Tang Si stammered out the truth.
Upon hearing him say "hit in the chest," Meng Jingwei’s entire body trembled, her hair standing on end, an uncontrollable panic and unease washing over her.
She turned her head to look out the window, not wanting them to notice the pained expression on her face, and then asked, "What happened next?"
"We were attacked from both sides, and my older brother and I trusted Song Jun too much. By the time we realized, Song Jun had already fled. Later, we took my brother away from the hotel, but Anthony's men, who were positioned on the perimeter, pursued us relentlessly. Eventually, the car plunged into the river on Riverside Avenue. We... we..."
At this point, Tang Si choked up, his fists clenched, his eyes red. He was unable to speak.
Han Yu, standing behind him, walked over and patted Tang Si's shoulder, speaking to Meng Jingwei with composure. "We've already secretly mobilized people to search for the second brother with all our might. You... don't be too sad. You're pregnant, so you must take care of yourself."
Han Yu was a police officer. He thought that after experiencing so many life-and-death situations, he would be unaffected. However, after experiencing it firsthand, he still felt overwhelmed to the point of collapse.
"Mhm, no rush, take your time searching."
Meng Jingwei secretly let out a sigh of relief, easing the ache in her eyes. She turned back to them with forced strength, saying, "As long as we don't see a body, it means he's still alive."
Her voice was soft, like the gentle gurgling of a stream from a mountain spring, soft and slow.
Though she appeared calm, upon closer inspection, her delicate, fair, yet slightly haggard face was filled with a forced, feigned composure.
"Little Chili, I truly admire you."
Tang Si gave Meng Jingwei a thumbs-up. "Don't worry, we won't let you down. We will find the second brother."
"Thank you for your hard work. Ah Ye is fortunate to have you all."
Meng Jingwei was deeply grateful.
The three of them hadn't expected Meng Jingwei to be the one comforting them in the end. They looked at her with even greater respect.
They sat in the hospital room for a long time. The words they had prepared to comfort Meng Jingwei remained unspoken.
After sitting for a while, they got up and left.
Outside the hospital room, the three good brothers were frowning with worry.
Tang Si: "Little Chili is quite strong."
Han Yu: "She truly impresses me. But thankfully, she's strong. Otherwise, if she were to fall into depression, it would be very difficult to protect the child in her womb."
Lu Yanming: "The most important thing now is to find Mu Ye quickly."
Tang Si: "It's already been a week, and we still haven't found the second brother. Is he... is he really still alive... Hiss... Old Han, why are you hitting me?"
Han Yu: "If you continue with your jinxing, I'll throw you off the building."
Lu Yanming: "Alright, alright. Little Si is just worried about Mu Ye."
The elevator dinged and stopped. The three of them walked in and went downstairs.
...
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, another two months passed.
Qing Mu Ye was still out of contact.
When she married Qing Mu Ye, she was almost three months pregnant. Now, she was six months along.
Meng Jingwei did not return to the Qing family's old mansion nor did she move into any of Qing Mu Ye's villas. Instead, she returned to the Nightfall Apartment.
That was where they had first met.
Having lived with him for so long, Meng Jingwei increasingly felt that the Nightfall Apartment was more like a home.
"Madam, have some milk."
The assistant, Pei Ying, walked over and handed her a cup of warm milk.
Pei Ying was an assistant arranged by Song Ci. She had graduated from Oxford University and had been serving Qing Mu Ye since returning to China, highly regarded by him.
Now that Qing Mu Ye was absent, Pei Ying was assigned to assist Meng Jingwei, who was three years her junior. Naturally, she harbored some resentment.