The man smiled faintly but offered no explanation.
Meanwhile, Meng Jingwei saw the crew distributing boxed meals and immediately said to Qing Muyue, "The crew is giving out boxed meals. I'm going to eat. Bye."
"You... *Beep beep beep*..."
Qing Muyue wanted to express his concern and ask Meng Jingwei if she was used to eating boxed meals, but Meng Jingwei hung up before he could finish his question.
He held his phone, a hint of melancholy and heartache clouding his face.
One could only imagine what the crew's boxed meals were like.
The thought of Meng Jingwei having to adapt to everything on set filled him with guilt.
*Knock knock knock*—
Lu Yanming knocked on the office door and pushed it open to enter.
"Staring into space?" Lu Yanming had a cigarette dangling from his lips, wore a new pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his lips still bore a faint purplish bruise.
Qing Muyue glanced at him and remained still, leaning back in his executive chair.
"Thinking about your wife?" Lu Yanming, knowing Qing Muyue's thoughts, tried to comfort him. "Even though she's on set, she's perfectly capable of taking care of herself. If you show her less concern and keep a distance now, Qing Kangyu will believe you're truly divorced."
"Besides, you still haven't figured out Qing Kangyu's real objective, and that's the most crucial part," Lu Yanming sighed, sitting sideways on the desk.
Qing Muyue didn't respond, instead asking, "Is there something?"
"Since that day, Shen Liannuo hasn't come to work. She doesn't answer my calls or reply to my messages. I came to ask you what's going on."
Lu Yanming flicked the ash from his cigarette. "I admit I acted improperly that day."
He turned his head, a touch of helplessness on his gentle face. "Should I apologize to her? Actually, I think Jiang Han from Da Yu Group is a very good person. He's one of the Ten Outstanding Youths in our city; he should be a good match for Shen Liannuo."
"Still thinking about that? I think you got hit too lightly," Qing Muyue teased him without much care. "If you're not afraid of being hit by Shen Liannuo again, you can continue to court disaster."
Although he knew Lu Yanming meant well, sometimes matters of the heart couldn't be forced.
Especially since Song Jun had had that incident with Shen Liannuo.
No one knew which direction things would develop.
"Alright, then I won't ask about Shen Liannuo. But shouldn't we go see Tang Si? He's been very depressed since his breakup with Shi Ran."
As the eldest among their group of brothers, Lu Yanming always paid close attention to their affairs.
Qing Muyue nodded slightly. "We'll go to the Tang residence tonight."
...
Yancheng Film City.
At noon, the crew began their meal, and everyone was lining up to get their boxed lunches.
Because Meng Jingwei had just spoken with Qing Muyue on the phone, by the time she arrived, everyone had already finished queuing. She could only stand at the very back.
However, when she finally reached the front, the staff member said, "Sorry, there's no more food."
"None left?"
Meng Jingwei's expression darkened. "You've counted how many people are in the crew, how could there not be enough?"
The staff member responsible for distributing the boxes had an arrogant "what's it to me" attitude. "We underestimated the numbers when we counted this morning, so we ordered fewer. Besides, why are you yelling at me? If you had queued up earlier, you would have gotten food."
As the staff member spoke, they began packing up, showing no intention of paying attention to Meng Jingwei.
Meng Jingwei scanned the area and her sharp eyes spotted one remaining boxed meal. She questioned, "Is there still one box of food left?"
The staff member was surprised by Meng Jingwei's keen observation and immediately put the box away. "This is mine. I haven't eaten all morning."