"Nonsense."
Qing Muye flatly refused, "You know nothing about Nameless Island. How can I possibly let you go there alone?" He sensed Meng Jingwei's genuine desire to share his burden and patiently explained, "It's far more complicated than you imagine. Understand?"
"But Lancheng can't be without you."
Meng Jingwei sat up from the bed, leaning beside him. She spoke calmly, "The plan is in motion, and any mistakes are unacceptable. Ah Ye, Tang Nian and Qing Si Huai are not easy opponents."
"You stay then." Qing Muye pondered for a moment. "Song Ci will assist with matters in Lancheng, and everything will proceed as planned. I need to go to Nameless Island."
It was a forced choice for the couple to act separately at this time.
Meng Jingwei held Qing Muye's hand, her fingertips gently stroking the back of his hand. She rested her chin on his shoulder, lost in thought.
After a long pause, she whispered, "What if, I mean, what if Tang Nian has colluded with Qing Si Huai to set a trap, and I fail to complete your plan?"
He had gambled hundreds of billions in assets, coupled with the previous expenses invested in the Hidden Clan, it had almost severed his lifeline.
If the Lancheng assets were lost, it would undoubtedly be a fatal blow to Qing Muye.
Meng Jingwei had no confidence.
The man looked down at the person leaning on his shoulder, the faint fragrance of her hair filling his senses. He raised his hand and cupped her cheek, his rough fingers squeezing her face. "Worst case scenario, we start all over again."
He had already prepared for the worst.
When faced with two evils, choose the lesser.
Qing Muye decided to go to Nameless Island alone.
That was where his true core assets were.
If Nameless Island encountered problems, not only Lancheng's industries but even his wife and children might not be safe.
"I'm just worried about you," he sighed, his brow furrowed with worry.
Meng Jingwei, accustomed to seeing Qing Muye's composed demeanor, felt her heart sink at his suddenly grave and battle-ready expression.
Nameless Island.
What kind of place was it? What secrets did it hide? How many dangers lurked there?
She knew nothing.
"Alright."
After much deliberation, Meng Jingwei made her decision. "I'll stay." She shifted her position, sitting on the bed facing Qing Muye. She said earnestly, "But you must promise me you'll survive. I told you, if you're gone, I will definitely take Yi Yi and Yi Hang and find another man to marry. I'll let your children call someone else 'father' and take another surname!"
"You dare!"
Qing Muye's large hand cupped the back of her head, pulling her closer as he leaned down and kissed her lips.
Her lips were soft and sweet, with a hint of freshness, like a poppy that captivated him, drawing him into a greedy and frenzied pursuit.
After last night's passion, during which Meng Jingwei had been brought to the peak of pleasure countless times, feeling ethereal and lost in ecstasy, the imminent separation after their brief time together made the unspoken reluctance between the couple almost overflow.
They held each other tightly, unwilling to part.
Another bout of lingering, ecstatic intimacy, like soaring through the heavens, lasted for a long time before they finally stopped.
Meng Jingwei hugged him, "Will we be able to contact each other after you go there?"
"I'll contact you every three days." Due to it being a secret base, contact with the outside world could not be easily made.
Although Meng Jingwei did not know the specifics of Nameless Island, she wouldn't pry. After all, the less she knew, the safer it would be for them.
"Yes, make sure you contact me on time." She held Qing Muye tightly, her cheek pressed against his chest, her eyes moistening.