Qing Laofuren's favoritism towards Qing Muye was common knowledge, and Meng Jingwei's statement was not an exaggeration.
"I won't die."
Qing Muye closed his eyes, enjoying Meng Jingwei's massage.
He thought: If something really happened, would she only be concerned about Grandma being sad because of him?
What about her?
After another period of silence, Qing Muye finally spoke, "Seventh Uncle has always been eyeing that child. Even if we return to Country C, we won't be able to escape him."
Knowing Meng Jingwei was worried about Shu Yao's condition, he addressed the matter directly.
Mentioning Shu Yao, Meng Jingwei's fair face was filled with worry. "What should we do then?"
"If Shu Yao is willing, I can arrange for the child to be placed safely. However... she definitely won't be able to see the child for a year."
Qing Muye didn't have a better solution.
After all, Shu Yao had to evade not only Qing Sihuai but also Anthony.
Qing Muye could prevent Qing Sihuai from harming the child, but he couldn't stop Anthony.
Meng Jingwei: "..."
She paused, her hands mid-massage, and moved to sit opposite him. "After all that, this is the only bad idea you have?"
She had expected Qing Muye to have a brilliant plan, only to end up suggesting the separation of mother and child.
The man leaned back on the sofa, his indifferent gaze fixed on Meng Jingwei. "What good idea do you think I could possibly have? Even without Seventh Uncle, there's still Anthony. How can I possibly contend with royal power with my own strength?"
Not to mention that he didn't have the strength for it now, even if he did, Qing Muye wouldn't waste his energy on someone who had nothing to do with him.
Listening to Qing Muye's words, Meng Jingwei lowered her head slightly, realizing his words were not without reason.
"Shu Yao really loves that child. It will be very difficult to separate them."
"No matter how difficult, can it be more difficult than the child's life?"
His casually spoken words enlightened Meng Jingwei.
She was silent for a moment. "Alright then, I'll go back and ask Shu Yao for her opinion."
Saying this, she stood up to leave.
Before leaving, she turned back and asked Qing Muye, "If the child is taken away, can Shu Yao video call the child? How often can they see each other?"
"We can arrange for them to meet once every three months. It's best not to have video calls otherwise."
"Oh."
Meng Jingwei said nothing more and left directly.
As she left Qing Muye's office, she really wanted to tell him to get a physical examination.
But some words, in the end, were not spoken.
Leaving Songyu Group, Meng Jingwei drove directly to Shu Yao's villa and met her there.
Shu Yao was lying in the bedroom at the moment, cradling the child and feeding him.
Seeing Meng Jingwei arrive, she asked with anticipation, "Why are you back so soon? Is the filming finished? How was your first acting experience?"
"It was alright. I was quite lucky to have expert guidance, and completed it with ease."
Meng Jingwei entered the room, closed the door, sat on the sofa, and chatted with Shu Yao for a few pleasantries before changing the subject. "Have you thought about what to do with the child?"
What to do with the infant in Shu Yao's arms had been troubling her, undoubtedly the biggest challenge at the moment.
"I don't know."
She said with a dejected and melancholic expression.
"Shu Yao, actually... we have another way we can try."
"What way?"
"It's just... this child... you could consider separating from him. That might be a way to protect him," Meng Jingwei said hesitantly.
Perhaps she lacked confidence, or perhaps she was worried Shu Yao wouldn't agree.
After all, they were connected by blood. She had gone through so much effort to give birth to the child, how could she just leave him?
Most importantly, the child in her arms was still so young; she couldn't bear it.
"Sep... separate?"
Shu Yao was stunned, her gaze blankly fixed on Meng Jingwei. "You mean... you want me to send the child to a safe place?"
"Qing Muye just spoke with me. He said the best way to protect your child is to arrange for him to be raised somewhere no one knows about."
"Qing Muye? Didn't that scoundrel break up with you? Why would he suddenly talk to you about my situation?"
Shu Yao always felt that offering help without reason was suspicious.
Moreover, Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye had broken up months ago. His sudden interference made her feel it was inexplicable.
"I guess..."
Meng Jingwei pointed to the little one in her arms. "It's probably related to the little fellow."
She then recounted the agreement between Qing Sihuai and Qing Laofuren to Shu Yao.
Shu Yao suddenly realized, "The reason Qing Muye is helping me is actually to help himself. Only if my child is not taken by Qing Sihuai will it be difficult for him to secure the position of heir to the Qing family, right?"
She couldn't find a more reasonable explanation than this.
Her thoughts were identical to Meng Jingwei's.
"Qing Muye knows you can't bear to part with the child, but he said he would arrange for you to visit the child once every three months. Compared to you, I think Qing Muye's ability to handle this matter would be more secure."
Shu Yao only had a few mercenaries arranged by her father to protect her.
Her parents were also constantly monitored by Anthony's men, making any actions easily discovered.
In contrast, Qing Muye had stronger capabilities and unknown hidden forces, making it easy for him to place a child.
Shu Yao fell silent, pacing back and forth in the room with the infant in her arms.
The wrinkled, unformed child looked like a little old man, but even so, whenever she heard the little one smacking his lips and his tiny hands occasionally reaching out of the swaddle to grasp, she felt an extraordinary warmth, an affection that bloomed in her heart.
She had never considered parting with the little fellow. The sudden suggestion caught her completely off guard.
"Is Qing Muye reliable?"
"Will he take my son away because he's interfering with his plans and... kill him?"
"Also, where will he place my son?"
"I'm still a bit uneasy, Weiwei, you..."
Shu Yao's series of questions revealed her extreme nervousness.
Meng Jingwei raised her hand, signaling her to calm down. "Calm yourself. Firstly, Qing Muye is not someone who kills innocents. Secondly, if he wanted your son's life, you wouldn't have been able to safely give birth to this child. As for where he'll place him, I don't know either, but Qing Muye will explain it clearly to you."
"I... I... I still need to consider it." Shu Yao ultimately couldn't bring herself to be ruthless.
Meng Jingwei didn't say anything else. "Think about it yourself. I think the sooner the better; delaying it won't do any good."
The two sisters stayed at the villa for a while, and then Meng Jingwei left.
However, she didn't go straight home but went to Huayu Media to meet the boss, Lü Sen.
Knock, knock, knock—
She knocked on the office door. Lü Sen's voice came from inside, "Come in."
She pushed the door open and entered, only to find Chu Xue also present.
"Chu Xue, you're here too?"
Chu Xue had a good relationship with Lü Sen and would often drop by the company.
Chu Xue, sitting on the sofa, saw Meng Jingwei, crossed her arms, and smiled faintly. "Not bad. I didn't realize you actually knew the big star Ji Lanfeng?"