Although her words in the hospital were extremely unpleasant, afterward, Qing Muye ruthlessly cut off all her business with Xiéhuì Wedding and even ruined a pre-arranged endorsement contract with Fige Jewelry, making Meng Jingwei re-examine her relationship with Qing Muye.
Despite everything being pleasant and safe when they were at peace, this incident made Meng Jingwei clearly understand that Qing Muye's power was immense and capable of turning the world upside down.
However, he could also drag her from ‘Nine Heavens’ to ‘Ten Thousand Feet Abyss’ with a flick of his finger.
A person who held the power of his life and destiny.
The risk factor was two hundred percent.
How could she have the courage to be friends with such a person?
Let alone dating him.
But no matter what, she was currently the god-granddaughter of Old Mrs. Qing. If anything truly happened, even without Qing Muye, she would still have Old Mrs. Qing to back her up.
This was why the people of Lancheng, knowing the conflict between Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye, dared not make any ‘small moves’ behind their backs!
After Qing Muye finished speaking, he waited for Meng Jingwei’s reply for a long time.
He glanced at the woman sitting in the passenger seat. His ink-dark eyebrows furrowed slightly, showing a hint of helplessness.
At this moment, Qing Muye’s phone rang.
He took out his phone. The screen displayed the name ‘Chu Xue’, but Qing Muye did not answer the call, instead placing his phone aside.
Qing Muye had not followed Chu Xue into the private room at the hotel earlier, so Chu Xue was unaware that Qing Muye had left with Meng Jingwei.
After one unanswered call, a second one immediately came in, followed by a third...
The phone kept ringing. Meng Jingwei occasionally glanced at the number on the screen, then at Qing Muye.
Seeing his composed demeanor, she felt he was hypocritical and pretentious.
He had just professed his love for her, and then immediately got involved with another woman.
She couldn’t help but feel fortunate that she had remained rational and hadn’t been easily deceived by his sweet talk. Otherwise… she would have suffered a great loss.
Alas, people’s hearts are treacherous.
Finally, the man, bothered by the incessant ringing, answered the call and said coldly, “What is it?”
“Mm. Something came up at her home unexpectedly. I’m sending her back.”
“You take Uncle Qi’s car back.”
“Okay.”
“Hang up.”
Meng Jingwei couldn’t hear what Chu Xue said on the other end, but from Qing Muye’s cold words, she could clearly sense his indifference and heartlessness.
A wave of compassion washed over her, making her feel a bit sorry for Chu Xue and Li Yun’er.
It was unrequited love. Look who they fell in love with? Merely a heartless scoundrel.
In the car, melodious music began to play softly – a piece called "Wedding in a Dream." Although this piano piece was many years old, Meng Jingwei still loved it dearly.
She slowly closed her eyes, quietly immersing herself in the joys and sorrows conveyed by the music, her mood gradually improving.
Meng Jingwei had only closed her eyes for a minute when something was suddenly tossed into her arms.
Opening her eyes, she saw it was a blanket.
“It’s cold. Be careful not to catch a cold,” the man said patiently, turning his head.
The blanket was placed on Meng Jingwei’s body, feeling warm. Even though the air conditioning was on in the car, there was still a slight chill.
As she pulled the blanket, her sensitive nose caught a faint lingering fragrance on it, similar to the scent of Chu Xue.
“I don’t need it.”
She put the blanket away and threw it directly onto the back seat. “I’m not cold.”
Although she didn’t have a germaphobia, she disliked using things that others had used.
“No one has used that blanket.”
For some reason, Qing Muye had guessed her thoughts.
Perhaps Meng Jingwei’s expression was too obvious.
“It still smells like your girlfriend. What do you mean no one has used it? I don’t need it. You should keep it for your girlfriend.”
Meng Jingwei rolled her eyes at him, too lazy to look at Qing Muye any further.
“Who told you she is my girlfriend?” Qing Muye’s face darkened as he questioned her.
“Whether she’s your girlfriend or not is unimportant; that’s your business.” Meng Jingwei took out her phone and checked the time. “Drop me off at the entrance of Xiéhuì Company later. I’ll pay you double the fare.”
The phone had navigation software. As long as she entered the starting point and destination, she could know the amount.
She didn’t want to have any further ties with Qing Muye and wished to sever all connections.
Feeling her sarcastic attitude, Qing Muye felt inexplicably annoyed, but he still suppressed his anger and said, “It’s snowing, and the highway is closed. The provincial roads below are full of trucks, which is very dangerous.”
“It has nothing to do with…”
Meng Jingwei suddenly turned her head, her slightly cool gaze fixed on Qing Muye, and continued, “with me.”
Hypocritical!
Because she had said harsh words in the hospital, Qing Muye had directly cut off her store’s business and even blocked her only endorsement.
He had even hired people to investigate her.
She knew these things too well.
After acting so heartlessly before, he was now showing kindness and concern for her?
Meng Jingwei couldn’t help but chuckle, finding it exceptionally ironic.
Qing Muye’s actions could have two possible explanations…
One, he was forcing her to comply; Two, he acted entirely on his whims, treating her like a pet – giving her a bite to eat when he was happy, and not letting her have an easy time when he was displeased!
Hiss—
As Meng Jingwei finished speaking, Qing Muye slammed on the brakes, and the car skidded for more than ten meters before stopping.
The man turned sideways, his bottomless, obsidian-like sharp eyes fixed on her without blinking. His icy gaze was as piercing as the biting cold wind in winter, sending a chill to the bone.
“What, you think that by becoming the god-granddaughter of Grandma, you can be so unrestrained in front of me?”
To put it bluntly, she was provoking him!
This damned woman truly made him…
He didn’t know what to do with her.
“Yes, is there a problem?”
Meng Jingwei’s delicate oval face was adorned with a faint smile, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes, even carrying a hint of sarcasm.
If he said so, then so be it.
Meng Jingwei couldn’t be bothered to refute.
Her slightly arrogant and smug demeanor completely infuriated Qing Muye.
He lunged forward, grabbed her scarf at the neck, and pulled her towards him. “Meng Jingwei…”
“What are you doing?”
Meng Jingwei was pulled forward by his force, but she maintained her faint smile, looking at him. “Big brother, are you angry now? Are you going to hit me, silence me, or cut off my livelihood?”
After speaking, she saw Qing Muye’s expression instantly darken several shades. The hand gripping her scarf creaked ominously, showing he was suppressing his rage to the extreme.
She continued, “Why are you so angry? Aren’t these all your usual tricks, big brother? Speaking of which, I should thank you for showing mercy and not pushing me to the miserable state of Li Yun’er.”
Mentioning this, Meng Jingwei’s red lips curved upwards, faint dimples appearing on her cheeks. The smile was sweet and charming, yet it infuriated Qing Muye, making him grit his teeth, his veins bulging on the back of his hand, wishing he could punish her severely!