Chapter 110 Acciden (1/2)
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Ying Qingcang's jaw hung agape and eyes bulged at the news, although it only lasted for a short while. After that, he nodded and went back to playing with Ah Sha. Seeing Ying Qingcang's reaction, Young Master Shen made no further comments. Instead, he went into the kitchen and brought out the bowls and chopsticks.
Xin Qing cradled Ah Sha in her arms at all times not because she wanted to, but because Ah Sha cried unless she played with Ying Qingcang while being in Xin Qing's arms at the same time. Otherwise, Xing Qing would not want to sit close to Ying Qingcang.
”Are you really not planning to be engaged with her?” Xin Qing finally yielded and asked, though she regretted it the moment the question left her mouth.
Ying Qingcang glanced at her. ”She repeatedly wronged you and made you unhappy. The prior agreement between us had been nullified.”
”Then why imprison her?” All of a sudden, Xin Qing felt as if she realized something important, but the feeling vanished instantly.
”She concealed some things from me. Those things are important to me...” Ying Qingcang trailed off, and then paused. But he did not continue. ”If I hadn't searched to find out the truth about why you were so dead set on leaving me, I wouldn't have ended up breaking your heart at the auction hall,” Ying Qingcang thought, finishing the words left unsaid. Everytime he thought of that, Ying Qingcang's heart throbbed. But now, he knew better than to mention anything of the sort in front of Xin Qing. He did not want to remind Xin Qing of those things that scared her.
There was nothing left for Xin Qing to say at that point. She knew Ying Qingcang would never tell her all the details. Otherwise, Young Master Shen would have blabbed when begging for her forgiveness on Ying Qingcang's behalf. ”But what could be so important to Ying Qingcang that he would go to such lengths?” she wondered.
”Do you want to know?” Ying Qingcang guessed what went through her head the moment he saw her face. He smiled at her suddenly. ”Move back to the house with Ah Sha, and I'll tell you everything!”
Xin Qing pursed her lips. ”There isn't a single part of me that wants to know. That's your business. It has nothing to do with me.”
”Then why did you ask just now?” Ying Qingcang suddenly moved very close to her. Xin Qing felt his breath tickling her forehead. She leaped up and placed Ah Sha into Ying Qingcang's arms. ”I'll help set the table!” she said and then made a dash for the kitchen.
Just then, Young Master Shen strolled out, carrying a glass of red wine. He shot a glance at Xin Qing's back and asked Ying Qingcang curiously, ”Man, what did you say? You just gave Xiao Qingqing quite the scare!”
”Nothing. I was just testing her body's reaction to me,” Ying Qingcang said, grinning from cheek to cheek.
Xin Qing's mood was the opposite of Ying Qingcang's. In fact, she covered her own face in that moment, berating herself for how utterly pathetic she was.
”Your hair's about to fall into the fish!” Shi Qianqian took care of the food sent over for their reunion dinner. From Xing Qing's appearance, it would not take much to guess what happened to her. ”What did Ying Qingcang do to you?” Shi Qianqian asked.
”Ah?” Xin Qing gave a start at first, and then hurried out a denial. ”Nothing!”
”Nothing?” Shi Qianqian looked at her. ”Then why's your face so red?”
Xin Qing patted her cheeks a few times. ”Is it very red?”
Shi Qianqian nodded. ”Very.”
”Damn it...” Xin Qing cursed inwardly and made a beeline for the bathroom. By the time she regained her composure, everyone sat down for dinner.
Ying Qingcang and Young Master Shen stayed until midnight before leaving. Before he left, Ying Qingcang looked at Xin Qing and said, ”If you really want to bring Ah Sha with you, then I'll send Aunt Tian to France with you.” After that, he left without giving Xin Qing a chance to refuse.
”Have you thought things through? You really want to take Ah Sha?” Shi Qianqian went to Xin Qing's room after showering. ”If you do, then I'm afraid there really isn't much chance for you to see each other again.”
Xin Qing nodded. ”That's exactly why I need to take Ah Sha with me.”
”You still love him, don't you?”
Xin Qing's mind went blank. ”Do I still love him?” she thought. Hell if she knew.
”If you don't love him, why bother leaving?” Shi Qianqian said sagely before patting Xin Qing's shoulder and walking back to her own room. Xin Qing lay on her bed, staring at Ah Sha who made drool bubbles in her sleep. Xin Qing's heart softened instantly. She kissed Ah Sha's cheek and said, ”Baby. I still love him. That man is your daddy. Too bad we're destined to be apart. When you grow up, will you help mommy take care of him?”
The only answer she got in return was a bursting bubble at the corner of Ah Sha's lips.
Back at Ying residence, Ying Qingcang and Young Master Shen sat in the study. Standing before them was a middle-aged man, whose entire face lined with vicious muscles that bespoke menace and brutality. From head to toe, the man emanated murderous vibes. One could tell from a single glance that this was a man who lived among knives and swords and who once wallowed in blood. A man of the mafia.
”Speak!” Young Master Shen looked at the man. ”What happened?”
The middle-aged man gave a nod and quickly began his report. ”Young master, the boys didn't slack off. They watched the woman like a hawk. But a bunch of men came out of nowhere. They definitely didn't seem local. Also...” The middle-aged man paused in thought for a while before continuing, ”It didn't seem like they were out for blood. They seem reluctant to hurt the boys, just rescued the woman, that's all.”
”Reluctant to hurt?” Ying Qingcang clenched his fist. ”Are you positive?”
”I'm sure of it!” the middle-aged man said with conviction.
”Are they people we know?” Young Master Shen frowned. ”What can you tell from their tactics? What about their techniques? Anything?”
The middle-aged man nodded. ”They look like westerners.”
”How can you tell?”
”From the way they fight!”
Young Master Shen waved a hand. ”Very well. You're dismissed!”
The middle-aged man bowed and retreated from the room.