The room fell into a strange silence, and Sheng Ning foolishly gazed at Meng Ping before casting a sympathetic glance at Su Yun. She freed her hair from Su Yun’s loosened grip and went to help Chen Huaying, who had fallen to the ground.
"Can you walk? I’ll take you to get bandaged up; it’s convenient since we’re already at the hospital."
Chen Huaying was amused by Sheng Ning’s words. Known for her boldness and fearlessness, she gave Meng Ping a thumbs-up before leaving. "Second Young Master Meng, I must say I’m impressed by Mr. Chen today. From now on when we meet, I’ll call you ’Boss’."
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"I’m sorry, President Meng, for causing you trouble," Sheng Ning apologized, bowing her head in shame as she sat down in front of Meng Xingzhi. "We shouldn’t have come here; I’m sorry! Please forgive us; we will never show up again."
"I believe you are a good child and would never behave unreasonably or improperly," Meng Xingzhi said, softening his tone and looking at Sheng Ning with gentle eyes. "I’m sorry for the unpleasant scene today. Are you hurt?"
"I’m fine, but I need to take Chen Huaying to see a doctor."
"Hmm," Meng Xingzhi turned back to his confidential secretary and ordered, "Take her to get treated, and tell the doctor that there must be no scars, understand?"
The confidential secretary understood the meaning behind Meng Xingzhi’s gaze. Xu Qigang and Chen Yingjie had been lost in S country, their whereabouts unknown and their fates uncertain. Yet their wives and sisters were still facing bullying; if word got out, it would chill the hearts of all their comrades.
"Rest assured!" The confidential secretary bowed and stepped aside, making a welcoming gesture. "Comrade Sheng Ning, please follow me with Ms. Chen Huaying."
Chen Huaying, pressing her wound, only now began to feel the pain. "Hurry up and go!" she urged the confidential secretary and the two others to leave.
The little fat man had been out of sorts the whole time, initially shocked by the boldness of the women and likely to be left with a psychological shadow. And then he was frightened by his boss’s intent to use a gun.
Following the recent kidnapping incident, the old master of the Meng Family was furious upon hearing the news. He provided his grandson with weapons for self-defense, never expecting that the first time they were taken out, he almost killed his stepmother.
"I... I think I’m not feeling well either, I’ll go get checked," said the little fat man as he dropped the fruit and fled in haste.
Meng Xingzhi watched as they left and then walked into the ward, slamming the door shut with a bang.
Startled, Su Yun shivered and finally snapped back to reality.
She had been terrified by Meng Ping’s action of pointing the gun at her; never had she imagined that her loving stepson would one day aim a firearm at her.
Su Yun felt a coldness enter her heart as she turned to look at Meng Ping, seeing no sign of guilt on her stepson’s face—only disgust. She then turned to look at Meng Xingzhi and saw the complex emotions on her husband’s face, but she could not understand them.
Since when had the gap between husband and wife grown so deep? She didn’t even know what her own husband was thinking.
"Get up!" Meng Xingzhi stepped forward to help Su Yun, but she shoved his hand away.
Meng Xingzhi’s hand paused mid-air, and then he withdrew it.
"I thought I was a member of this family, but now it seems I’m not," Su Yun stood up on her own, looking at Meng Ping and then at her husband, her eyes filled with deep-seated hatred. "Meng Xingzhi, have you ever loved me at all?"
"Why talk about love between an old husband and wife in front of the children?" Meng Xingzhi deftly dismissed the issue with a single comment.