Meng Jingwei had previously viewed Meng Jingwei as a rival and thus felt immense repulsion towards her.
Upon learning that Qing Muyye preferred 'men', her attitude towards Meng Jingwei underwent a complete 180-degree transformation.
"Really? Can I do it?"
Meng Jingwei's eyes lit up.
Being a model was great. The work hours were long, and there was a fixed income. Of course, it was good.
The key was that Chu Xue was acting as a connection, allowing her to sign with a company and receive a salary.
When she first came to Lan City, she had also considered becoming a model. However, because she had never walked in a major fashion show, had no fame, and no company wanted her, she could only deliver food and work in nightclubs to earn money to support her adoptive parents.
"Of course."
Chu Xue was full of confidence.
Han Junyan listened and couldn't help but chuckle, "With your looks and abilities, you might even make it into the entertainment industry. If we get rich, don't forget each other."
He teased her.
Meng Jingwei was amused by Han Junyan's words, "Forget it, I just want to earn a living."
She had no desire to enter the entertainment industry, as it was a very chaotic place, and she feared it would be difficult to navigate.
More importantly, she only wanted to focus on her career.
If she signed with a modeling company, it would merely be a profession to deceive people.
"Han Junyan is right, I think you are very capable."
"Thank you, you two think highly of me."
"Of course. I, Chu Xue, have never misjudged someone." She smiled and added, "It's already the end of the year. How about I introduce you to the company boss tomorrow, and you can talk and finalize things?"
"Certainly, no problem. After it's settled, I'll treat you to a meal."
"It's decided then."
The two readily agreed.
The three of them sat together, chatting happily, and Meng Jingwei felt delighted.
After returning home, she spent time talking and playing chess with Old Man Chen.
At this moment, Shu Yao called.
Meng Jingwei glanced at it but didn't answer.
After Old Man Chen fell asleep, she went to rest in the next room.
The adjacent room was a house purchased by Qing Muyye. It was luxuriously and expensively decorated, a stark contrast to her own room next door.
Meng Jingwei entered the bedroom and opened the closet door, her eyes widening in surprise.
Inside the closet hung a row of winter clothes, in various colors and styles.
She tilted her head and saw that they were all the latest designer brands, all prepared for her.
Meng Jingwei couldn't help but feel touched, deeply moved by Qing Muyye's meticulous care and thoughtfulness once again.
As she was thinking of Qing Muyye, his call came in.
Meng Jingwei answered the phone, "Are you up?"
"Haven't you rested yet?"
His familiar and pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone, inexplicably bringing her some peace.
Meng Jingwei's slender fingers traced over the clothes one by one, and she said faintly, "When did you prepare the clothes in the house next door?"
"Not long ago."
Qing Muyye replied casually.
Unbeknownst to her, ever since Qing Muyye bought this property, the clothes in the bedroom had been updated seasonally.
"Okay."
Meng Jingwei didn't think much of it. She turned and lay on the bed, hugging a pillow, and chatted on the phone with Qing Muyye. "I had dinner with Han Junyan today. Guess who Han Junyan brought with him?"
Men are inherently sensitive to rivals in love.
And Qing Muyye's dislike for Han Junyan was even more pronounced, though he didn't show it too obviously. "His girlfriend?"
"Don't joke. He brought Chu Xue with him today. Chu Xue apologized to me, saying she shouldn't have targeted me because of you before, and she actively wants to be friends with me."
Speaking of which, Meng Jingwei sighed helplessly, raised her hand to brush a strand of hair from her temple, "If Chu Xue ever finds out that the man from the mall that day was me, she'll think I deceived her and probably try to kill me."
"Chu Xue is a good person, worth befriending."
Chu Xue and Qing Muyye had known each other since childhood. Although Qing Muyye didn't interact much with Chu Xue, he understood her very well.
"Befriending?"
Meng Jingwei sneered coldly.
Qing Muyye only knew half the story.
Chu Xue was a good person, but only towards people she liked. However, towards those she disliked or considered enemies, she would stop at nothing and employ all sorts of tactics.
"Doesn't Han Junyan not have a girlfriend? They seem like a good match."
Qing Muyye said inexplicably.
"When did you become a matchmaker?" Meng Jingwei's red lips curved slightly, "Tsk tsk, just having dinner with Han Junyan makes you feel threatened? That's not like you."
"What can I do? It's because the woman I've set my sights on is so outstanding. Although you don't attract attention, there's a saying, 'If you bloom, butterflies will come naturally.'"
Meng Jingwei couldn't help but roll her eyes. In the end, he was still implying that she was 'attracting attention'.
After chatting for a while, Qing Muyye had work to attend to, so he hung up the phone.
Once it was quiet, Meng Jingwei leaned against the headboard, feeling an emptiness in her heart.
She recalled all the things Qing Muyye had done for her, as well as what had happened with Xiao Cheng at the hotel that night. Qing Muyye knew everything but had never told her.
He, such a proud man, a celestial prodigy who existed like a god, could even tolerate her being defiled.
Meng Jingwei's mood grew heavier, feeling that she was unworthy of Qing Muyye.
She even felt that the distance between them was growing, so far that it was unattainable.
Such an excellent man as him deserved a better woman to be his match.
Meanwhile, in Country C.
Qing Muyye was dining at his villa, chatting on the phone with Meng Jingwei.
However, a woman's sudden appearance in the living room caused him to make an excuse and hang up the phone.
"Oh my, Mumu, how can you eat alone and not call me?"
The woman was hot and sexy, with wavy chestnut hair, wearing ten-centimeter stilettos. Her waist seemed about to break as she walked up to him and snatched the sandwich he hadn't touched yet.
Qing Muyye wasn't angry. He simply signaled to a servant beside him, indicating for them to prepare another sandwich.
"Why are you here so early?"
Qing Muyye's cold eyes gazed at the woman opposite him. Although his tone was somewhat cold, he didn't seem to dislike her.
"We haven't seen each other in a while, and I missed you. The weather is nice today, want to go out and play?" the woman said in a soft, cooing voice.
"No time."
He said coldly.
He casually picked up the documents placed to the side and looked down at them.
*Slap—*
The woman stood up and directly closed the file in front of Qing Muyye. "Mumu, you heartless man. I missed you so much, and this is how you treat me?"
"If you missed me so much, why didn't you die?"
"You... Humph, you heartless old man, you're making me angry..." The woman, worried that if she said 'making me angry' again, Qing Muyye would tell her to die.
She immediately changed her tune, "Really, really. It's been over a year since we last met, I missed you. Accompany me for a day today, okay?"
Qing Muyye looked at the documents beside him, then at the woman opposite him. "Just this once."
"Hahaha, you're still the best to me."
...
Lan City, the next day.
Because Old Man Chen had arrived, Meng Jingwei's daily routine naturally changed.
Old Man Chen dragged her out of bed at four-thirty to go for a run, and then they began practicing in the park.