"Follow your heart, go see them if you want to."
Qing Muye let Meng Jingwei make her own choice.
"I..." Meng Jingwei hesitated for a moment. "I understand."
An hour after hanging up the phone...
Knock, knock, knock—
Meng Jingwei knocked on the door, and shortly after, it opened.
Qing Muye stood at the suite door. Upon seeing Meng Jingwei, he took her hand and pulled her into his arms, giving her a warm embrace.
Meng Jingwei nestled in his embrace, holding him tightly and closing her eyes.
They stood in silence. Qing Muye gently patted her back, comforting her emotions.
"Your daughter's back? Come, come, come, hurry over for dinner."
Du Juan, seeing no movement at the door, walked over to peek and saw the two of them at the door, being lovey-dovey.
"Oh, okay."
Meng Jingwei then let go of Qing Muye, tilted her head to look at Du Juan, and responded. She then signaled Qing Muye with her eyes, asking him to keep quiet about Li Yun'er.
Although they didn't care about Li Yun'er's matters, Meng Jingwei still didn't want them to know too much.
The man nodded slightly, closed the door, and led her into the living room.
On the dining table in the living room, a sumptuous meal was prepared, and several people were seated, dining.
"Daughter, your master and mother will be returning to Lancheng this afternoon."
While eating, Meng Tianhua suddenly said.
Meng Jingwei was taken aback. "Returning this afternoon? Didn't you... just arrive yesterday?"
*Slap—*
Old Shentou slammed his chopsticks onto the table. "Hmph, your parents and I are old. We can't control you anymore. You're in charge of your own marriage."
Old Shentou, puffing out his beard and glaring in anger, picked up his wine glass and took a sip, his displeasure evident.
Du Juan, holding her bowl, listened to Old Shentou's words, glanced at Meng Jingwei, but said nothing.
She remained neutral.
Old Shentou's words had a point, and Meng Jingwei's words were naturally reasonable.
Meng Jingwei immediately felt that the meat in her mouth lost its flavor. She slowly put down her chopsticks, lowered her head in thought, chewed the pork knuckle in her mouth, and then said, "Old Shentou, I know you mean well, but my happiness is in my own hands, and I still want to..."
"If you want to be together, then be together. Just let us know when you get married."
Old Shentou stroked his goatee and said this, then buried his head in eating.
After the meal, they sat for a while. The three insisted on leaving, so Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye sent them to the station.
Along the way, Qing Muye offered to have someone drive them back, but they refused.
Upon arriving at the train station, Meng Jingwei stood talking to Meng Tianhua and Du Juan. Old Shentou said, "I'll go to the restroom."
"Master Shen, I'll accompany you."
Qing Muye accompanied Old Shentou to the restroom, as if concerned he might get lost.
After they had put some distance between themselves and Meng Jingwei, Old Shentou glanced back and then asked quietly, "I hope you'll keep your promise."
"For Ah Wei, this marriage is not worth it."
Qing Muye said this calmly, but the darkness in his eyes betrayed his unconcealed melancholy and pain.
After a moment of silence, he asked again, "Regarding Li Yun'er's death, Master Shen must know who the killer is, right?"
At this point, Qing Muye was very clear that Meng Tianhua and his wife still did not know Meng Jingwei's true identity, nor did they know Old Shentou's.
But Li Yun'er's death was no accident, and Old Shentou should be well aware of the reason.
Old Shentou paused, then looked up at Qing Muye meaningfully. "Young man, you are very smart. I admire you."
He raised his hand and patted Qing Muye's shoulder. "If Jingwei didn't have that other identity, I would fully support your marriage."
In fact, Old Shentou had never supported Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye's marriage from the beginning. He had only been going through the motions with Qing Muye in front of Meng Jingwei and Meng Tianhua.
That night, Old Shentou told Qing Muye things concerning Meng Jingwei, which led Qing Muye to agree with Old Shentou...
To temporarily not get the marriage certificate or marry Meng Jingwei.
"Sigh~!"
After speaking, Old Shentou lowered his head, shook it, slowly withdrew his hand from Qing Muye's shoulder, and went into the restroom.
When they came out, the three boarded a bus. Qing Muye handed over the prepared gifts, and watched them leave.
As the bus drove further away, Meng Jingwei finally let out a sigh of relief. "Phew... they're finally gone. Fortunately, my parents don't know about Li Yun'er, or they'd be overthinking again."
She held Qing Muye's hand, a lingering heaviness on her face. "Let's go back, I'm a bit tired."
The next day, Meng Jingwei spent the entire day at work absentmindedly. After work that evening, Shu Yao and Ivan called to invite her for hot pot.
After meeting at the hot pot restaurant and ordering their dishes, the three sat down. Shu Yao mysteriously asked, "I heard Li Yun'er is dead, is that true?"
Ivan nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes, I heard people saying that too. But because of Li Yun'er's previous scandals, the Li family didn't dare to announce her death publicly and planned to use her going abroad as an excuse to cover it up."
"Yes, I also heard that Mr. and Mrs. Li Fuan are at an auction company and seem to be preparing to leave Lancheng," Shu Yao added.
Facing their questions, Meng Jingwei nodded tiredly. "Mm."
"Oh my goodness, how could something like this happen?" Shu Yao gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. "Just like that, she's gone."
"She deserved it. It was her own doing. She did too much evil when she was alive, so she deserved to die."
Ivan grumbled unhappily.
Meng Jingwei was not in high spirits and didn't say much.
Ivan and Shu Yao noticed her unhappier mood and changed the subject.
"By the way, Weiwei, can you help me with something? My baby is over six months old, and I want to give birth at Xihua Children's Hospital, but my records can't be transferred there. Can you think of a way?"
Shu Yao said, holding her pregnant belly, to Meng Jingwei.
Meng Jingwei, who was eating lamb rolls, was stunned. "Find Tang Si. He has a good relationship with the dean of Xihua Children's Hospital. It's a simple matter for him. You're looking for the wrong person by coming to me."
"Tch, I don't want to find him at all."
Shu Yao rolled her eyes, gripped her chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, and stirred it in the sauce bowl. "He's not a good person."
Meng Jingwei was confused. She glanced at Ivan, probably wanting to ask him about the situation.
Ivan shrugged. "Looking at me won't help. I'm also wondering."
"What's wrong with you guys?" Meng Jingwei couldn't figure out the reason and directly asked Shu Yao.
After all, ever since Shu Yao broke up with Qing Sihuai, Tang Si had accompanied Shu Yao during her period of low spirits, and the two had gradually become friends.
She just hadn't expected them to quarrel.
"What else could it be? Tang Si looks down on me. He says I'm not as good as Lin Meng, that I'm destined to not be able to take care of the child alone, and that I shouldn't have had the baby."
Shu Yao poked the sauce bowl with her chopsticks, seeming to vent her displeasure.
Meng Jingwei noticed her demeanor, her willow-like eyebrows slightly furrowed, as she subtly sensed a different aura.