A black bank card, with a major bank's name embossed in gold font, looked incredibly grand.
The moment the bank card was revealed, everyone present froze. Their eyes widened, and their faces showed undisguised surprise.
Li Yun'er, in particular, turned incredibly angry upon seeing the card, her exquisite face filled with intense jealousy.
"This... this is... a black gold card?"
Li Fu'an gasped, his eyes involuntarily darting to Zhao Ruolan. He was speechless for a long moment.
"Hahaha... That's more like it."
Old Madam Qing glanced at Qing Muye, smiling warmly. "You're Jingwei's brother, this is how you should act."
"But... Old Madam, this is a black gold card, it can be swiped infinitely. If Muye just gives the card to Jingwei like this, what if Jingwei spends recklessly? After all, this card can even swipe a plane."
Zhao Ruolan, despite being severely put in her place, deliberately found an excuse. She meticulously analyzed Qing Muye's 'kind intentions,' subtly implying that Meng Jingwei, being from the countryside, might go on an unrestrained spending spree upon seeing so much money.
"Yes, Mommy is right. Grandma, Jingwei came from the countryside to Lan Cheng and hasn't seen much of the world. Giving her too much money at once might not be a good thing for her."
Li Yun'er chimed in agreement.
Listening to their interwoven words, Meng Jingwei finally understood that the black bank card in her hand was the legendary black gold card capable of swiping a plane.
She had initially thought that given Qing Muye's distinguished status, this card must be a VIP card.
No wonder the sales assistants had looked at her with such astonishment and excessive attentiveness when she was shopping at the mall. It all made sense now.
"It's alright, it's alright. Mu Lihua only has this god-granddaughter, and she must be doted on."
Old Madam Qing was very pleased. She then said to Meng Jingwei, "From now on, if you have any issues, you can come to me or your brother. We'll back you up. If anyone dares to bully you again, this old woman will be the first one to object! As for the money, spend it to your heart's content. Use it however you wish. Don't be polite with your brother, he has plenty of money."
For some reason, Meng Jingwei could feel that Old Madam Qing was extremely happy. A shrewd glint flickered in her clouded eyes, and Meng Jingwei couldn't fathom what she was thinking.
Regardless, Meng Jingwei found it hard to read her.
However, she was very clear on one point: Old Madam Qing's words just now were deliberately aimed at the Li family of three.
She felt an immense sense of satisfaction.
Given the circumstances, the Li couple's mood could not be described as merely bad.
Li Fu'an awkwardly put away the bank card he was holding, no longer daring to suggest Meng Jingwei return to the Li family.
Dinner was served, and they all ate together.
Li Fu'an, keenly sensing Old Madam Qing's affection for Meng Jingwei, couldn't help but propose that Meng Jingwei return to the Li family, but his suggestion was met with Old Madam Qing's strong opposition.
Thus, they dared not bring it up again.
After dinner, the Li couple left with Li Yun'er. Qing Muye offered to take Meng Jingwei home.
Meng Jingwei hugged Old Madam Qing tightly and whispered gratefully in her ear, "Grandma, thank you so much for today."
"What are you thanking me for? I'm your Grandma, it's only right to dote on you. Just remember to visit Grandma often in the future," Old Madam Qing genuinely liked Meng Jingwei.
Especially after Meng Jingwei had saved Old Madam Qing, her affection for the girl had only grown.
Naturally, her fondness included a portion of gratitude for Meng Jingwei saving her life, but there were also other reasons.
"Okay, then Grandma, get some rest. We'll be going now."
Meng Jingwei waved goodbye to her and turned to leave.
The Li family of three also bid farewell to Old Madam Qing one by one and walked out of the old residence together.
There was a considerable distance between the backyard and the front yard of the old residence. As they walked along the cobblestone path, Li Fu'an said to Qing Muye, "Muye, you're engaged to Jingwei, but you're still living separately. People will talk if this gets out."
"Yes, you're already engaged, you should be living together," Zhao Ruolan seized the opportunity to chime in.
Although Li Yun'er was engaged to Qing Muye, the fact that they weren't living together was still a troubling matter.
However, they had lowered their guard against Meng Jingwei. After all, she had become Old Madam Qing's god-granddaughter, and it was impossible for her to marry Qing Muye.
Li Yun'er lowered her head, her lips pressed together, her heart filled with fluttering anticipation.
Then she heard Qing Muye say, "This is the rule of my Qing family."
His words left the three of them speechless, as if doused with a basin of ice-cold water.
After a long pause, Zhao Ruolan asked again, "Then when do you two plan to get married?"
"We'll see."
Those simple two words were like a bucket of icy water poured directly over them, leaving Li Yun'er chilled to the bone.
Li Fu'an couldn't resist the urge to press further, but Zhao Ruolan intercepted him with a look.
Today wasn't the right time, and it wasn't suitable to inquire further about these matters.
As they reached the gate, they got into their respective cars and departed.
The Li couple got into their car, and Li Yun'er looked at Qing Muye with reluctance. She walked over, threw her arms around him, and looked up at him with her watery, clear eyes, "Brother Muye, Yun'er really wants to live with you."
Faced with her sudden closeness, Qing Muye felt a strong scent of perfume waft towards him. Even though it wasn't a cheap perfume, the intensity was overwhelming. Qing Muye furrowed his brow slightly.
His gaze involuntarily shifted towards Meng Jingwei.
As he looked over, Meng Jingwei was already looking at him. Their eyes met, and Meng Jingwei suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. She merely raised her eyebrows slightly and turned to get into her car.
The engaged couple was showing affection; she didn't want to intrude.
"Have you forgotten what I told you?"
Qing Muye's body remained stiff, his posture unchanged, one hand in his suit pocket, the other hanging at his side.
His cold words were like sharp daggers, piercing Li Yun'er's heart and causing her immense pain.
Her eyes immediately welled up with tears, looking utterly wronged.
Seeing her pitiful state, especially her face, which bore a resemblance to Meng Jingwei's, Qing Muye's fingertips twitched. He raised his hand and gently patted her back. "Go back and rest early."
That gentle pat on the back, coupled with the sympathetic glance earlier, made Li Yun'er distinctly 'feel' Qing Muye's 'deep affection' for her. She became as delighted as a child who had just eaten a candied date.
"Alright then, Brother Muye, goodnight."
With that, she stood on tiptoe and gently kissed him on the cheek.
At that moment, Qing Muye's face involuntarily turned slightly, but he still didn't avoid Li Yun'er's light kiss.
His gaze, however, flickered to the side, and he happened to catch sight of Meng Jingwei's face in the car's rearview mirror. She seemed to be staring at the mirror, watching their interaction.
Li Yun'er released Qing Muye, her mood exceptionally good. She got into the car, and the family of three left.
Qing Muye watched the car depart. He took out a limited edition handkerchief from his inner suit pocket and wiped the spot on his cheek where Li Yun'er had kissed him. Then, with evident disgust, he threw the handkerchief directly into the trash bin.