A woman who is fickle and changes her allegiance so easily, how could she possibly deserve Qing Muye’s deep love?
She's truly gone mad.
"Whether I'm right or wrong is not for you to question," Meng Jingwei asked softly. "You've come all this way specifically to ask me to back down and fulfill your wish with Ye, haven't you?"
Her little scheme was an open secret.
Tang Wanxing shot her a glare. "If you're so smart." She crossed her arms, tilting her chin up with an air of arrogance. "If you were truly smart, you'd know to let go. You also know that right now, the only one who can help Ye is me, Tang Wanxing."
Though her words carried confidence, they were also the truth.
"Yes, I admit it." Meng Jingwei nodded. "Ye has indeed encountered a crisis, and it's partly because of me. But will he accept your help?"
The answer was obvious.
No.
Qing Muye was a man of immense pride. How could he possibly accept the 'helping hand' of an outsider like Tang Wanxing, especially when her help came with strings attached?
Hearing her words, the proud expression on Tang Wanxing's face vanished instantly, replaced by a hint of defeat and annoyance.
She had to admit, she had been good enough to Qing Muye, and she loved him enough, yet she still lost to Meng Jingwei.
Tang Wanxing refused to accept it.
"Yes, he might not accept it."
Tang Wanxing didn't argue, instead subtly coaxing, "But have you ever considered that if you leave him, I will wholeheartedly help him? I wouldn't hesitate, even if it meant draining the Tang family's assets."
"Meng Jingwei, if it were me," Tang Wanxing pointed to her own chest, "if I loved Ye enough, I would choose to step aside at this moment. Because my love for him would drive me to find any way to help him. Love isn't about possession, it's about sacrifice."
"You're too greedy. Even if you and Xiao Cheng are innocent, your love for Ye is merely selfish possession, without truly thinking about helping him. If it were me, the smartest move would be to leave quietly, which would be the greatest help to him."
Her heartfelt words, at a certain moment, did move Meng Jingwei slightly.
But then she reconsidered.
All of Qing Muye's previous sacrifices were because he loved her deeply, which led to their current predicament. If she were to choose to leave Qing Muye quietly now, it would be the greatest injustice to him, and it would be a betrayal of his love for her.
To be able to grow old together, Qing Muye had paid too much.
Even though she had implicated him now, Meng Jingwei would never be the first to say 'let go.'
"I don't deny that what you said is all correct."
Meng Jingwei nodded slightly. "But I won't leave him."
"Meng Jingwei, you..." Tang Wanxing hadn't expected that after all her effort, all she would get was this single sentence. Angrily, she glared at her. "You truly don't know what's good for you. Ye will eventually be ruined by you."
"If one day, faced with a choice between life and death, I would surely die before Ye," Meng Jingwei's words were from the heart.
With the deep debt she owed Qing Muye, if one day Qing Muye had to make a choice between life and death, she would definitely sacrifice her own life to protect him.
"Hmph, ungrateful."
Tang Wanxing let out a cold snort. "I'll wait for the day you kneel before me and beg me!"
She turned away in anger and strode off.
Watching her retreating figure, Meng Jingwei frowned slightly, a lingering heaviness on her face.
Did she not worry about Qing Muye?
Returning to the lounge, Meng Jingwei picked up her phone and called Xiao Cheng.
At this very moment, Xiao Cheng, who was in Country C, had been awake all night.
Xiao Cheng, far away in Country C, was naturally aware of what had happened in Lancheng.