"I don't know..." Meng Jingwei stared at her phone, thinking blankly.
Shen Liannuo didn't expect Meng Jingwei to be completely unaware of the matter. Just as she was about to ask further, the other party had already hung up.
In the room, Meng Jingwei threw off the covers and got up. Barefoot, she ran to the bathroom and pushed open the door. "Qing Muye, you..."
She poked her head in and saw that Qing Muye wasn't there. She immediately turned to leave the room and stood in the hallway on the second floor, looking at the hall. Qing Muye was also nowhere to be seen.
Finally, she looked towards the study at the end of the hallway, walked over quickly, and pushed the door open with her hand.
What met her eyes was Qing Muye sitting quietly at his desk, engrossed in processing documents.
His composure made Meng Jingwei start to doubt herself. Could Shen Liannuo have been lying?
She then realized that in her agitation, she hadn't even opened Weibo.
Casually, she stood at the study door, opened Weibo on her phone, and sure enough, the topic trending on Weibo was #Qing Muye, resurrected from the dead, divorces#!
Meng Jingwei clicked on the trending news. Besides some text, there was a video attached. The video featured Qing Muye.
Before she could even open the video, Qing Muye got up and walked over. "Why are you up so early?"
He spoke softly and gently, as always, as if they were deeply in love. Yet, this scoundrel of a man had already announced their divorce to the public.
As a party involved, Meng Jingwei had no idea about this matter!
"What do you mean, so early?!"
Meng Jingwei looked up, glaring angrily at Qing Muye, and threw her phone directly at him. "The news says we're divorced, what does that mean?!"
The thrown phone drew a parabola in mid-air but was elegantly caught by the man. He smiled warmly, "You just changed your phone after returning to the country. It's been less than half a month, how can you not know how to cherish it."
His tone of gentle reproach implied he didn't take the divorce seriously.
He was calm and composed, while Meng Jingwei was furious. She quickly walked up to Qing Muye, clenched her fists, and punched his chest. "Answer me, what do you mean by divorcing?"
Meng Jingwei was completely bewildered, not understanding why Qing Muye would choose to divorce.
They had been intimate and affectionate just yesterday.
"Mmph..."
The man clutched his chest in pain. "It hurts. You hit so hard, are you trying to murder your husband."
"What husband? You've already announced the divorce to the public, you're my ex-husband now!" Her face was flushed red with anger and a deeper sense of grievance.
Sensing that she was truly angry, Qing Muye knew he couldn't tease her anymore.
He held her hand with one hand and wrapped his arm around her waist with the other. "I'm sorry, I acted without your consent."
Meng Jingwei's delicate eyebrows furrowed, still confused.
"Didn't you say your dream was to be an actress? And you were worried that getting married would affect that. So, I acted without your consent and made the decision to announce our divorce to the public. This way, you can officially enter the entertainment industry and develop as you please."
Yesterday, after hearing Meng Jingwei's words in the office, Qing Muye indeed wanted to fulfill her wish.
But because Meng Jingwei mentioned their marital status, which would lead to criticism if she entered the entertainment industry, he had been thinking about how to resolve it.
That evening, upon returning to Yujing Villa, he received information about Qing Kangyu from Song Ci. He suddenly realized that Qing Kangyu's unclear motives must have an ulterior purpose.
If he announced the divorce publicly, it would not only allow Meng Jingwei to enter the entertainment industry smoothly but also serve as protection for her, preventing her from being bothered by Qing Kangyu.
This was because, at this point, he was still unsure of Qing Kangyu's true intentions.
"Wh-what?"