"Yeah."
Li Mei sighed and shook her head again. "This girl has a scar-prone constitution. Her life is ruined. Alas~"
"You mean, her face is completely ruined?"
Zhao Wuyan's eyes held a hint of anticipation.
"Yes." Li Mei looked at the file and pointed to the wounds on Shi Ran's face in the photo. "The facial injuries are very severe, and with her scar-prone constitution, it's indeed irreparable."
Saying this, she suddenly looked up at Zhao Wuyan. "Why are you so concerned about her situation?"
"Ah? Oh, no, nothing. We know each other, so I just asked casually." Zhao Wuyan gave a perfunctory smile and changed the subject.
Sitting with her back to Li Mei, a faint smile appeared in Zhao Wuyan's eyes.
Just then, a staff member from the beauty salon pushed open the office door. "Manager Li, Sister Zhang wants to see you."
"Alright." Li Mei stood up and said to Zhao Wuyan, "Wuyan, you sit here for a bit. I need to attend to something."
"Go ahead, I could use a rest anyway."
Zhao Wuyan leaned back on the sofa, scrolling through her phone. She watched Li Mei leave the office and close the door.
Listening to the receding sound of high heels, Zhao Wuyan stood up and walked to Li Mei's desk. She opened the file, flipped to Shi Ran's information, and took several photos of her picture.
...
On this day, Meng Jingwei's adoptive parents arrived at the Imperial View Villa in Lancheng.
Song Ci stopped the car, walked around to the back, and opened the door. "Uncle, Auntie, we're here." He addressed Meng Tianhua and his wife with great respect.
The couple stepped out of the car and looked up at the large villa, exclaiming, "It's so luxurious."
"Isn't it? It's like a palace." Du Juan nodded, then sighed with a touch of melancholy. "With Mu Ye being so wealthy, is our Jingwei really worthy of him?"
Song Ci couldn't help but twitch his lips upon hearing this.
How could she not be worthy?
Your daughter is the young mistress of the Hidden Clan. She gave up her position as the clan leader just to be with the boss. Of course, she's more than worthy.
There was even a moment when Song Ci felt that his boss wasn't good enough for Meng Jingwei.
"Uncle, Auntie, please don't say that. Our Young Madam is also very hardworking. She has her own company and is striving to build her business. She's a very motivated person and is absolutely worthy of our boss."
Song Ci tried to reassure them.
At this moment, Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye walked out from the living room.
"Dad? Mom?!"
Meng Jingwei ran down and went straight to them, opening her arms to embrace them. "I missed you so much."
She truly missed them.
After going to the Hidden Clan, Meng Jingwei had experienced life and death with many people, and she herself had almost not been able to leave the Hidden Clan.
Having teetered on the edge of death, Meng Jingwei's strongest longing was for her parents.
Seeing them now, she naturally wanted to give them a big hug.
The moment she held them, Meng Jingwei's restless heart finally settled.
"Oh my, you're such a grown woman, yet you're still acting like a child." Du Juan's face was radiant with a smile. She patted Meng Jingwei's back and glanced at Qing Muye beside them. "Let Mu Ye laugh at you."
Qing Muye, dressed in casual wear, stood aside and smiled faintly. "I'm not laughing. She just misses you."
Having gone through hardships with Meng Jingwei, Qing Muye knew what she had experienced and understood her closeness with her adoptive parents even more.
In fact, he even envied such familial affection.
Meng Tianhua laughed heartily. "Alright, you're all grown up now." He pushed Meng Jingwei away. "Where are Yiyi and Yi Hang? I want to go see the little ones."
Mentioning the two children, Du Juan also pushed Meng Jingwei away. "I want to go see the kids too."