"I miss you."
On the other end, Qing Muye's lips curved into a smile. Hearing Meng Jingwei's voice was incredibly healing, like magic that could calm his troubled mood.
"If we count carefully, we haven't seen each other for a week." Meng Jingwei held her phone, looking back at the crowd filming not far away. After a moment of thought, she said, "Wait a little longer. The scenes here at the film studio will be finished in about two more days. Then the crew will move to Lan Cheng for location shooting, and we'll be able to see each other soon."
This city was adjacent to Lan Cheng, not far away, but traveling back and forth still took several hours.
"Is the filming going smoothly?"
Qing Muye asked.
"Everything is going smoothly." Speaking of this, Meng Jingwei couldn't help but chuckle. "Before, due to various situations with Tang Wanxing and me, Director Li was almost driven mad. Fortunately, Tang Wanxing's scenes at the film studio were completed before she was injured, and my progress has been very fast. We haven't caused too much delay. I see Director Li's mental state has improved a lot these past two days."
Let alone Director Li, any director would have exploded with rage when faced with one incident after another.
But unfortunately, neither Meng Jingwei nor Tang Wanxing could be provoked, so he could only swallow his anger.
Director Li felt wronged and believed no one could understand him.
"That's good."
Qing Muye replied perfunctorily.
Then, there was a few seconds of silence on the phone.
Meng Jingwei was a very perceptive person and immediately sensed that something was wrong with Qing Muye. After careful consideration, she asked, "Did something happen?"
"What happened?" Qing Muye feigned ignorance, ultimately not wanting to tell her about those matters, thinking it would only add to Meng Jingwei's worries.
"Did Tang Wanxing's parents call you?"
It had been a full week since they returned from the capital, but during this time, everything had been peaceful, which made Meng Jingwei uneasy every day.
She had been following Tang Wanxing's movements and knew that the Tang family had come to pick up Tang Wanxing, and Qing Kangyu had picked up Qiao Ziqian.
However, the two individuals in the capital had gone silent, which was extremely unusual.
Seeing that she had hit the nail on the head, Qing Muye shook his head and rubbed his temples. "You really can't hide anything from me."
Meng Jingwei wasn't happy at all at being praised.
She leaned against the red railing of the winding corridor, looked up at the bright sun in the sky, raised her hand to block the dazzling light, and sighed.
After a long while, she said, "A Ye, I believe in your choices. Whatever you decide to do, I will support you unconditionally."
Having gone through life and death together, they had a basic level of trust.
Meng Jingwei's words truly touched Qing Muye.
Suddenly, he said, "Tang Nian said that if I got together with Tang Wanxing, as long as the first child took the Tang family's surname, he would give me all of the Tang family's assets. To be honest, I'm quite tempted."
For some reason, he suddenly wanted to tease Meng Jingwei.
"Oh?"
Meng Jingwei raised her hand and tucked a strand of hair blown by the wind behind her ear, her red lips curving. "I think it's quite good too. Tang Wanxing supports you, and you use the money to support me. I'll use the money you give me to support a gigolo, which sounds pretty good."
Her tone carried a hint of playful mockery as she spoke.
"Tsk tsk, our Ah Wei is really calculating. The abacus beads are practically bouncing onto my face." Qing Muye couldn't help but laugh.
Meng Jingwei was also amused. "I really think it's quite good. My life goal is to get rich without working, to have mountains of gold and silver, isn't that wonderful?"