Yishan Garden.
After finishing breakfast, Meng Jingwei went upstairs to the study to study. A moment later, the study door opened, and Qing Muye walked in.
She looked up at the man and couldn't help but furrow her brows slightly, "You... Old Chen and the others will be back soon. If they see you like this, won't it be bad?"
Last night, Qing Muye had removed his makeup. Meng Jingwei thought he had stayed in his room for a long time doing his makeup, but she hadn't expected him to actually show his true face.
"Yesterday at the entrance of Yipinju, Han Junyan already discovered my identity. What's the point of continuing to hide it?"
He changed into a black suit, his short hair slicked back and gleaming, restoring his former cold and handsome demeanor. His stunningly handsome face made Meng Jingwei a little infatuated.
"That's true."
She got up, walked around the desk, and stood in front of Qing Muye. She took his hands and looked him up and down, "You look even more handsome and better in your original appearance."
After arriving in the Hidden Clan, Qing Muye had been pretending to be 'Tiezhu Zi,' a look that Meng Jingwei found awkward and unaccustomed to.
"Is that so?" Qing Muye gently withdrew his hands from her soft ones, wrapped an arm around Meng Jingwei's slender waist, leaned down, and rested his forehead against hers. He kissed her lips lightly.
The sudden tenderness made Meng Jingwei's cheeks feel warm, but then, she thought of something.
She pushed Qing Muye away and asked, "Since Han Junyan already knows your identity, he will definitely tell Anthony. Anthony must know that you harmed him, but why hasn't he taken any action yet?"
Anthony was vengeful. His hand had been severed, a deep hatred. How could he have tolerated it for so long?
"I know..."
Before Qing Muye could answer, Meng Jingwei voiced her thoughts, "The Hunting Festival. He must be planning to make a move on you during the Hunting Festival, doing it so subtly that no one notices. Even if he kills you openly, it can be attributed to the event itself. Once the life-and-death contract is signed, you can only leave it to fate."
Her clear face was clouded with worry, her expression deeply concerned.
The man's lips, pressed together, curved into a slight arc. "If I were truly that weak, I wouldn't be worthy of being Anthony's opponent."
"But he has the entire C Country behind him!"
"I'm not going to kill Anthony, so you don't need to worry too much." Qing Muye held her hand. "Come, let me take you to study."
He changed the subject, not wanting Meng Jingwei to worry.
All day, Meng Jingwei obediently studied with Qing Muye upstairs.
It wasn't until six o'clock that afternoon that Old Chen, He Xiaoming Jin, and Daisy Tini returned to the courtyard, looking exhausted.
Meng Jingwei didn't know how long it took to seal memories with the Hidden Clan's secret arts, nor did she ask.
It was only when she went downstairs with Qing Muye that the three of them, along with Aunt Tao and the new cook, showed surprise in their eyes when they saw Qing Muye's face.
Neither Old Chen nor Daisy Tini said anything about Qing Muye openly showing his true face. However, He Xiaoming Jin pouted and shot him a glare, "Liar!"
After muttering this, he went straight back to his room, not even in the mood to eat dinner.
Meng Jingwei tilted her head and glanced at Qing Muye. Their eyes met, and neither of them said anything.
"Old Chen, where did you go today?"
She changed the subject, asking Old Chen, "I haven't seen you all day."
Regarding Qing Muye's 'changed' face, the servants and cook were curious but dared not ask further. They obediently went to the kitchen to eat.
The four of them walked towards the dining room. Old Chen's face showed evident fatigue, but he still replied with feigned ease, "We went to see Madam Lanya."
"Yes, that's right. We were discussing the Hunting Festival with Madam Lanya," Daisy Tini chimed in cooperatively.