When matters involve one's closest loved ones, reason is lost.
Lu Yanming had been brothers with Qing Muye for years, and no matter the situation, he remained calm and steadfast, like a mountain. Only when it came to Meng Jingwei did he repeatedly act impulsively.
He was entirely different from the composed man he usually was.
Perhaps people have two sides to them.
"Flash floods don't pull people to the bottom of the water!" Qing Muye emphasized.
If someone had actually dragged Meng Jingwei to the bottom of the lake, she would have easily drowned.
Lan Shu received the information. It was possible that it was a diversion tactic by the mastermind, intended to stall for time and create better conditions for escaping the scene.
"You underestimate Jingwei," Lu Yanming said, gazing out the window with melancholy.
Although he was trying to comfort Qing Muye, Lu Yanming had to admit he was also extremely anxious and worried.
On the road, Qing Muye called Lan Shu. "Lan Shu, what's the situation with the film crew?"
"I've investigated. Someone tampered with the wire rigging when Meng Jingwei fell into the water, but her situation after falling is unknown."
Lan Shu was still within the film city, but she had been investigating the film city's surveillance cameras from her car.
She continued, "The film city occupies a vast area, and the tourist traffic is immense. The area around Blue Star Lake has surveillance blind spots, making it impossible to capture everything."
Places with surveillance blind spots were like darkness under a lamp, where doing anything was as easy as pie.
From this, it could be inferred that the person pulling the strings was certainly very familiar with the film city.
"Still no contact with Awei?" he asked.
Lan Shu replied with dejection, "No contact."
Qing Muye hung up the phone immediately and ordered his subordinates to dispatch more personnel to search for Meng Jingwei.
In the car, Lu Yanming saw Qing Muye was losing his composure and quickly said, "You and Jingwei announced your divorce. Now, making such a big fuss to find her, aren't you afraid people will suspect your relationship?"
"Nothing is more important than Awei's life!"
The announcement of their divorce was for her safety.
Now that Meng Jingwei was missing and her fate unknown, what did it matter if others knew about his relationship with Meng Jingwei?
An hour and a half later, the car arrived at the Yancheng Film City.
Qing Muye went straight to the film crew. After getting out of the car, he strode purposefully to find Director Li.
His appearance caused a minor stir among the crew, and within minutes, Tang Wanxing received the news.
Her assistant, Xiao An, entered the lounge. With a radiant smile, she said, "Sister Wanxing, President Qing is here. Hurry and go see him."
Tang Wanxing was talking to Qiao Ziqian. Upon hearing that Qing Muye had arrived, her heart suddenly clenched, and she was struck with fear.
He had arrived so quickly.
Tang Wanxing put down her cushion and stood up, leaving the lounge directly.
Qiao Ziqian, who had been 'forgotten,' had his expression turn cold. An unspeakable sense of wistful loss flickered in his handsome phoenix eyes.
Why don't people cherish what's right in front of them?
He chuckled to himself, shook his head, and finally stood up and walked out.
In Director Li's lounge, Qing Muye's arrival was like a deity descending from the heavens, exuding an aura of immense pressure upon Directors Li and Zhao.
Especially since the young master of the Lu family, Lu Yanming, had accompanied him.
The sudden arrival of these two esteemed figures naturally meant they were there to demand answers.
"Where is she?" Qing Muye's handsome face was dark, his expression as cold as ice. His sharp gaze fixed upon them, making them feel as though they were in an ice cellar, shivering with cold.
Director Li's Adam's apple bobbed nervously. He forced a fawning smile. "Heh heh heh, President Qing, don't rush. The matter is under investigation. Just now, just now Meng Jingwei's assistant came to tell me that she had already rescued Meng Jingwei and that she is in the hospital."
"I'm asking you, have you found her?" Qing Muye narrowed his eyes, his brows radiating a chilling aura.