The sudden appearance of Meng Jingwei startled Tang Si so much that he nearly dropped the wine in his hand.
Second Brother is quite capable, truly hiding his treasure well.
Since the woman was already being kept, why was Second Brother getting so drunk and acting so dramatic?
Han Yu’s gaze swept over Meng Jingwei, his usual silence maintained. He said nothing.
Tang Si, on the other hand, put down his wine and eyed Meng Jingwei up and down with a mischievous glint, teasing, "Yo, little sister, you're quite a beauty."
They had all seen Li Yun’er, and they had to admit that Li Yun’er possessed the gentle grace, and refined composure of a lady from a distinguished family, exuding the nobility and elegance of a socialite.
But this woman was dressed plainly. Although her features were ninety percent similar to Li Yun’er, she possessed a colder demeanor, making her inexplicably likable.
"I asked, who are you? How did you get in without permission?"
Meng Jingwei asked, scanning her surroundings, unable to locate Qing Muyue.
Tang Si crossed his arms, adopting a roguish posture, and pointed to the door, "The door is there, so naturally, I walked in."
"Aren't you stating the obvious? Do you expect me to believe you crawled in?" Meng Jingwei shot him a glare. "Who are you looking for?"
"Yo, isn't your attitude a bit much, little sister? We're good brothers with Qing Muyue, sworn brothers. This attitude of yours won't do."
Tang Si’s curiosity was piqued by Meng Jingwei, and he couldn't resist teasing.
"What kind of attitude do you want? Should I worship you, offer incense morning and evening, and kowtow thrice?"
What a psycho!
It's true that birds of a feather flock together.
Qing Muyue's friends were just like him, arrogant, as if the entire world should dote on them.
What a nuisance.
Tang Si hadn’t expected Meng Jingwei to retort so fiercely.
He froze for a moment, then glanced back at Han Yu, chuckling, "Hey, little sister, you're interesting. Want to consider being friends with your big brother?"
Tang Si raised his eyebrows at her, full of interest.
"Just now you were ‘Ye,’ and now you’re ‘grandson.’ Your seniority is dropping quite rapidly."
Meng Jingwei glanced at him, unwilling to engage with such a disreputable man any further. She turned and walked towards Qing Muyue’s room.
Despite Tang Si’s usual lack of decorum, he had never been spoken to so rudely by a woman.
Feeling displeased, he decided to pretend to teach this fiery little woman a lesson. He grabbed her shoulder, "Stop right there! Little lady, take back what you just said, or I’ll kill you."
Meng Jingwei paused, tilting her head slightly, and glancing back with her peripheral vision, "One moment you're 'Ye,' the next you're 'brother.' Isn't that the gap between grandfather and grandson? You said it yourself, if you want to take it back, you have to do it yourself."
Her words left Tang Si speechless.
He felt a knot of frustration in his chest. When had a woman ever disrespected him like this?
Tang Si felt challenged.
Damn it, and it was a woman!
"I'll give you three counts to apologize, or I'll make sure you leave lying down," Tang Si warned sternly.
Han Yu looked at Tang Si, then cast a meaningful glance at Meng Jingwei, raising his eyebrows with amusement. He then leaned back on the sofa, crossed his arms, and watched the scene unfold with interest.
"Let go!" Meng Jingwei said unhappily.
"Three…"
"Let go."
"Two…"
As Tang Si counted, Meng Jingwei’s pretty face darkened, her brow furrowing as if she were a twisted knot.
The next moment, she gripped Tang Si’s hand on her shoulder, and with lightning speed, executed a judo throw, slamming Tang Si heavily onto the ground with a dull thud.
"Hiss…"
The sudden dizziness and disorientation left Tang Si reeling. Before he could even regain his senses, Meng Jingwei had thrown him to the ground. He didn't even have a chance to resist.
He gasped in pain, filled with both anger and fury, "Damn it, didn't Second Brother say you came from a mountain village? How do you know some moves? Ow, I’m going to die from this fall…"
"So much nonsense. Just because someone comes from a mountain village doesn't mean they know nothing. What a lunatic!"
Meng Jingwei snorted coldly, "What a piece of work."
"Pfft…"
Han Yu, standing nearby, finally couldn't help but burst into laughter, a little too heartily.
He found himself looking at this aloof woman with newfound admiration, his eyes lighting up.
Suddenly, he began to understand why Qing Muyue was interested in her.
Meng Jingwei withdrew her gaze and stepped over the fallen Tang Si. Just as she was heading towards Qing Muyue’s room, the bedroom door suddenly opened.
The little woman froze, stopping in her tracks.
Qing Muyue, despite his drunkenness, had been alerted by the commotion in the living room and had woken up. He had remained in bed, however.
Then he heard a dull thud and came out, a little worried.
Upon opening the door, he saw Tang Si lying on the ground, and Meng Jingwei stepping over him.
This woman… truly wouldn't tolerate any bullying.
Qing Muyue’s lips curved into a subtle arc, a faint smile flashing in his eyes.
"Second Brother, you're finally out. Damn it, are you going to control your woman? I'm your brother, and she even beat me up. Ow, it hurts so much."
Among the four brothers, Tang Si was the weakest in terms of martial arts.
Yet, he never expected that one day he would be bullied by a woman.
"You’re home? Then it’s nothing, I thought a thief broke in. You guys chat, I’m leaving."
She said coldly and turned to leave.
"Wait."
Seeing her about to leave, Qing Muyue called out, "Yesterday's transaction, does it not count today?"
Meng Jingwei paused, then turned to look at Qing Muyue, "Qing Muyue, can’t you be a decent person? Although we have a deal, and I should teach you to play games, normal working hours are eight hours. I’ve been teaching you since past midnight yesterday, which makes it eight hours already."
She pointed seriously at her wristwatch. The time was exactly nine-thirty.
"Oh my, Second Brother, when it comes to games, I'm quite…"
Tang Si began to say to Qing Muyue while rubbing his sore backside, but he was cut off by a sharp glare from Qing Muyue, which immediately silenced him.
"You went to sleep after four yesterday," Qing Muyue stated.
"I did go to sleep, but you didn't wake me up. You’re the person in charge. Knowing I was asleep and not waking me up implies consent. Therefore, the time doesn't conflict. Goodbye!"
She turned, picked up the clothes in several paper shopping bags, held them in her hand, and sauntered out under the gaze of the three men.
As Meng Jingwei reached the doorway, she spotted a delivery person from Yipin Ju appearing at the entrance.
"Hello, your breakfast order has arrived for you."
The Yipin Ju delivery person handed a large insulated box to Meng Jingwei with great deference.
Meng Jingwei blinked, and her stomach rumbled audibly, signaling an empty stomach. After a moment of consideration, she took the insulated box.