"I know, you went to find Anthony."
Meng Jingwei's back was to Qing Muyue, her hands holding his injured one, afraid to move lest she hurt him.
"Did you go to see Xiao Cheng?" Qing Muyue was very perceptive.
When she left, Meng Jingwei had repeatedly pleaded for Xiao Cheng, but now she was certain he had gone to find Anthony, which meant she either went to see Xiao Cheng or had called him.
"I'm sorry, I was narrow-minded and misunderstood you."
If one is wrong, one should admit it.
Meng Jingwei knew she had misunderstood Qing Muyue and should apologize to him.
"It's alright."
He gently kissed the top of her head. "Xiao Cheng saved you, I won't kill him. But..." The man paused. "If he insists on courting death, I hope you won't blame me."
"Okay."
Meng Jingwei responded helplessly.
Their relationship was like a Gordian knot; it was better not to inquire about it.
Sensing Meng Jingwei's low mood, Qing Muyue probably guessed something and only said, "Get some sleep, it's late."
They slept embraced, but with heavy hearts, both staying up very late.
Before long, the east began to show the white of dawn. When Meng Jingwei opened her eyes, Qing Muyue had already left.
She rolled over and buried her head to sleep.
Bang bang bang—
After an unknown amount of time, someone was knocking heavily on the door, waking her up.
She lazily sat up in bed. "Stop knocking."
She got up, put on her slippers, walked to the door, and opened it. Frowning, she glared at He Xiaomingjin standing at the door. "Knocking incessantly, are you crazy?"
She had slept too late yesterday and had also drunk alcohol, feeling only a throbbing headache.
"Hehehe, I was just afraid you'd sleep through the day," He Xiaomingjin chuckled, then his eyes lit up. "That's right, something big has happened. I just got news that Anthony had his left hand cut off last night. The suspect is said to be Xiao Cheng. He's already been arrested by Anthony."
"Anthony had his hand cut off?"
Meng Jingwei was shocked.
"Yes, it was Xiao Cheng. I heard Xiao Cheng also hit Anthony yesterday, seemingly because Anthony coveted his wife."
He Xiaomingjin was not clear about what happened last night, merely passing on what he had heard.
Therefore, he conveyed an untrue situation to Meng Jingwei.
"Xiao Cheng was arrested?"
Last night, Qing Muyue had returned injured.
It was obvious he had gone to settle scores with Anthony, but seeing him unharmed, and thinking he would be wary of Anthony's status, he probably only intended to teach him a lesson. But he never expected Qing Muyue to actually chop off Anthony's left hand.
And Anthony thought the person who cut him yesterday was Xiao Cheng, so he had Xiao Cheng arrested?
"Yes, he was arrested," He Xiaomingjin nodded.
Soon, he noticed Meng Jingwei's expression was not right and asked with concern, "Sister Weiwei, are you alright? Your complexion doesn't look right."
"No, it's nothing."
Meng Jingwei waved her hand. "I'm going to change clothes."
She turned back to her room, closed the door, and changed her clothes while thinking about the matter of Anthony.
After a while, having changed and washed up, she went downstairs.
Several people were already sitting in the dining room, with breakfast still prepared by Qing Muyue.
Meng Jingwei walked over, sat beside Qing Muyue, gave him a meaningful look, and then said to Old Tou, "I told you yesterday to get a new chef, don't forget."
"Oh, Sister Weiwei, why are you so fond of Tie Zhuzi?"
He Xiaomingjin pouted. "By seniority, you should call me Master. After all, I teach you every day, so you should care more about me."