Four people left the apartment and drove to the largest bridal shop in Lancheng.
The international brand bridal store had immense popularity, and its wedding dresses were novel and beautiful, making it highly favored.
When they went to the bridal shop, Song Ci had already called the owner in advance, instructing them to clear the premises.
Therefore, when the group arrived at the bridal shop, besides the staff, there was no one else inside.
"Young Master Qing, is that correct? Please, come in."
With the arrival of important guests, the bridal shop staff stood in two rows in the lobby, awaiting their presence.
Seeing them appear, the manager quickly stepped forward to greet them, "We have prepared tea for you. Please follow me."
"No need. Take her directly to try on wedding dresses."
Qing Muye did not want to waste time in such a place, so he turned his head and said to Li Yun'er, "Go and see. See what kind of wedding dress you like."
"Okay."
Li Yun'er readily agreed, her face brimming with smiles, concealing her immense happiness and joy.
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"Miss Li, please follow me first. Young Master Qing, you can sit in the lounge area."
The manager said to the group.
Li Yun'er followed the manager to the second floor to choose a wedding dress, while Qing Muye and the others sat in the lounge area on the first floor, drinking tea.
Even though Qing Muye was getting married soon, there was not a trace of joy on his face.
Tang Si and Han Yu exchanged glances. Unable to contain his curiosity, he leaned towards Qing Muye and asked, "Brother Second, marriage is a lifelong matter. Have you thought it through?"
Once the arrow is loosed from the bow, there is no turning back.
Some things absolutely cannot be taken lightly.
Qing Muye held his teacup, his bone-like fingers gently caressing the surface of the cup, his face lost in thought.
"Xiao Si is right."
The taciturn Han Yu patted Qing Muye's shoulder and sighed with a touch of melancholy.
Without receiving a response from Qing Muye for a long time, he finished his tea, set down the cup, and stood up, saying, "Let's go upstairs to pick out groom's attire."
He stood up and walked towards the second floor. Tang Si and Han Yu looked at each other, shrugged, and shook their heads helplessly.
At Mireille Bridal, Li Yun'er was immersed in joy, her excited emotions lingering for a long time.
This was also the happiest and most delightful day for her in decades.
She busied herself from noon until three in the afternoon, selecting a store-display wedding dress, a globally limited edition piece.
Li Yun'er, satisfied, confirmed the wedding dress before leaving with Qing Muye.
She knew that time was tight, and it would be completely impossible to customize a wedding dress now, so she had to choose a limited edition one.
A moment of impatience can spoil a great plan.
She couldn't afford to cause any more trouble over a wedding dress. If Qing Muye were to break off the engagement then, she wouldn't even have a place to cry.
Upon returning to the villa, Li Yun'er bid farewell to Qing Muye before going home.
Zhao Ruolan and Li Fu'an were not at home. Li Yun'er decided to wait for them to return before sharing the surprise, so she went back to her bedroom to rest.
Humming a tune, she walked upstairs with light steps. As soon as she lay down on the bed, her phone rang.
The phone number was from the person she had contacted that morning to investigate the surveillance footage at the Ye Se apartment.
"Did you get the surveillance footage?"
Although the Ye Se club had surveillance, due to the excellent privacy of high-end clubs, it was very difficult for ordinary people to obtain the surveillance videos. However, in order to investigate the relationship between Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye, she was willing to spend a large sum of money to know the truth.
"The footage has been sent to your email. Watch it yourself."
The other party said, then hung up the phone.
Li Yun'er, who had been feeling somewhat tired moments ago, instantly lost all sleepiness. She leaned against the headboard and opened her mobile email. There was indeed a surveillance video.
Upon opening the video, the first thing she saw was the elevator door opening and Meng Jingwei walking out. As the playback continued, the camera suddenly shifted to show Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye entering the elevator together.
The time displayed in the bottom right corner indicated it was last night.
Li Yun'er had initially thought the other party would send the entire video, but she didn't expect them to have already edited out the segments where Meng Jingwei appeared.
After only playing for a few tens of seconds, Li Yun'er, following the time on the video, discovered that Meng Jingwei wasn't just entering and exiting Qing Muye's private apartment; she even had a private elevator card!
If she remembered correctly, only Qing Muye and Song Ci had the access card to the top floor.
She never expected Meng Jingwei to have one too.
Li Yun'er's face suddenly turned pale. She clenched her phone tightly in her left hand, gritting her teeth even as she continued watching the video, her eyes burning with intense anger.
One day, two days, three days…
One week, two weeks…
Calculated from the earliest time Meng Jingwei appeared in the surveillance footage, she had stayed in Qing Muye's Ye Se apartment for a full 17 days.
17 days!
An unmarried man and woman spending 17 days together without her knowledge.
Li Yun'er could not imagine what had happened between Qing Muye and Meng Jingwei during those 17 days.
After all, Meng Jingwei had been pregnant with his child before, and they had slept together. Wouldn't they have relations again if they were living together?
Li Yun'er felt a suffocating pain in her chest, as if she couldn't breathe, and her mind felt blank and oxygen-deprived.
She clutched her phone, breathing continuously, her chest heaving. In the end, she began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Bitch, bitch!"
Li Yun'er muttered to herself, cursing, venting the anger in her heart.
Suddenly, her abdomen ached. Li Yun'er quickly reached out to cover her stomach, thinking to herself: I mustn't get angry. I absolutely cannot get angry. This child is her only bargaining chip. If she miscarries due to extreme anger, it would be a loss far outweighing the gain.
In her extreme rage, Li Yun'er, for the first time, chose to calm herself down, but tears of humiliation streamed down her cheeks.
She tried to take deep breaths to calm her emotions. After a while, she finally managed to regain her composure.
Knock, knock, knock—
The bedroom door suddenly knocked.
Zhao Ruolan pushed the door open and walked in. "Yun'er, you're back. How was it? Did you try on wedding dresses with Muye today?"
Having heard from the maid that Li Yun'er had returned, Zhao Ruolan entered her room. She immediately noticed that Li Yun'er's complexion was not very good. She let out a soft cry, sat on the edge of the bed, and placed her hand on Li Yun'er's forehead. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Why is your complexion so bad all of a sudden?"
Feeling her mother's concern, Li Yun'er felt both wronged and resentful. She resented Zhao Ruolan for giving birth to her and then also giving birth to Meng Jingwei.
If it weren't for that bitch Meng Jingwei, she would have soared to success long ago and become the happiest woman.
But it was precisely the existence of that bitch that robbed her of her sense of security. And during her engagement to Qing Muye, she had seduced her man and shamelessly climbed into his bed.
Li Yun'er tried her best to control her emotions and asked, "Mom, what should I do if someone tries to take away what belongs to your daughter?"