deep-seated love, Antina's affection was also humble.
As Xiao Cheng listened to Antina's confession, his hand, holding a cigarette, trembled slightly. He leaned forward and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.
Then, he abruptly turned, pushed Antina onto the sofa, and leaned down to kiss her lips.
His sudden kiss left Antina stunned, unable to snap out of it for a long time.
Since their marriage, he had maintained a distance from her. Even the kiss on their wedding day was merely a symbolic peck on her forehead, holding her hand.
Their intimacy had always stopped there.
Thus, Xiao Cheng's belated kiss shocked and thrilled Antina. She remained dazed for several seconds before her senses returned, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around Xiao Cheng's neck and kissed him back.
The temperature in the bedroom suddenly rose, a passionate embrace turning into a fiery inferno.
It successfully compensated for the regret in Antina's heart.
Antina believed her confession had moved Xiao Cheng, breaking through his indifference and making him fall for her.
Little did she know, it was Xiao Cheng's disappointment from Meng Jingwei's deception that, in stark contrast to Antina's kindness, made him momentarily soften and pity Antina, thereby 'fulfilling' her.
Yipin Residence.
When Meng Jingwei was carried back to her room by Qing Muye, her body had already returned to normal, and she could move freely.
However, Qing Muye held Meng Jingwei's hand tightly, unwilling to let go.
"A Ye, I'm fine."
She gently pushed Qing Muye's hand away and walked to the table to sit down. As she was about to pour herself some water, Qing Muye had already grabbed the kettle and poured a cup of warm water for Meng Jingwei. "Drink some water."
"Mhm."
Meng Jingwei picked up the cup and drank the water, but her gaze was fixed on the cup on the table, lost in thought.
She even held the cup to her lips and tilted it, trying to drink the water, without noticing that the cup was empty.
Qing Muye saw her dazed state, his brow furrowed. "Is Xiao Cheng that important to you?"
The man was consumed by jealousy.
Meng Jingwei snapped back to reality, put down the cup in her hand, and lowered her head, sighing. "I deceived him."
"So, if you had another chance, would you choose to tell him the truth?" he retorted.
Meng Jingwei shook her head. "I don't know."
Xiao Cheng and Qing Muye harbored a deep hatred for each other. Yet, one was her beloved husband, and the other was Xiao Cheng, who had helped her. She truly didn't know what to do.
"Get some good rest. I'm going out."
Qing Muye turned and walked towards the door.
Meng Jingwei's nerves tightened, and she abruptly stood up, grabbing Qing Muye's hand. "Let Xiao Cheng go!"
She anxiously pleaded for Xiao Cheng.
The man stopped walking, his expression instantly darkening. He slowly turned back. "What did you say?"