With such good traffic now, if she became a livestream sales host, she should be able to earn a lot of money.
Meng Jingwei felt a touch of regret.
If not for the constraints of her identity, she would have really liked to take this opportunity to drive traffic to Chaoyun E-sports and earn a good sum of money.
But the circumstances did not allow it.
Meng Jingwei returned home and had not rested for long before her phone rang.
She picked up the phone and saw it was from Madam Qing.
The young woman's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she couldn't help but ponder.
Since her incident, Madam Qing had not contacted her. Now, she was reaching out…
She thought about the things Qing Muye had done behind the scenes, suspecting they were all instructed by Madam Qing.
"Hello, Grandma?"
After answering the call, Meng Jingwei affectionately called out.
For some reason, every time she spoke with Madam Qing, she felt a sense of kinship.
Perhaps it was Madam Qing's kindness and her own compatibility with the elder.
"Jingwei girl, you must have been wronged these past few days. Grandma hasn't contacted you, are you… angry with Grandma?"
Madam Qing smiled kindly, appearing exceptionally benevolent.
"How could I be? It's good as long as Grandma doesn't feel I've caused you trouble." Meng Jingwei stood by the window, looking at the dark, vast sky outside, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.
"I knew about your situation from the beginning. Grandma even specifically went to talk to that boy Muye about you, but Muye said he wanted to temper you and refused to interfere. This matter is all that boy's fault."
Madam Qing suddenly felt Qing Muye's ill-conceived plan was somewhat unreliable. "Thinking about it now, for a young girl like you, the rumors and gossip have indeed caused too much harm."
"Grandma…"
Meng Jingwei pursed her lips, hesitated for a long time, and then said, "Actually, Qing Muye has also helped me a lot in secret."
"Oh? Is that so? That's good, hahaha, that's good."
Upon hearing that Qing Muye had secretly helped, Madam Qing's mood instantly improved.
Meng Jingwei immediately said, "It's so late, and I've made Grandma worry about me. It's getting late, you should rest early. I'll come back to see you tomorrow."
"Alright, alright. Grandma misses you, as it's been a while since I last saw you."
"Mm, I'll return to the old house tomorrow."
After a few pleasantries with Madam Qing, she hung up the phone.
Meng Jingwei also worried that her adoptive parents at home might be concerned, so she called them and briefly explained the situation.
Meng Tianhua and his wife then felt relieved.
Seeing their tense hearts calm down a bit, Meng Jingwei finally hung up the phone.
Sitting on the bed, she opened her laptop and had a video call with the partners of Chaoyun E-sports.
The partners first inquired about her recent situation and then discussed company matters before ending the video call.
Meng Jingwei lay on the bed, playing with her phone, and couldn't help but click on Qing Muye's WeChat.
She thought about the USB drive with evidence he had given her that night, in the dead of night, in the bitter cold, how he had quietly done so much for her without seeking recognition.
She felt a pang of unease in her heart.
She opened the chat box and typed a few words: [Are you asleep?]
After carefully considering the four words for a long time, she pressed the delete key.
She re-edited: [What have you been busy with lately?]
After typing the sentence, Meng Jingwei hesitated whether to send it, but then deleted it word by word.
"Sigh, this is so frustrating."
Meng Jingwei irritably ran her hands through her hair and finally dialed Qing Muye's phone number directly.
"Ring, ring, ring—"
The phone rang a few times. Even in that short period, Meng Jingwei felt it was somewhat long, and Qing Muye's face even flashed in her mind.
Imagining his indifferent demeanor, speaking coldly: What business do you have calling in the middle of the night?
Considering his unfeeling way of handling things, Meng Jingwei thought for a moment and immediately hung up.
Forget it, it's better not to call.
Otherwise, she wouldn't know what to say later.
Meanwhile, on the other end of the line, Qing Muye walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bathrobe, and went to the table. Just as he was about to answer the ringing phone, the call abruptly ended.
He picked up the phone and saw it was a missed call from Meng Jingwei.
The man's handsome phoenix-like eyes curved slightly, and the corners of his lips curved into a faint smile.
He looked at the red missed call notification in the call log, remained silent for a few seconds, and then dialed back.
Ring—
"Hello?"
As soon as the phone rang once, Meng Jingwei answered.
Qing Muye's expression sharpened, and he suppressed the smile at the corners of his lips, asking in a deep voice, "What business do you have calling in the middle of the night?"
Meng Jingwei: "…"
Just as she expected!
She had guessed it all correctly.
She even began to doubt herself, wondering if she was a worm in his belly to understand him so well.
Meng Jingwei awkwardly reached up and touched her nose, her small hands restlessly picking at her fingernails, "Uh… No, it's nothing. I just…"
Just what?
Her mind raced in an instant but came up blank.
In the end, she only said, "I dialed the wrong number."
Qing Muye: "…"
The man's expression turned extremely displeased.
His bone-like fingers, as delicate as jade, gripped the phone and held it to his ear. He deliberately remained silent for a few seconds, seemingly waiting for the woman on the other end to find a topic.
However, Meng Jingwei also remained silent.
After waiting for a long time without hearing any sound, he said, "Then if there's nothing, I'll hang up?"
"Ah? Oh… alright, bye-bye."
"Mm."
And so, the call was cut off just like that.
Meng Jingwei raised her hand to her forehead and patted it, "Really, can't even say a word of thank you?"
For the first time, she felt that saying "thank you" was so difficult to utter.
…
The accidental incident at Meng Jingwei's wedding came to a temporary close.
The next morning, she went to the hospital to see Wang Kun and Li Lili. However, the explosion had injured Wang Kun and Li Lili's hands, and they were undergoing skin grafting.
She sincerely apologized and wanted to compensate them, but the Wang family refused.
Although this incident was premeditated by Li Dezhi, it happened at the wedding that she had personally organized. Meng Jingwei felt it was her humanitarian duty to provide compensation.
In the end, she offered a million yuan in compensation to the Wang family.
However, a million yuan was akin to begging for alms to the Wang family, and they did not accept it.
Meng Jingwei had no choice but to leave the hospital.
Unexpectedly, she encountered several reporters. She calmly faced them and answered a few questions before driving away.
She went to "Encounter Wedding Services." Meng Jingwei stood amidst the mess of the wedding company, and the beautiful scenes from a few days prior flashed in her mind.
In just a few days, the company she had painstakingly managed was destroyed.
"Sister Wei?"
Suddenly, Shi Ran arrived and called out from behind her.
Meng Jingwei turned around and saw her, looking surprised, "Shi Ran, why are you here?"
"Didn't you ask me to stay with Lin Meng? She's gone back to her maiden home. I happened to have nothing to do, so I thought I'd come back to the company to take a look, and I ran into you."
Shi Ran smiled knowingly, her entire being exuding the pure aura of a university student just entering society, giving off a remarkably clean and beautiful impression.
Meng Jingwei walked up to her, draped her arm around her neck, and sighed, "Sigh, the company is gone. You should also find a new path."