For him, his mother was his last bottom line.
Qing Kangyu had abandoned his mother for his mistress, and now he was verbally abusing a deceased person!
Qing Muyue's face was extremely grim.
Leaning back in his executive chair, he closed his eyes in exhaustion, raised a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, and let out a soft sigh.
After a moment of contemplation, Qing Muyue resumed his work.
Offending the Tang family meant cutting off cooperation with many companies in the capital.
He still had a mountain of work to deal with and could not afford to be slack.
More than anything, his heart was filled with longing and worry for Meng Jingwei.
He wondered how she was doing at this moment.
The thought of Meng Jingwei prompted Qing Muyue to set aside his documents and call her.
"Ring, ring, ring..."
The phone rang a few times, but the person on the other end did not answer. Qing Muyue hung up only when he heard the mechanical prompt.
After one unanswered call, he made a second, but it was also not answered.
He knew she might not answer because she was filming, but Qing Muyue was still worried.
He decided to call Lan Shu instead.
"Mr. Qing?"
When the call was connected, Lan Shu's voice came from the other end.
Qing Muyue immediately asked, "Where is A'wei? What is she doing?"
"A'wei? She's filming a scene involving wirework, and it's not finished yet." After speaking, Lan Shu suddenly realized that Qing Muyue's tone was unusual. "Is there something you need from A'wei, Mr. Qing?"
"No, nothing."
Knowing that Meng Jingwei was safe and working hard, Qing Muyue's heart settled. "No need to disturb her, let her focus on her work."
"Yes, understood, Mr. Qing," Lan Shu replied.
Just as she was about to hang up, Qing Muyue added, "The Tang family has murderous intent towards A'wei. You must protect her well."
If Meng Jingwei were by his side, he could protect her safety with all his might.
But as an actress on set, with many extras and people from all walks of life, it would be easy for someone to harm her.
"Mr. Qing, you don't need to worry too much. Song Ci has already given instructions and increased security. Lan Shu glanced at Meng Jingwei, who was suspended in the air acting opposite the male lead, Li Shang, and said confidently, "You can be assured of her skills."
This reminded Lan Shu of the previous night when Meng Jingwei, holding a collapsible baton, had single-handedly taken on multiple opponents.
She was heroic and her moves were swift and decisive.
If this were ancient times, she could at least have been a female general.
"Contact me immediately if anything happens," Qing Muyue said no more and hung up the phone.
...
A certain city.
Shi Ran, with her pregnant belly, held a wedding dress design draft and sat on a rattan chair in the courtyard, looking up at the clear blue sky for inspiration.
After leaving Lanchao, Shi Ran did not return to Jiangnan but came alone to an unfamiliar city.
She wanted to calm down by herself before considering her relationship with Tang Si.
On the table beside her, her phone vibrated.
Because she needed creative inspiration, she needed quiet and had set her phone to vibrate mode.
Putting down her drawing board, Shi Ran picked up her phone. It was Yuan Wei.
She hesitated for a moment before answering.
"Yuan Wei?"
"Ranran..." The other party called her name, his voice sounding hoarse and tired.
Shi Ran acutely sensed the change in his emotions.
Having come here alone, Yuan Wei called Shi Ran almost every day. On the phone, Shi Ran had stated her position, but Yuan Wei had never given up on her.
"My mom... my mom..."