Jiang Shen remained silent.
Seeing his expression, Shen Qing knew that her guess was probably correct.
"What do you think he'll do with Li Chong?"
Jiang Shen paused for a moment, then couldn't help but say, "He should be killed. Mr. Cheng will not tolerate a traitor existing in this world."
"But Li Chong also has his own subordinates, doesn't he? Is killing him so easy?"
Jiang Shen fell silent again, because he didn't know either.
Shen Qing leaned her head against the wall and looked out at the sky through the crack in the iron window: "Today is August 14th, the moon is so round."
Jiang Shen followed her gaze but said nothing.
He wasn't good at this kind of poetic and picturesque dialogue.
Shen Qing smiled bitterly: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I'm supposed to have a reunion dinner with my family, but I'm locked up here."
She recalled that she used to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with her family every year.
At first, she spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with her grandmother, father, and stepmother; later, after her grandmother passed away, she would also spend the Mid-Autumn Festival at her father's house.
The family would enjoy the moon, eat mooncakes, and chat about heartwarming things in the courtyard.
She also remembers one year when her stepmother asked her what kind of husband she wanted to find in the future.
Looking back now, the image of her future husband in her mind at the time was quite similar to that of Cheng Zhiwen—
He was fair-skinned, tall, and strong; with a slender face and delicate features. He was highly knowledgeable, refined, unassuming, and exceptionally capable.
Thinking of this, Shen Qing was startled and quickly adjusted her thoughts to keep from going astray.
Cheng Zhiwen is currently in Hubei, a thousand kilometers away. At the speed of a horse-drawn carriage, it will take him at least ten days to reach Shanghai.
Shen Qing sighed deeply, comforting himself to wait patiently. It was already good enough to be able to get out; there was no need to force things like the Mid-Autumn Festival.
She didn't sleep a wink all night and forced herself to stay awake until the next morning.
The constables from the local security bureau were all on duty, and new prisoners were arriving, making the place bustling with activity.
Shen Qing stared blankly at the road outside.
Jiang Shen had just gone outside to coordinate with Lao Xu and came back to tell her that everything was normal at the factory.
It seems Schmidt doesn't want to ruin her business; he probably still wants to sell her machines.
Schmidt simply didn't want to concede profits to other Chinese businessmen.
The purpose of locking her up here is to scare her and force her to hand over the agreement.
Of course, she won't hand over the agreement now; everything will wait until Cheng Zhiwen arrives.
Shen Qing continued to hold on, enduring until noon and into the evening, when a sudden, sharp pain shot through her heart.
The pain caused him to grip the bars of the iron window tightly with his five fingers, bracing himself to keep from falling.
Seeing this, Jiang Shen asked anxiously, "Boss Shen, Boss Shen, what's wrong?"
Shen Qing was in so much pain that she couldn't speak.
Jiang Shen went to call the constables, telling them to open the door quickly so he could take Shen Qing to see a doctor.
The constables assumed Shen Qing was faking illness to escape and ignored him.
Jiang Shen kicked the iron gate with all his might and was quickly arrested by the police and locked up in the next room.
Shen Qing was in so much pain that her vision went black, and she slowly slumped down.
But then Cheng Zhiwen appeared before her.
Cheng Zhiwen strode in from outside and immediately slapped the constables several times.
Then Shen Qing lost consciousness.
In her dream, she returned to the master bedroom of Cheng Zhiwen's villa and fell asleep on that soft, luxurious bed.
The room seemed to have a water curtain cave, with water constantly dripping.
But even in my dreams, my heart was constantly aching, with bursts of intense pain coming at me from time to time.
She clutched her chest, her face contorted in pain.
"Does it still hurt?"
Cheng Zhiwen stood by the bed, leaning down to look at her.
She stared at him blankly, even more certain that she was dreaming.
He's in Hubei, how could he possibly appear in Shanghai the next day?
He clutched his chest, closed his eyes, and rolled over, trying to ease the pain in his heart.
The mattress sank behind her as the man lay down on the bed and pulled her into his arms from behind.
He placed his hand on her chest and gently massaged it.
Since it was just a dream, she didn't refuse him and let his hands massage her heart.
"Would you like to take a bath?"
Shen Qing closed his eyes and thought to himself: I can even take a bath in my dreams?
He readily agreed, "Then let's take a bath."
Behind him, the man's voice was even lower and hoarse: "Shall I carry you there?"
"good."
The next moment, Cheng Zhiwen lifted her up from the bed in his arms.
She wrapped her arms around Cheng Zhiwen's neck.
Anyway, it's just a dream.
In dreams, values and beliefs can go to hell!
She buried her face in Cheng Zhiwen's arms and said coquettishly, "Why did you take so long to come? I've been waiting for you for so long. I was scared."
He looked down at her, his eyes filled with tenderness: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I've always been here."
She snuggled closer to him.
Cheng Zhiwen placed her on the sink, took off her nightgown, untied her hair, and then put her in the bathtub.
The small bathroom was filled with steam and the sound of his rapid breathing.
The moment the hot water soaked her entire body, the real physical sensation brought her back to her senses.
Staring in astonishment at Cheng Zhiwen, who was squatting by the bathtub, she asked, "Where is this?"
"bathroom."
Shen Qing looked down at his body.
Her naked body was soaking in hot water with pomelo leaves floating in it. One pomelo leaf was right next to her nipple, while the other nipple looked like a fresh cinnabar dot blooming in the water.
She raised her hand and pinched her waist; it hurt, and the pain in her heart reminded her that this was not a dream.
Shen Qing felt a little embarrassed, swam to the other side of the bathtub, turned her face away, and refused to look at Cheng Zhiwen: "Weren't you in Hubei? How come you're in Shanghai today?"
“It’s in Hubei. As soon as I heard about your accident yesterday, I rushed over from Hubei.”
Shen Qing immediately sensed he was lying and called him out: "From Hubei to Shanghai, it's nearly a thousand kilometers. Did you fly here?"
In modern times, it would take several hours to travel from Hubei to Shanghai by high-speed train.
In an era when even cars didn't exist, he traveled from Hubei to Shanghai, arriving the next day.
It's likely that they were originally in Shanghai, but because they couldn't reach her immediately, they lied and said she was in Hubei.
Shen Qing felt increasingly aggrieved and raised her hand to punch a splash of water.
Perhaps she had strained her arm, which aggravated her heart pain, making her face turn deathly pale. She gripped the edge of the bathtub tightly, her knuckles turning white.
Cheng Zhiwen asked anxiously, "Does it hurt again?"
He bent down to hug her, but saw her biting her lip, her face stubborn and unyielding. Afraid of upsetting her, he held back.
He patiently explained, "I drove a Ferghana horse the whole way, which can cover five or six hundred kilometers a day, so I can get to Shanghai the next day."
Shen Qing finally looked at him properly: "Is it true?"
He smiled helplessly: "Why would I lie to you? If I were in Shanghai and knew you'd been arrested, wouldn't I rush over immediately?"
Shen Qing felt a little relieved and nodded her chin at the bathroom door: "Alright, you can leave now. I want to take a quiet bath."
Cheng Zhiwen laughed loudly, without moving an inch.
He squatted by the bathtub, splashing hot water on her body. Slowly, he placed his palm on the back of her head, pressing her face closer to him.
His lips lingered on hers for a while before she pulled away.
He could only press his forehead against hers and say tenderly, "I won't let you down. You can rest assured and entrust yourself to me."
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