Unbearably painful.
The cruel scene seemed etched into her mind, refusing to fade, becoming more profound and unforgettable.
"I'm just lamenting the unfairness of fate and her unfortunate circumstances," Meng Jingwei's heart ached, lost in her sorrow.
"Silly girl."
Qing Muye stood up, walked to her side, and pulled her close. "Her death is a release. As a friend, you should be happy for her. At least, the explosion was instantaneous, not too agonizing. Think about it from another perspective: if she were alive, how would she face Mo Mo every time he asked, 'Mommy, where is my Daddy?' Each question would be like rubbing salt into her wounds."
What Qing Si Huai and Antony had done, something worse than beasts, was too cruel for a young woman.
"Yes, it truly is a release," Meng Jingwei sighed, finding Qing Muye's words to be very reasonable.
Leaning against him for a while, Meng Jingwei finally adjusted her emotions. "She asked us to help raise Mo Mo. What are your thoughts?"
"Gaining another son is my good fortune," Qing Muye ruffled her head. "Of course, I'll raise him when he's young, and he'll look after us in our old age and at our end."
"When Mo Mo grows up, should we tell him the truth?"
"No need. Shu Yao chose to end her life because she didn't want to face Shu Mo. If we tell the child the truth when he grows up, he will definitely ask who his father is. What if he learns about the past between Qing Si Huai and Shu Yao? The child will suffer greatly."
"Wouldn't that be unfair to the child?"
"Wrong," Qing Muye disagreed. "Concealing the truth is a form of protection for him. I believe Shu Yao probably didn't want Shu Mo to know the truth either. As a mother, she only wished for her child to grow up safely."
With such thoughtful guidance, Meng Jingwei said no more.
"Let's eat something first," Qing Muye walked to the opposite seat. "If we don't eat soon, it will all get cold."
Meng Jingwei picked up her spoon and began to eat the porridge. As she ate, she said, "Do you know about what's happening domestically?"
"Mhm."
"Xiao Cheng contacted me and said that Frank Street and Joey Nibel William are cooperating," Meng Jingwei chewed her porridge, speaking with some uncertainty. "I think the disappearance of Old Madam Qing and Qiao Ziqian was their doing."
Before contacting Tang Nian, she had already confirmed her suspicions.
After Wei Dong Kui met with Tang Nian, Tang Nian didn't even have the intention to retaliate. The parties exchanged hostages and departed separately.
The three hundred billion funds were Qing Muye's plan, and it was this plan that dealt a heavy blow to Tang Nian, making him once again clearly understand Qing Muye's strength, which is why he dared not make any further moves.
The man smiled, "My Ah Wei is indeed intelligent."
Seeing his composed and calm demeanor, Meng Jingwei immediately asked, "Do you have a solution?"
"Eat first," Qing Muye was being mysterious and did not tell Meng Jingwei the truth.
They ate the meal slowly. Seeing Qing Muye's relaxed state, all of Meng Jingwei's tension vanished.
After dinner, Qing Muye took her hand. "Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."
They exchanged a look, and with just that glance, Meng Jingwei knew where Qing Muye was going.
An hour and a half later.
Antina Castle.
After more than half a year, returning to Antina Castle, the two seemed quite familiar with the place.
At the entrance, the mercenaries checked them to ensure they weren't carrying weapons, and then allowed them to board a sightseeing car within the castle.
The sightseeing car drove slowly, arriving at the small villa on the left wing ten minutes later.
After they got out of the car, they saw Antina and Xiao Cheng standing at the entrance.
Having not seen each other for some time, Antina's pregnant belly was more pronounced, and her face had become a bit swollen. Fortunately, with her golden wavy hair and exquisite makeup, she exuded a kind of affluent beauty.