Encountered danger?
Qing Muye's brow furrowed slightly, lost in thought, a hint of worry appearing on his handsome face.
It was an unusual emotion that he hadn't noticed before.
Just then, Li Yun'er, who was in the hospital room, walked out. The moment she saw Qing Muye's troubled expression, she asked, "Brother Muye, what's wrong?"
When Qing Muye received the news, the Li family had already informed Li Yun'er about Meng Jingwei's situation.
Immersed in joy, Li Yun'er didn't have more than a few seconds to be happy before she heard Qing Muye on the phone in the small living room.
The words of inquiry seemed to be related to Meng Jingwei.
She felt extremely uneasy and had come out to find out what was going on.
Qing Muye, who was pacing back and forth in the living room, glanced back at Li Yun'er and then directly hung up the phone.
"It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"
The man put away his phone, his indifferent gaze falling on Li Yun'er.
Because there was a companion bed in the hospital room, he had arranged for Li Yun'er to sleep on it, while he made do with sleeping on the sofa in the small living room.
"I..."
Li Yun'er pursed her lips. "I can't sleep."
"Mm."
The man gave a distracted "Mm" upon hearing Li Yun'er's words, his eyes fixed on a certain spot in the living room, lost in thought.
Li Yun'er noticed his unusual expression and knitted her brows in confusion. "Brother Muye, are you alright?"
Her question jolted the man back to his senses. He turned his head to look at her. "There's something urgent at the company that needs to be dealt with. I'll be back later."
With that, he turned and left.
Company matters?
Li Yun'er didn't believe Qing Muye's words at all. Instead, his deliberate lie to her, fueled by his worry over Meng Jingwei, provoked her.
A noble man, a proud scion of heaven, from what she knew, Qing Muye never deigned to lie to anyone, nor did he worry about anyone other than Madam Qing. Yet, now, because of Meng Jingwei, he was abandoning the hospitalized Madam Qing to go find that bitch?
Seeing him about to leave, Li Yun'er strode forward and grabbed his wrist. "Brother Muye, don't go. I'm scared."
Her gentle and sweet voice was pleasant to the ear.
Li Yun'er's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she stepped forward, throwing herself into his arms, hugging him tightly, her head buried in Qing Muye's strong chest. "Can you stay with me for a while?"
She presented a picture of fragile beauty, evoking pity in anyone who saw her.
However, in Qing Muye's blind spot, a murderous chill flashed in Li Yun'er's eyes, and her pupils were filled with intense jealousy.
Meng Jingwei, you damned bitch, don't think you can make Brother Muye come to save you.
From today onwards, there will only be Li Yun'er in this world, and your existence will never be tolerated!
As the most beautiful and talented woman in Lan City, Li Yun'er had been showered with praise and admiration since childhood. They praised her for her mastery of zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs; they praised her beauty as heavenly, capable of toppling cities and nations.
Now, because of Meng Jingwei's appearance, she felt a great sense of crisis.
She absolutely would not allow a country bumpkin from the countryside, who looked exactly like her, to become the object of everyone's attention. If Meng Jingwei were to become the focus of public attention, and if she also had a loose private life, it would only ruin Li Yun'er's reputation.
"I'll have Song Ci accompany you."
Qing Muye disliked Li Yun'er throwing herself into his arms, and there was even undisguised disgust in his eyes.
He reached out to push Li Yun'er away, but she clung to him tightly.
Li Yun'er shook her head and said softly, "Brother Muye, I read a supernatural novel about hospitals a few days ago. I'm really scared. Please don't go, okay?"
Her words were incredibly soft, her voice as crisp as silver bells, deeply pleasing to the ear.
But inwardly, a surge of hatred welled up.
It was unclear whether she hated Meng Jingwei or Qing Muye.
To have Song Ci accompany her?
Just because he was going to find Meng Jingwei, he would have Song Ci accompany her?!
Facing Li Yun'er's persistence, her carefully maintained image of being "learned and well-behaved" in front of Qing Muye instantly crumbled.
The man clenched her arm with his large hand and pushed her away. "I'll have Song Ci take you back!"
His cold words conveyed his deep displeasure.
After speaking, he left without even looking at Li Yun'er, striding away briskly.
Li Yun'er gasped in pain as her arm was squeezed, but seeing Qing Muye leave, she shouted, "Brother Muye? Brother Muye? Qing Muye?!"
No matter how loudly she called, Qing Muye walked into the elevator without looking back, making her stomp her feet in anger.
If she were at home, she could vent her emotions to her parents without restraint. But now that she was in the hospital, with Madam Qing in the ward, even though she was furious, she could only suppress it.
She had to suppress it.
However, after calming down for a few seconds, Li Yun'er still took out her phone and walked to the stairwell to inform her parents that Qing Muye might be going to find Meng Jingwei.
Meanwhile, Qing Muye, who had left the hospital, was driving and repeatedly calling Meng Jingwei, but all calls went unanswered.
He then had to call Xiao Cheng.
The phone rang twice after being dialed, and the other party answered.
"Where is Meng Jingwei?"
After the call was connected, Qing Muye cut to the chase, without any pleasantries, and directly questioned.
Xiao Cheng, also driving, was rushing towards Jinxiu Apartment. He was worried about Meng Jingwei, but at this moment, sensing that Qing Muye also had some concern for Meng Jingwei, he felt inexplicably annoyed.
Recalling the scene not long ago when Meng Jingwei had a miscarriage in the hospital and almost died, Xiao Cheng couldn't help but retort, "What does Meng Jingwei's business have to do with you? It's already past eleven o'clock. If Lord Qing has nothing else to do, he should go to sleep with his little wife."
This was also the first time Qing Muye had called Xiao Cheng.
However, Xiao Cheng had never flattered anyone, and even Qing Muye was no exception.
"I'll ask you again, where is Meng Jingwei?!"
He asked the same question again, his tone deepening.
"Heh."
Xiao Cheng let out a light scoff, a mocking smile curving his lips. "No comment!"
A dissolute and unrestrained man who had never feared anyone, why would he care about Qing Muye?
He hung up the phone.
On the other end, Qing Muye was inexplicably annoyed. He could only continue driving along Dongxia Road and then call Song Ci to investigate Meng Jingwei's whereabouts.
The club manager had just told him that the car that took Meng Jingwei away had headed towards Dongxia Road after leaving the Night Color Club.
He could only follow this direction.
Ten minutes later, Song Ci called. "Boss, that car went to Jinxiu Apartment."
"Got it."
Qing Muye stepped on the accelerator and sped towards Jinxiu Apartment. He then instructed Song Ci, "Go to the hospital and send Li Yun'er back to the Li family."
"Yes, boss."
Song Ci hung up the phone and immediately went to execute Qing Muye's order.
However, shortly after the call ended, Song Ci received a call that immediately tightened his heart. He quickly called his boss again.
"What is it?"
Qing Muye answered the phone and asked.
"Boss, something has happened. Jinxiu Apartment, where Miss Meng is located, has caught fire. The floor where she is located is the one on fire."