Xiao Cheng's only option now was to tell Tang Nian the truth, letting Tang Nian stir up trouble and disrupt Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye's plan, thereby indirectly destroying Joey Nibel William's scheme.
After speaking, he hung up the phone.
In the bedroom, Antina sat on the edge of the bed, watching Xiao Cheng, who was lost in thought while holding his phone. She asked in confusion, "Why go through all this trouble? Why not just tell Meng Jingwei directly?"
Xiao Cheng turned his head, his gaze falling on Antina, and retorted, "Did your father make a move against Arlo Cogswell, or did Joey Nibel William make a move against him?"
Antina shook her head blankly.
"Neither of them acted, so my words lack credibility. However..." Xiao Cheng sighed, "I will remind her."
Thinking about it carefully, it seemed like a long time since he had contacted Meng Jingwei.
So much so that Xiao Cheng, holding his phone, skillfully dialed her number on the keypad but lacked the courage to make the call.
Seeing his hesitation, Antina stood up. "I left something in the backyard, I'll go get it."
She found an excuse to leave the bedroom, giving Xiao Cheng space to make the call.
Xiao Cheng knew Antina's words were a pretext, and his heart felt as if a thousand flavors had been spilled, a mixture of emotions.
Standing in the bedroom and watching Antina's retreating figure as she left, the phrase 'after a few days of not seeing each other, one should look at each other with new eyes' popped into Xiao Cheng's mind.
Antina's attitude regarding Meng Jingwei's affairs had undergone a 360-degree change, which he found hard to get used to.
Ring, ring, ring—
After a long pause, Xiao Cheng dialed Meng Jingwei's mobile number, but the phone rang several times without an answer.
Unsure if Meng Jingwei was busy, he could only compose a text message for her: [Anthony's brother, Joey Nibel William, has colluded with Fleck Sterrit. They plan to bribe Arlo Cogswell. Qing Muye's plan has been exposed. You'd better not sign the contract with Qing Sihui.]
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Lan Cheng.
Qing family's old residence.
When Meng Jingwei arrived at the Qing family's old residence with Pei Ying, Wei Dongkui, Shu Yao, and others, it was already 7:30 in the morning.
There were still two and a half hours before the Zhuo Rui Technology auction.
Two or three sedans stopped outside the courtyard of the Qing family's old residence. The butler of the old residence immediately stepped forward, as respectful as ever. "Young Madam, Seventh Master is waiting for you in the reception hall."
Uncle Zhong was the old butler of the Qing family's old residence, loyal to the Qing family for many years.
Unfortunately, with the ever-changing dynamics within the Qing family, he could only go with the flow and defect to Qing Sihui.
Meng Jingwei shot a cold glance at Uncle Zhong, nodded slightly, and walked with him into the courtyard.
But as soon as she stepped into the courtyard, Uncle Zhong stopped, turned to look at the few people following behind her, and extended his hand to block their path. "I'm sorry, Seventh Master said that only Miss Shu Yao and Young Madam are allowed to enter."
"No!"
Pei Ying immediately refused, her sharp gaze fixed on the butler. "Uncle Zhong, Qing Zong and Old Madam Qing are not dead yet, does this Qing family only belong to Qing Sihui?"
Pei Ying and Wei Dongkui were both Qing Muye's trusted lieutenants and often accompanied Qing Muye in and out of the Qing family's old residence, so they were naturally familiar with Uncle Zhong.
With the Qing family's current chaotic situation, both sides were loyal to their respective masters, their positions were different, and their words became increasingly sharp.
Uncle Zhong, over sixty years old with temples speckled with white, dressed in an old-fashioned Zhongshan suit, was spirited. He narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze falling on Pei Ying with a polite smile. "Miss Pei, please don't make it difficult for an old man like me. You know, I have no say here."
He deliberately belittled himself, giving Pei Ying a way to back down while also silencing her.
"You..."
Pei Ying was speechless.