Meng Jingwei never expected that Qing Muye would arrange for her to work at Songyu Group.
"No need to be so surprised; it's Grandma's idea."
The man looked at her with disdain, as if afraid she would overthink it.
"Can I not go?"
She really didn't want to go to Songyu Group.
During the day, she would see Qing Muye at Songyu Group, and at night, she would still see him after work. Meng Jingwei couldn't imagine what it would be like to live like that, seeing the ever-present Qing Muye every day. How terrifying it would be.
Besides, she really hated this man.
Seeing too much of him might affect her mood.
Ding—
Just then, the elevator doors opened, and Qing Muye strode out with his long legs. His voice echoed from a distance, "No."
An irrefutable tone, leaving no room for argument.
Meng Jingwei looked up and touched her forehead. "What have I done to deserve this?"
Stepping out of the elevator, she saw Qing Muye getting into his car. Song Ci was in the driver's seat, but the rear door was not closed.
Meng Jingwei figured Qing Muye was used to Song Ci's service and accustomed to others closing doors for him. So, she kindly walked over, "Your car door isn't closed."
Then, with a bang, she closed the car door for him and waved goodbye. "Bye-bye."
She thought: You take someone's money, you have to be polite.
Living under someone else's roof now, no matter how much she disliked Qing Muye, she had to maintain a superficial peace to avoid angering him and having to rent her own place.
Water bills, electricity bills, property management fees, and food expenses were all significant expenditures.
If she could save a little, she could send it to her adoptive parents to improve their living standards at home, and that would be the best.
With the car door closed, Qing Muye's face instantly darkened.
Song Ci, seeing his boss's displeased expression through the rearview mirror, instantly understood and rolled down the window. He said to Meng Jingwei, "Miss Meng, where are you going? Get in, I'll give you a ride."
"Hehehe, thank you, Assistant Song, but I'll walk myself."
If Qing Muye found out she was working at Xiao Cheng's company, that would be a disaster.
"Uh... this..."
Song Ci was speechless, unsure how to respond. He glanced at the rearview mirror again and gave his boss a pleading look.
Unexpectedly, Qing Muye said coldly, "Go."
"Yes, boss."
Song Ci rolled up the window and started the car, driving away.
Meng Jingwei, however, walked directly out of the parking garage.
Although the apartment's private elevator could reach the lobby of the Night Scene Club, the club hadn't opened yet, and the main entrance was locked. She couldn't leave through the main entrance and had to exit from the first or second basement level.
Qing Muye only exited from the second basement because he had his private parking spot there, and a personal driver was waiting for him.
But she was in a predicament.
Leaving the underground parking lot, she scanned a QR code with her phone and rode a bicycle to work.
In the President's Office of Xiao Cheng's company, she finally met Xiao Cheng.
After a brief exchange of greetings, Meng Jingwei went straight to the Secretary Department to start learning from the Chief Secretary.
She first familiarized herself with the company's regulations and then delved into understanding the company's background and current revenue situation.
After a busy period, it was already lunchtime.
As she was engrossed in her work, a whistle caught her attention. She looked up and saw Xiao Cheng standing at the doorway, looking at her with a roguish smile.
"It's time for lunch after work. Let's go."
He said.
"Okay, wait a moment."
Meng Jingwei checked the time; it was indeed time to knock off.
She packed her things and got into the elevator with Xiao Cheng.
Xiao Cheng was dressed in a white suit today. When he wasn't smiling, he had the aura of a cold, aloof CEO. But when he smiled, he exuded the charm of a stylishly handsome, slightly mischievous guy. His wicked smile made him undeniably attractive.
"What do you want to eat?"
In the elevator, Xiao Cheng asked Meng Jingwei.
Meng Jingwei considered that Xiao Cheng's company was very close to Qing Muye's Songyu Group. To avoid being "caught" by Qing Muye, she could only drag Xiao Cheng to eat fast food. Only in a fast-food restaurant did she have a chance of not running into Qing Muye.
"Let's go to the Wanji Fast Food restaurant next door."
"Okay, I'm fine with anything."
The two chatted as they walked towards the Wanji Fast Food restaurant.
Meanwhile, Li Yun'er and Qing Muye got into the car, and Song Ci was driving them to a Western restaurant nearby.
Navigating through the congested road, the car inched forward. Suddenly, Li Yun'er, with her sharp eyes, spotted the two people by the roadside. She said to Qing Muye, "Brother Muye, look, isn't that Jingwei?"
A flicker of light flashed in her eyes, and she deliberately sighed, "They seem to be so close, laughing and chatting. Jingwei probably really likes Xiao Cheng."
Qing Muye followed the direction Li Yun'er pointed and saw Meng Jingwei and Xiao Cheng laughing heartily, looking at each other, and nearly falling over with laughter.
Just then, Xiao Cheng raised his arm and casually placed it on Meng Jingwei's shoulder, affectionately embracing her. Meng Jingwei didn't seem to mind at all.
The man's face turned visibly grim, his sharp eyes narrowing, concealing a terrifying coldness.
Li Yun'er stopped at that point. Seeing that Qing Muye remained silent, she changed the subject. "Brother Muye, can you accompany me to the hospital this afternoon?"
"What's wrong?"
The man leaned back against the car seat, closed his eyes, and asked perfunctorily.
Li Yun'er pursed her lips, nervously fiddling with the hem of her skirt. "I... my period has been late for half a month. I want to get it checked."
"I have work to handle this afternoon. Let Song Ci take you."
Li Yun'er's clear eyes flickered, and she subtly pursed her red lips. "Oh, okay."
The traffic light at the intersection turned green, and the car followed the flow of traffic across. Meng Jingwei was completely unaware of anything that had happened.
She was still happily chatting with Xiao Cheng.
After lunch, Meng Jingwei returned to the company with Xiao Cheng.
That afternoon, Xiao Cheng was sitting in his office, lost in thought. Meng Jingwei walked in and, seeing his dazed expression, asked, "What's wrong?"
"Sigh, Lancheng is organizing a public welfare activity, and my father wants our company to send someone to Liangchuan to participate. I'm thinking about who to send."
He looked at Meng Jingwei, lost in thought.
"To Liangchuan? That's quite far."
Meng Jingwei thought for a moment and said, "If there's really no one else, I can go."
"You really can?"
Xiao Cheng's eyes lit up, filled with expectation.
"I'm a newcomer to our company now, and I don't understand anything to help out. By going to Liangchuan for public welfare, I can also contribute, which is good."
Meng Jingwei was a kind-hearted person by nature. In her spare time, she would often help out at orphanages or nursing homes.
"But you must know that Liangchuan is very far, and I won't be able to accompany you."
"What of it? Don't you know my skills? Don't worry."
Meng Jingwei patted her chest, clearly indicating that she could handle it and that he shouldn't worry.