Seeing her fiery anger, Qing Muyed felt a pang of heartache, even a touch of self-reproach.
Normally, his self-control was excellent.
But once he was with Meng Jingwei, he found it difficult to restrain himself.
Especially after she agreed to date him.
"In the future, I will try my best to control myself," he said softly. "Breakfast is ready. Wash up and come eat quickly."
"Go away, I don't want to see you!" Meng Jingwei shot him a glare and stomped into the bedroom, slamming the door shut.
In the bathroom, after a quick wash-up, she changed her clothes. She had intended to grab her bag and leave for work immediately. However, as soon as the bedroom door opened, a fragrant and delicious aroma wafted out.
*Grumble…*
After a restless night, she was famished. The smell of food made her stomach rumble, intensifying her hunger.
Qing Muyed walked over to her and took her hand. "Come and eat quickly. I'll drive you there later."
"Do I need you to drive me? Are you afraid everyone won't know I'm with you?" She glanced at Qing Muyed with a cold snort and huffed her way to the dining table.
On the table was a bowl of congee, shrimp congee. As expected, the man only knew how to make congee.
She stirred the congee with her spoon and looked up at Qing Muyed, who sat opposite her with an innocent and pleading look.
Meng Jingwei's anger subsided by more than half. Still, she stirred the congee and said to Qing Muyed, "From today onwards, you go back to your own home."
The man: "…"
He really wanted to say that this was his home too. But Qing Muyed didn't dare.
Didn't dare? Qing Muyed had never imagined that one day he would have to think twice before saying a single word.
"Oh, this house is yours too," Meng Jingwei realized. "Fine, I'll go back to my place tonight."
"Eat first. If you're any later, you'll really be late." Qing Muyed reminded her.
Meng Jingwei didn't say anything. She finished the congee as quickly as possible, then grabbed her bag and got up to leave.
Before she left, she said to Qing Muyed, "I'm leaving, bye."
"I'll take you."
"Forget it. It won't be good if someone sees us."
"They won't."
Qing Muyed put the bowls in the kitchen, gave them a quick wash, and immediately came out. He changed his shoes at the entrance and went downstairs with Meng Jingwei.
Meng Jingwei had some reservations initially, but when Qing Muyed walked up to an ordinary Volkswagen sedan, she finally understood. This guy had actually bought an inexpensive car.
Meng Jingwei opened the passenger door and got in. Before she could say, "I didn't expect you to drive such an affordable car," she realized that the interior decoration and layout were of top-tier luxury car configuration.
"Modified?" She tilted her head and asked Qing Muyed.
"Mm." Qing Muyed nodded. Seeing Meng Jingwei's cute expression, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek. "Sit tight."
The sedan slowly started, heading towards Huayu Media. After a while, they finally arrived at the company building.
"I'm leaving." Meng Jingwei unbuckled her seatbelt and prepared to get out.
At that moment, the man beside her asked faintly, "Did you forget something?"
"What?" Meng Jingwei patted her bag and checked her phone. Everything was there. "I didn't miss anything."
Seeing her dim-witted look, Qing Muyed grabbed her collar and pulled her closer. He leaned in and left a kiss on her lips. Then, he gently bit her lip. "Remember, don't forget again." With that, he let go of Meng Jingwei and tidied her clothes, patting her head as if stroking a pet.
"You're impossible!" Meng Jingwei shot him a glare and pushed the car door open to get out. Turning her back to Qing Muyed, her red lips curved into a satisfied smile. This feeling of being immersed in the beautiful atmosphere of love was wonderful. She waved goodbye to Qing Muyed and then jogged into Huayu Media.
As it was the first day back after the New Year, everyone in the company gathered for a morning meeting. However, when everyone had arrived in the conference room, someone was still missing.
Lu Sen sat in the main seat. Looking at the empty chair to his right, he said, "Meiyi isn't here yet. Let's wait a bit longer."
As soon as he finished speaking, the office was filled with whispers.
"Tch, relying on being the company's top star, she can be late for meetings."
"So rude, making everyone wait for her."
"Exactly."
"She's not even an internationally renowned supermodel yet, and she's already putting on airs. How impressive."
"People like that are really annoying."
...
The office people were gossiping. Even Yu Yu, sitting next to Meng Jingwei, leaned over and whispered, "Su Meiyi only became popular at the beginning of last year, and in less than a year, she's become so arrogant. Jingwei, you must not learn from her."
Meng Jingwei was amused by Yu Yu's words. She leaned sideways and whispered, "If I wanted to learn, I'd need the capital first."
Dozens of people were seated in the conference room at Huayu Media, all waiting for Su Meiyi. Time ticked by. After waiting for half an hour, Su Meiyi finally sauntered into the conference room.
"Brother Lu, I'm sorry, there was traffic. I'm late. I've kept you waiting." Su Meiyi wore a cinched waist tight sweater, paired with black stockings, a trench coat, and delicate makeup, exuding an air of arrogance.
"Tch, knowing there would be traffic, why didn't you come earlier?"
"Everyone is waiting for her. What does that mean?"
"She's not even famous yet, but she's already putting on airs."
"Some people just love to show off, you can't stop them."
"Hahaha, Sister Su, we only waited for a little while, no rush."
"It's good that Sister Su is here. Please sit down quickly."
...
The people in the conference room were sharply divided. Either they intensely disliked Su Meiyi, or they fawned over her like sycophants. Lu Sen calmly pointed to the seat beside him. "It's good that you're here. Please sit down quickly, and we'll have a short meeting."
"Okay, Brother Lu." Su Meiyi swayed her waist and sat down.
Lu Sen then began, "Since everyone is here, let's start the meeting and discuss the company's plans and direction for the year..." He sat down, opened his laptop, and projected the PPT. He spoke for over half an hour, outlining Huayu Media's annual plans, company focus, and so on.
"Alright, that's all for today. Except for Su Meiyi, everyone else can go back to their work. Meeting adjourned." As Lu Sen finished speaking, the sound of chairs scraping echoed through the office as everyone stood up and left.
After everyone had left, Lu Sen spoke to Su Meiyi, "Meiyi, I've registered you for a bridal fashion show in Country C. I just received the news that you've been accepted. Please prepare yourself; you'll need to travel to Country C the day after tomorrow."
"Oh, Brother Lu, could you arrange an assistant for me? I'm quite inconvenienced without one right now," Su Meiyi said affectatiously.
Lu Sen sighed. "We haven't hired an assistant yet. How about this, I'll arrange for Meng Jingwei to accompany you and assist you throughout. You can mentor her and give her some experience."