The deep water flows quietly.

Chapter 567 Negotiating with Old Chen Tou

Meng Jingwei held her phone, recording a video with a serious expression, then burst into laughter.

"Relying on my indulgence, you're being reckless, aren't you?"

He frowned, threatening her.

As soon as his words fell, Elder Madam Qing released his ear, slapped him on the back of the head, and said, "You little brat, who are you threatening? Jingwei is my god-granddaughter. If you dare bully her, I'll beat you to death!"

Qing Muye immediately despaired.

His incredulous gaze fell upon Elder Madam Qing. "Who is your biological grandson?"

"It doesn't matter who my biological grandson is. What's important is that Jingwei and the baby in her belly are."

A person in good spirits is always refreshed.

Elder Madam Qing radiated vitality, her eyes smiling as she was in an excellent mood.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm, Grandma is wise."

Meng Jingwei gave a thumbs-up, complimenting Elder Madam Qing while saving the recorded video.

The old butler standing beside them chuckled, seeing the three of them enjoying themselves.

Then, with a nod, he exited the ward and closed the door.

"Grandma still treats me the best."

Meng Jingwei took Elder Madam Qing's hand and raised her eyebrows at Qing Muye, her expression utterly provocative.

"When we get back, I'll deal with you properly."

The man laughed, shaking his head in helplessness.

How could he be angry?

On the contrary, seeing the two most important women in his life beaming with joy was his greatest comfort.

After the merriment, Elder Madam Qing finally began to discuss business.

"Mu Ye told me that you'll get your marriage certificate after you're discharged from the hospital. I was thinking, it's not good for a girl's reputation to be pregnant before marriage, so why not rush the wedding? Jingwei, what do you think?"

As a woman, Elder Madam Qing naturally knew that although unmarried pregnancy was becoming more accepted, it was hard to stop people from gossiping.

Especially with the Qing family's immense wealth, they were always fodder for conversation.

She was thinking of Meng Jingwei.

"Ah? This..."

Meng Jingwei hesitated, then looked at Qing Muye.

"I agree with Grandma's thoughts."

Qing Muye held Meng Jingwei's hand. "Although the time is tight, it won't stop me from giving you a grand wedding."

"I..."

She dared not answer directly.

Meng Jingwei knew very well that even if she agreed, she still had to convince Old Master Chen.

If that hurdle couldn't be cleared, this marriage...

It might be difficult to proceed.

"I will personally speak with Master Chen."

Qing Muye seemed to sense Meng Jingwei's concern.

"Okay, fine."

After a moment's thought, she finally agreed.

In the morning, Elder Madam Qing chatted with Meng Jingwei at the hospital. Qing Muye didn't dare to delay and went directly to Chu Jian Wedding Company to find Old Master Chen.

He had already ordered someone to pick up Meng Jingwei's parents, and they would arrive in Lancheng that afternoon.

Now, the only person he couldn't handle was Old Master Chen.

Qing Muye drove to Chu Jian Wedding Company. As soon as he parked the car in the parking area.

Old Master Chen, who was on duty, saw the car and found it familiar, so he walked over.

"Master Chen."

Qing Muye got out of the car and greeted Old Master Chen.

"Why are you here today? You haven't been here for a while, you rascal."

Old Master Chen, wearing a dark blue uniform, approached and smiled kindly, giving off a benevolent aura.

With Qing Muye's permission, Old Master Chen had kept his beard even while working at the Chu Jian Apartments.

Qing Muye took out a cigarette and offered one to Old Master Chen. "I need to talk to you about something."

As a cigarette was presented, Old Master Chen was about to take it, but upon hearing his words, he paused, hesitating.

Qing Muye noticed his expression and raised his hand offering the cigarette. "Yes?"

"Hahaha, alright. You're my boss, so it must be about work, right?"

Old Master Chen took the cigarette, put it in his mouth, and Qing Muye lit it for him with his lighter.

The security guard nearby was stunned, his mouth agape as if an egg could fit inside.