"It's really okay, believe me, I can handle it."
Meng Jingwei's confident demeanor.
After chatting with Han Junyan for a few more sentences, she hung up the phone.
Just as Han Junyan hung up the phone, Lin Meng's call came in.
As soon as Meng Jingwei answered, Lin Meng's tearful voice came through, "Wuwuwu... President Meng, do you know where Jiang Quan is? Wuwu... he's been missing for a day and a night, and now no one can find him. And, my house, my house caught fire today, I don't know... what to do, wuwu..."
On the other end of the phone, Lin Meng, who was in the hospital, was extremely worried about Jiang Quan's condition.
Even though Jiang Quan hadn't treated Lin Meng well, they were family after all.
Hearing Lin Meng cry, Meng Jingwei felt a pang of discomfort.
Lin Meng was originally an outsider to this matter, but she was inadvertently dragged into it, which was truly unfortunate.
"Lin Meng, Jiang Quan is not with me."
Meng Jingwei told her directly, "I know there are many rumors online, and you've probably guessed something. But what you need to do now is call the police, not look for me. Understand?"
She had to admit that she had lied.
But if Meng Jingwei told Lin Meng the truth, Lin Meng would not be as worried about Jiang Quan's whereabouts as she was now.
It would only bring mortal danger to Lin Meng.
Instead of dragging her into it, it was better to keep her out of it.
"Wuwu... then where could Jiang Quan have gone, wuwu... I'm so worried about him."
"Don't worry too much, I'll have Shi Ran come over to accompany you later. You just gave birth, you must take good care of yourself."
Meng Jingwei spoke to Lin Meng on the phone for a few sentences, then called Shi Ran and asked Shi Ran to go and accompany Lin Meng.
In the evening, when Shu Yao got off work, she saw Meng Jingwei still lying in bed and thought she was in a bad mood.
She walked over and gave her a big hug, "Weiwei, let me tell you, it's hard to find a toad with three legs in the world, but it's easy to find a man with two legs. You must not be sad or upset."
Meng Jingwei was confused, "What man?"
"Who else but that scumbag Qing Muye!"
Shu Yao roared, hands on her hips, pacing back and forth in the room angrily, "Look how outrageous he is! Not only did he not help you, but he even said that to Ah Huai about you. It's simply too much!"
Meng Jingwei knew that Shu Yao was naive, but she didn't expect her to be so clueless.
She pretended to be oblivious and asked, "Hmm, I heard that audio. But... I'm wondering, who released that audio? Qing Muye?"
She was subtly reminding Shu Yao, hoping she would look at the matter rationally.
However, it turned out that a woman in love has negative IQ.
"Of course it was Qing Muye. He released the audio to stabilize Songyu Group. Hmph, if he wanted to shirk responsibility, fine, but why did he have to drag Ah Huai into it? I estimate that all the senior management of Songyu Group must have a lot of opinions about Ah Huai now. Thinking he's biased towards you and doesn't prioritize the company. Sigh..."
Speaking of this, Shu Yao sat down on the edge of the bed, lay back, and stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, sighing, "Ah Huai is really too good, but too foolish. He always thinks of others in everything."
At this moment, Meng Jingwei almost couldn't help but rush to Shu Yao, pry open her brain, and see what was inside.
Given Qing Muye's personality, would he need to release a recording to make a public statement?
Had Shu Yao forgotten Qing Muye's words to the reporters at Wang Kun's wedding, "Her affairs have nothing to do with the Qing family"?
Meng Jingwei was sure that Qing Muye was not the type of man who liked to "pull his pants down to fart, an unnecessary move."
"What should I do? It's my fault that I implicated Qing Sihui."
Meng Jingwei could only cooperate with Shu Yao's emotions, saying it with a wronged tone.
Hearing her "guilty self-reproach," Shu Yao sat up abruptly and comforted her, "Implicated what? This is a good opportunity to test Ah Huai and let me see his character. And indeed, he didn't disappoint me. He's truly worthy of entrusting my life to."
Meng Jingwei: "..."
Girl, grow a brain.
With your chest big and brainless, you'd be losing money for others even if you were sold.
Meng Jingwei shook her head helplessly, leaned against the headboard, and started playing games.
"You can still play games, which shows you have good resilience."
Seeing Meng Jingwei so focused on playing games, Shu Yao patted her shoulder with a look of relief, "Play slowly, I'll go to the living room to wait for Ah Huai."
"Mm."
Meng Jingwei responded and didn't say anything more.
Or perhaps, she didn't know what else to say to Shu Yao.
Although she knew that Qing Sihui himself was cunning and deeply calculating, it was all speculation without any substantive evidence, and she couldn't convince Shu Yao at all.
In the bedroom, as Meng Jingwei was playing games, the door was suddenly pushed open heavily.
Xiao Cheng strode in angrily, walked to the table, and slammed his hand on the tabletop, startling Meng Jingwei.
"What... what's wrong?"
She asked.
"You ask me?"
Xiao Cheng yanked off the scarf around his neck and slammed it heavily against the wall again, "Qing Muye is a complete scoundrel. He claimed to protect you, but at the critical moment, he sacrificed the pawn to save the queen. It's too much!"
Meng Jingwei, immersed in the game, controlled the marksman Hou Yi to attack the tower, while glancing at Xiao Cheng from the corner of her eye.
Seeing his immersive acting, she felt a surge of sarcasm in her heart.
She wondered if he thought she was a fool, or if she thought he was a fool.
"Forget it, I don't want to... talk about him."
Meng Jingwei leaned against the headboard, looking listless, playing games, like a decadent person who had accepted fate's mockery and refused to resist.
"Little Weiwei, I told you before that Qing Muye is unreliable. You were too naive after all." Xiao Cheng lectured while taking out a cigarette from his inner pocket and lighting it, smoking silently.
He looked like a father worrying himself sick.
Little did he know that everything in Meng Jingwei's eyes was ridiculous, pathetic, and ironic.
"Who hasn't been naive at some point?"
After a round of games, she won.
Meng Jingwei put away her phone and sighed, "But only by experiencing it can we grow. Like this time, I have also... learned a lot. Speaking of which, I am truly grateful to you..."
Grateful to you for making me understand what life's dangers and social complexities are.
Xiao Cheng, with a cigarette in his right hand, walked to Meng Jingwei's side. Seeing her dejected and pitiable appearance, he raised his left hand, hesitated a few times, and finally placed it on her head, gently stroking it.
The gesture was full of doting.
"Little Weiwei, I hope that after this incident, you will know that in this world... only I, Xiao Cheng, am good to you without asking for anything in return." His voice was slightly hoarse and heavy.
Meng Jingwei, with her head lowered, her eyes rippled.
If she didn't know the truth, she would probably have been deeply moved by Xiao Cheng's words.
But now, she just felt it was ridiculous.
Meng Jingwei pursed her lips, blinked her beautiful eyes, and asked Xiao Cheng, "Why... why are you so good to me? That day, in the warehouse, I hurt you and your sister. Don't you hate me?"
The young woman's acting had also reached the point of perfection.
Her eyes were deliberately misty, shimmering under the bedroom light, adding a touch of melancholy to her exquisite, oval face.
Mentioning that incident, the hand Xiao Cheng had on Meng Jingwei's head froze for a moment.
Even his facial expression stiffened visibly, and then he smiled and said, "That's all in the past. I know you must have been very angry then, which is why you did that. I don't blame you."
Meng Jingwei asked this because she wanted to test if Xiao Cheng knew the intention behind her actions that day in the warehouse.
However, it turned out she was too naive.
Xiao Cheng hadn't considered it from that angle at all, only believing that she had injured him and Xiao Meiyan out of anger at the time.
"Well, that's good then."
Meng Jingwei didn't know what to say, and she disliked Xiao Cheng placing his hand on her head even more. She directly lay down on the bed and pulled the quilt to cover herself, "You should go out first. I'm a little tired and want to sleep."
"Okay, then get some good rest."