"You are too kind."
Qing Muye's dark eyes showed a hint of tenderness as he looked at Meng Jingwei. "Sympathizing with enemies will only harm yourself."
"Yes, sympathizing with enemies will only harm yourself."
She let out a long sigh, filled with melancholy. "The inheritance ceremony is less than half a month away. I wish time would pass faster."
"It will be soon. Rest well these days."
Qing Muye comforted Meng Jingwei, not wanting her to worry too much.
"I want to see Old Chen Tou this afternoon." She looked at Qing Muye with determination. "I need to make a decision between him and me."
Hearing her words, the obsidian-like eyes of Qing Muye flickered. "I'll go with you."
As if not at ease with Meng Jingwei, unwilling to let her see Old Chen Tou alone.
"No need, I..."
Meng Jingwei was about to say something when she noticed Qing Muye's expression had changed. She suddenly thought of something and asked, "I asked you before how you got injured, and you said you were poisoned?"
She had a sensitive intuition about something. Qing Muye knew Meng Jingwei had suspicions. He avoided her gaze and put a piece of fruit into his mouth. "There are so many people who want to take my life. I thought I would be dealt with in the current way, but I didn't expect to be poisoned so silently in the end."
"You were with Heka Liano the whole time, how is it that only you were poisoned?"
That day in the hospital, she had asked Qing Muye about his injury, but someone suddenly entered the room and diverted the topic. She had forgotten about it and didn't think further.
If it weren't for the sudden change in Qing Muye's expression when she mentioned going to see Old Chen Tou, Meng Jingwei would barely have given it a second thought.
"I know many people want to kill you, but we ate compressed biscuits and drank our own water on the mountain. How could anyone have had the chance to poison you? No one could even get close to you to poison you."
Meng Jingwei took Qing Muye's hand. "Where is the watch Old Chen Tou gave you that day?"
"In the palace."
Qing Muye explained, "I was taken to the palace by Heka Liano, and all my belongings were taken away."
As for his phone and other items, they were taken away by his subordinates to keep before he entered the mountain for the hunting gala, so the items were still there.
"A Ye, you are lying!"
Meng Jingwei's eyes turned cold, and she immediately questioned, "With your personality, after being attacked, you would definitely investigate yourself and retaliate. But after you came out of the palace, you avoided talking about your poisoning, deliberately evading it."
Thinking of this, Meng Jingwei furrowed her brow and asked a question she herself was unsure of, "Was it Old Chen Tou's men who attacked you?"
"What are you thinking?"
Qing Muye's handsome face broke into a smile. He raised his hand and pinched her cheek. "I have already dealt with the person who poisoned me. The mastermind, besides Anthony, is no one else."
He spread his hands. "My identity is exposed now, and Anthony wants to get rid of me but cannot do it openly. The hunting gala is the only opportunity; how could he miss it?"
The man shook his head and sighed. "You, you just like to overthink things."
"Really?"
"Is there any falsity to this?" Qing Muye's expression was normal.
Even when lying, he could hide his emotions extremely well, preventing Meng Jingwei from detecting them.
The relationship between Old Chen Tou and Meng Jingwei was complicated. Although he hated Old Chen Tou, if Meng Jingwei were to know again that Old Chen Tou had nearly killed her, the immense pressure would likely crush her.
Therefore, Qing Muye chose to conceal it.