Because there was a door between the ward and the small living room, the bodyguard's words were not overheard by Madam Qing.
Qing Muye's expression subtly stiffened. He bypassed the bodyguard and walked towards Meng Jingwei's ward. He saw Meng Jingwei getting out of bed, intending to leave.
"What are you doing?"
Qing Muye entered the ward and questioned her in a cold tone.
"Nothing, I just want to be discharged."
Meng Jingwei replied to Qing Muye.
According to her original plan, she had hoped the fire incident would escalate further, making it easier for her to expose the Li family's true nature by leveraging public attention on the fire.
Meng Jingwei had even deliberately spread rumors, hoping to grant interviews.
However, just as she managed to attract the attention of reporters, Qing Muye unexpectedly used his personal connections to block them outside the hospital!
"Are you in a hurry to die?"
Qing Muye stood before her, his handsome face carrying a hint of chill.
Despite his harsh words, his concern for her was palpable.
"I only have burns on my instep and arm. I'll be fine after resting at home."
Out of gratitude for saving her life, Meng Jingwei did not want to argue with him.
Moreover, at the apartment, she had ample opportunity to escape but deliberately chose not to, precisely to make a bigger scene and attract external attention.
Therefore, she had intentionally burned her instep and arm to make everything appear more real.
She stood up and started to walk out, but Qing Muye was standing right at the ward entrance, blocking her path.
Meng Jingwei looked up at him, puzzled, "Please move aside."
Her attitude was resolute; she had made up her mind to leave the hospital.
But Qing Muye merely cast a cold glance at her, unmoving.
Their eyes met, and in that instant, their gazes were complex, filled with unfathomable depth.
"I don't want to repeat myself."
Qing Muye did not permit her to leave.
His actions made Meng Jingwei want to laugh and cry, "Qing Muye, you're being too controlling."
The subtle shifts in Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye's attitudes towards each other were evident in minute details.
For example, his concern for her, and her change in address from 'Master Qing' to his name directly, which she found to be catchy.
The arrogant man, hands in the pockets of his trousers, cast a cold glance at her, radiating a condescending chill that looked down upon everything.
He remained silent.
After a moment of eye contact, Meng Jingwei suddenly raised an eyebrow, "Are you concerned about me? Tsk tsk, could it be you've fallen for me?"
She walked up to Qing Muye, her dark and slightly unattractive face radiating a mocking smile, her words laced with utter teasing.
Upon hearing this, Qing Muye's ink-dark brows furrowed imperceptibly, followed by a faint, almost imperceptible scoff, "A fool's dream."
It was as if Meng Jingwei's words had instantly pulled Qing Muye back to reality, making him suddenly question himself: why had he rushed into the fire last night to save a woman he had no connection with?
Had he truly fallen for her?
No.
He, Qing Muye, would never be attracted to such an ugly woman.
A woman from the countryside, someone who couldn't make an appearance, deserving of his affection?
Dream on!
"If you weren't Grandma's god-granddaughter, then whether you lived or died would be of no consequence to me."
He provided a logical explanation.
But it was more like he was trying to convince himself, perfectly explaining why he had suddenly rushed into the fire to save her.
"I..."
"Jingwei? Oh my goodness, Jingwei, are you really alright? You scared me to death."
Just as Meng Jingwei was about to say something, someone suddenly walked out of the ward door, interrupting her.
Meng Jingwei's gaze shifted. She glanced past Qing Muye and at Li Yun'er standing at the ward entrance.
She inwardly sneered.
Was she in such a hurry to see if she had died?
That would truly disappoint her.
"Brother Muye, you're here too."
Little did anyone know how furious Li Yun'er was after seeing the news yesterday and discovering Meng Jingwei had survived.
But it was inappropriate for her to appear in the dead of night, so she could only wait until morning to investigate.
Who would have thought that the moment she arrived, she would see this wretched Meng Jingwei seducing her fiancé again.
For a moment, she truly wished she could strangle Meng Jingwei to death.
Qing Muye turned to look at Li Yun'er, "It's good that you're here. Since you're her friend, keep her company."
His seemingly casual tone, however, was like a command to Li Yun'er.
As a prominent socialite of Lancheng, known as the "most beautiful woman with both talent and beauty," Li Yun'er felt deeply insulted by Qing Muye's words.
To keep Meng Jingwei company?
She was just a wretch from the countryside, not worthy of it!
"Yes, Brother Muye, I was just about to keep Jingwei company."
Even though Li Yun'er felt greatly insulted by Qing Muye's words, she still agreed.
After all, she had rushed here anxiously this morning specifically to find Meng Jingwei!
Qing Muye's sharp, cold eyes swept over Meng Jingwei, then he withdrew his gaze and turned away leisurely, leaving without even looking at Li Yun'er.
His indifferent and heartless demeanor was like a sharp dagger piercing directly into Li Yun'er's heart, causing her breath to catch. She felt as if she held no status in Qing Muye's heart.
Yet, it was precisely such a man that she loved to the point of obsession, madly wanting to possess him.
However, her greatest rival was...
Her limpid eyes narrowed for a moment, a chilling cold light appearing in their depths. She cast a sinister glance at Meng Jingwei, then turned back with a smile to speak to Qing Muye, "Brother Muye, you should go and accompany Grandma first. I'll go and see Grandma later."
Her gentle and sweet voice was what countless men in Lancheng dreamt of.
But who would have known that beneath her stunning appearance lay a heart as vicious as a serpent?
"Mhm."
Qing Muye responded perfunctorily and then left.
Li Yun'er stood in the corridor, watching Qing Muye enter Madam Qing's ward. Only then did she turn back to look at Meng Jingwei, walk into the ward, and close the door.
At that moment, her devastatingly beautiful face revealed a chilling smile, so monstrous it sent shivers down one's spine.
However, Meng Jingwei was unfazed.
"Sister, did you come to see if I was dead? Tsk tsk, are you very disappointed to see me standing here safe and sound?" Meng Jingwei's dark little face was adorned with a triumphant smile.
Her words were filled with a strong sense of provocation.
She was deliberately trying to enrage Li Yun'er, hoping to make her say more of the 'words' she desired!
"Meng Jingwei, you're truly lucky that a big fire couldn't even burn you to death!"
Dressed in an off-the-shoulder, ruffled, high-waisted long dress, Li Yun'er had waist-length hair. With light makeup, she appeared pure and gentle, giving off the impression of a lady from a distinguished family.
But this beautiful woman was a viper.
"Can't be helped, heaven favors me."
Meng Jingwei raised her eyebrows and smiled smugly.
Then she raised her arm, which was wrapped in bandages, "I only burned my instep and arm. Neither wound is larger than a palm. Guess who carried me out of the inferno?"
As she spoke, she turned and sat on the hospital bed, looking at Li Yun'er with great interest.
Li Yun'er's delicate brows furrowed. Although she didn't speak, she vaguely guessed something.
She shook her head, "Impossible, don't talk nonsense."