"We don't need to be formal with each other." Meng Jingwei returned her smile.
"Alright, I'll head home first." Tang Si didn't dare to linger, wanting only to return home immediately.
He was determined to sort out all his current affairs and eliminate the Zhao family as soon as possible, so he could then openly bring Shi Ran back to the Tang family.
Tang Si turned and left.
Just as he reached the doorway, Meng Jingwei's voice echoed from behind, "Tang Si, Ah Ye and I have recognized Shi Ran as our god-sister."
Hearing this, Tang Si's steps faltered.
He froze for a second, his body stiff, then slowly turned back. A relieved and touched smile spread across his usually stern face, "Second Brother, Little Chili, thank you."
Recognizing Shi Ran as a god-sister was deliberately elevating her status.
This way, Shi Ran could marry into the Tang family more easily, and Tang Si's parents would have less to say about Shi Ran's background.
Tang Si understood this perfectly and was naturally grateful.
Meng Jingwei watched Tang Si leave, then turned her gaze to Qing Muye, "Ah Ye, was I wrong to let Shi Ran leave without telling Tang Si?"
Honestly, Meng Jingwei herself wasn't sure if she had done the right thing.
But Shi Ran had repeatedly begged her not to tell Tang Si, and seeing her pitiable state, Meng Jingwei felt genuine heartache.
She knew Shi Ran harbored many complex emotions and helplessness, but for now, it was best to go along with Shi Ran's wishes.
Otherwise, if she became overly anxious during her pregnancy, it would be detrimental to the child.
"There is no absolute right or wrong in anything."
Qing Muye moved to sit beside Meng Jingwei, wrapping an arm around her shoulder to comfort her. "Since the Zhao family is already investigating Shi Ran, letting her leave now is also for her own good."
...
Hospital.
The day after Meng Jingwei was discharged, Tang Wanxing finally received the news.
She took half a day off from her film crew and rushed to the hospital to visit Qiao Ziqian.
In the ward, Tang Wanxing looked at the man lying unconscious on the bed, her heart filled with guilt as she sat by his side, "Ziqian, when will you wake up?"
"You're just too foolish. I've repeatedly told you to stay away from Meng Jingwei, yet you still saved her. You're crazy!"
"Look at you, lying here in the hospital bed, while she, Meng Jingwei, and her family are living it up. Who cares about your life or death?"
"Ziqian, can you please wake up quickly?"
"If you're like this, how am I supposed to explain this to your father?"
Tang Wanxing still hadn't dared to tell Qing Kangyu about Qiao Ziqian's car accident and subsequent coma.
If Qing Kangyu knew Qiao Ziqian was in a coma at the hospital, he would definitely come to visit, which would then expose Qiao Ziqian's father-son relationship with Qing Kangyu.
Naturally, Qing Muye would then learn about her relationship with Qiao Ziqian.
At that point, Qing Muye would surely resent her for it.
Tang Wanxing sat by the bed and talked to Qiao Ziqian for a long time, but Qiao Ziqian remained unconscious and unresponsive.
In her utter helplessness, Tang Wanxing had no choice but to leave.
After all, no matter how long she stayed, Qiao Ziqian might not wake up.
She put on her mask and sunglasses, wrapped a scarf around her neck, and with her bag in hand, discreetly left the hospital.
However, she had barely left when Meng Jingwei arrived.
Although Meng Jingwei had undergone a full blood transfusion, her mental state was exceptionally good, though she still had to take medication daily.
Entering Qiao Ziqian's ward, she looked at the man lying on the bed with an oxygen mask, her brow furrowed. An indescribable emotion welled up within her.
Standing by the bedside, Meng Jingwei clasped her hands in her trench coat pockets and simply stared blankly at the person on the bed, murmuring, "Qiao Ziqian, who exactly are you?"
Meng Jingwei's entire attention was focused on Qiao Ziqian's face, yet she failed to notice his finger twitch slightly.