“No. Assistant Song, who did you want me to see?” she asked, feigning ignorance.
Song Ci immediately smiled, “No, no one. I just wanted to ask if you saw Secretary Gao leave.”
Secretary Gao was a secretary in the Songyu Group’s secretarial department, and it was normal for him to be in contact with Qing Muye.
He cleverly conjured up a reason.
“No, I didn’t.”
Li Yun’er stared at Song Ci, her gaze unwavering. She keenly detected a flicker of guilt in his eyes and understood something.
Ding—
The elevator reached the top floor.
Song Ci stepped out of the elevator and gestured, “Miss Li, please go in. The boss is inside. I’ll head down first.”
It wouldn’t be appropriate for him, as an assistant, to be a bright lightbulb in the private space of the engaged couple.
“Okay, understood.”
Li Yun’er nodded, stepped out of the elevator in her high heels, carrying her bag.
She walked to the living room door, knocked, and the door opened automatically. She then walked in.
Inside the living room, Tang Si was relentlessly questioning Qing Muye about Meng Jingwei.
Han Yu, who was like a closed book, sat quietly listening.
Suddenly, the living room door opened, and several people looked towards the entrance to see Li Yun’er walk in.
Tang Si’s eyes widened. He grabbed Han Yu’s arm and squeezed it hard, “Damn it, why is she here? It’s a good thing Meng Jingwei already left, otherwise, it would be catching second brother’s affair!”
His voice was low as he secretly exclaimed.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Qing Muye shot him a sharp glance that sent a chill down his spine. He couldn’t help but gasp.
“Brother Muye? Oh, Brother Tang Si, Brother Han Yu, you’re here too?”
Li Yun’er, who had just been suspecting a relationship between Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye, felt her anxious heart settle when she saw Tang Si and Han Yu.
She felt she had worried too much.
Even if Meng Jingwei had come, it would have been at most Qing Muye giving her something, as she was the god-granddaughter of Old Mrs. Qing, so their contact was normal.
Otherwise, with the righteous Han Yu present, what could Qing Muye and Meng Jingwei possibly do?
“Heehee, the talented lady is here. You’ve gotten even prettier after a few days, haven’t you?” Tang Si gave a dry smile and waved at her, offering insincere praise.
Fortunately, with his constant indulgence in romance and companionship with beautiful women, compliments came easily to him. Even if they were hypocritical, it had become a habit.
Han Yu nodded at Li Yun’er as a greeting.
“Why have you come?”
Qing Muye’s expression was calm upon seeing Li Yun’er, but his deep gaze was fixed on her face, carrying a hint of scrutiny, as if he were trying to figure out if she had encountered Meng Jingwei.
“I originally wanted to find you at the company, but Assistant Song said you weren’t there, so I came here.”
Li Yun’er walked over and sat down beside Qing Muye. Looking at the lavish breakfast on the table, she asked, “Brother Muye, why are you eating breakfast so late?”
“Xiao Si and Old Han hadn’t eaten breakfast, they ordered it.”
Since Tang Si was fourth in his family, his name was ‘Tang Si’. As he was the youngest among them, Qing Muye and the others called him ‘Xiao Si’.
“Uh… yes, yes, that’s right. Old Han and I were a bit hungry, so we ordered some food.”
Tang Si kept chiming in support.
As the brothers played along, Li Yun’er believed them, and her bad mood from earlier improved considerably.
She sat beside Qing Muye, pursed her lips, and turned her head to look at the handsome and dashing Qing Muye. In not too long, he would be her groom.
Just thinking about it made Li Yun’er feel extremely happy.
“Brother Muye, do you have time today? Will you accompany me to look at wedding dresses?”
She reached out and naturally linked her arm with Qing Muye’s, acting charmingly spoiled, her voice soft and pleasant.
It had to be said that Li Yun’er was beautiful, and her voice was exceptionally sweet. Just a little bit of coquetry could make countless men feel weak to their core.
However, Qing Muye was not one of them.
“I am today…”
The strong perfume from Li Yun’er filled his nostrils. He stopped mid-sentence and changed his words, “You are pregnant, you shouldn’t wear perfume anymore.”
He was merely using her pregnancy as an excuse to ask her to wear less perfume, lest it make him even more repulsed.
But in Li Yun’er’s ears, these words were perceived as Qing Muye’s care and concern.
Deeply touched, she nodded heavily, “Okay, I’ll listen to you, Brother Muye.”
Even though the perfume and cosmetics she used were all safe for pregnant women, it didn’t matter. As long as he disliked it, she could change.
“I will try not to wear makeup and high heels from now on.”
Finally, she added.
“Mmm.”
Qing Muye responded indifferently, his cold face showing little emotion.
Tang Si and Han Yu sat on the sofa opposite them, their gazes fixed on the two. They clearly felt the stark difference in Qing Muye’s attitude towards Li Yun’er and Meng Jingwei. They couldn’t help but raise their eyebrows, turn their heads, and look at each other.
Though they said nothing, they understood each other’s meaning.
Qing Muye didn’t like Li Yun’er at all, yet he was going to marry her. Didn’t that feel like he was wronging himself?
Was it because Li Yun’er was proficient in all the arts, a distinguished lady, and her demeanor was elegant and gentle, making her the most suitable candidate for the future mistress of the Qing Corporation, that he chose her?
“Brother Muye, will you come with me to pick out a wedding dress?”
Li Yun’er said again. Before Qing Muye could respond, she looked at Tang Si and Han Yu opposite them and said, “Brother Tang Si, Brother Han Yu, you’ll both be groomsmen for my wedding with Brother Muye. How about we pick out your suits together? Will that be okay?”
As Qing Muye’s good brothers, they were naturally obligated to be groomsmen.
Tang Si was naturally enthusiastic, and when a beautiful woman asked, he wouldn’t refuse.
So he nodded and readily agreed, “Okay, no problem. It just so happens that Second Brother and Old Han are both free today, so going to pick out suits would be good.”
His words tumbled out without thinking. After realizing Qing Muye’s expression had changed, his smile froze, and he knew he had said the wrong thing and shouldn’t have agreed.
But words spoken were like water spilled, impossible to retrieve.
Tang Si slowly lowered his head, scratched his head, avoided Qing Muye’s sharp gaze, and muttered to himself: Oh my god, what does Second Brother even mean?
“Since you have nothing to do, let’s all go together.”
Qing Muye agreed, which was out of character.
His agreement to Li Yun’er made Han Yu’s brow furrow slightly. Although it was a subtle emotional reaction, for the dense Han Yu, it was an expression of extreme surprise.
“Okay, let’s go now then.”
Li Yun’er was ecstatic. Who knew how long she had yearned for this moment? Now that her dream had come true, it was more surprising to her than winning fifty million.
After all, the position of future mistress of the Qing Corporation was something countless people had coveted for a long time.
By being the first to arrive, she had won against thousands of women.