He glanced at Meng Jingwei with cold eyes, then looked at Xiao Cheng, "What, Young Master Xiao has a new girlfriend again?"
Xiao Cheng flashed a charming smile and smoothly put his arm around Meng Jingwei's waist, "Let me introduce you, this is Xiao Weiwei, my new girlfriend."
As he spoke, Xiao Cheng looked at Meng Jingwei again, "This is the renowned, almost mythical young talent of Lancheng, a business tycoon, a diamond bachelor, Lord Qing."
Although Xiao Cheng was praising Qing Muyye, for some reason, Meng Jingwei could always feel a hint of sarcasm.
She could also sense Xiao Cheng's dislike for him.
And coincidentally, she also disliked Qing Muyye.
So Meng Jingwei very cooperatively looked at Qing Muyye and nodded slightly, pretending not to know him, and greeted, "So you are Lord Qing. I've heard so much about you, and meeting you today, you truly live up to your reputation."
Upon hearing this, Qing Muyye's handsome and peerless face darkened at a visible speed.
Even Song Ci, standing behind him, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.
This... Miss Meng is provoking her boss.
"A woman this ugly could catch Young Master Xiao's eye?" Qing Muyye said in a deep voice.
"Hahaha, beauty is in the eye of the beholder."
"It seems Young Master Xiao's eyesight isn't very good. Shall I introduce you to a good ophthalmologist?"
"I'm tired of all those gaudy women, so I find women like Xiao Weiwei to be more appealing."
"More appealing? Or better at seducing men?"
Qing Muyye's handsome features turned extremely cold, and his powerful aura put considerable pressure on Meng Jingwei.
Yet, despite this, Meng Jingwei only concealed her inner anger and did not argue with him.
"Hahaha..."
Hearing Qing Muyye's words, Xiao Cheng threw his head back and laughed. Suddenly, he clutched his chest, "Ugh..." He felt nauseous and bent over, trying to vomit, "Ugh, ugh~"
After a few dry heaves, he didn't manage to throw up. He hooked his arm around Meng Jingwei's neck, "Xiao Weiwei, take me back, I feel terribly unwell."
Meng Jingwei nodded, "Let's go."
She naturally draped his arm over her shoulder and helped Xiao Cheng walk towards the exit.
Qing Muyye and Song Ci stood at the doorway, and they did not move aside as she approached.
The little woman glared with her cool eyes, "Lord Qing, move aside."
Good dogs don't get in the way!
Qing Muyye's sharp gaze looked down at Meng Jingwei. Their eyes met for a moment, and his cold eyes released a killing intent.
A few seconds later, Qing Muyye stepped back a couple of paces, clearing a path for them.
"Thank you, Lord Qing!"
Meng Jingwei deliberately raised her voice. While thanking Qing Muyye, her words carried a strong tone of mockery.
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Cheng grinned at Qing Muyye and, mimicking Meng Jingwei's tone, said, "Thank you, Lord Qing... ugh..."
As they brushed past, Xiao Cheng was very close to Qing Muyye. His bout of nausea made it seem as though he might throw up on Qing Muyye at any moment.
The two then left.
Only after they had disappeared down the public restroom hallway did Song Ci ask, "Boss, should I instruct someone to teach Xiao Cheng a lesson?"
Qing Muyye narrowed his eyes, his deep pupils flashing a cold light, "He's a nobody. Arguing with him would be beneath me."
"But..."
Song Ci wanted to say more, but Qing Muyye had already walked away.
Meanwhile, Meng Jingwei helped Xiao Cheng out of the Night Scene Club. Xiao Cheng's subordinates, who had been waiting, approached, "Did the young master drink too much again?"
"Hurry and take him back, and make sure to help him sober up."
Meng Jingwei pushed Xiao Cheng towards his subordinate and then raised her arm to smell the alcohol on herself. She found the scent pungent and unbearable, feeling an urge to vomit.
"Thank you, Miss Meng."
"You're welcome."
She waved her hand and turned to leave, but Xiao Cheng suddenly grabbed her wrist, "Lord Qing knows you?"
How could someone so drunk notice such a 'small detail'?
Meng Jingwei shook her head, "What are you talking about? Lord Qing is a god-like figure in Lancheng. We can only look up to him. How could we possibly know him?"
"Hahaha, what Xiao Weiwei says makes sense."
Xiao Cheng threw his head back and laughed, waved at her, and got into the car.
The car started and pulled away.
She stood at the entrance for a moment before turning to go back into the Night Scene Club.
But as soon as she stepped inside, Song Ci appeared, blocking her way. "Miss Meng, Boss would like to see you."
Meng Jingwei gave Song Ci a displeased glance, "Go back and tell Qing Muyye that I have nothing to do with him. Why should I be summoned and dismissed at his will? Does he really think he's a god in Lancheng?"
He was just a heartless and cruel bastard.
They say even a vicious tiger doesn't eat its cubs, but he, Qing Muyye, even wanted to abort the fetus before it had even formed!
"Miss Meng, Boss would like to see you!"
Song Ci looked at Meng Jingwei calmly and repeated his earlier words.
"Get out of the way!"
The little woman felt a flicker of annoyance, and her hand already reached behind her to grab the stun baton clipped to her waist.
"Miss Meng, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."
"I said, move aside!"
From the first time she saw Qing Muyye until now, Meng Jingwei had no good feelings for him, not even dislike.
Therefore, seeing Song Ci acting so arrogantly in front of her now reminded her of Qing Muyye's cold and ruthless face.
It made her... sick.
She pointed the stun baton at Song Ci, her sharp, cool eyes fixed on him, filled with anger.
Song Ci almost lost his temper and made a move, but considering that she was carrying the future young master of the Qing family, he begrudgingly stepped aside.
Meng Jingwei let out a cold snort and walked into the club, continuing her rounds.
Unexpectedly, as she passed room 888, someone suddenly appeared, dragged her into the room, and pinned her against the door.
"Qing Muyye? Are you crazy? Let me go!"
Seeing the man standing in front of her, Meng Jingwei became furious.
That lingering nuisance of a man.
Qing Muyye's large hand gripped her cheeks, his deep, sculpted features filled with frost, "You come to work at the club just to catch a rich man?"
That damned woman, she was so desperate she'd gone after a dissolute fellow like Xiao Cheng.
His grip was very strong, hurting her jaw, but Meng Jingwei was tough by nature. She frowned, her eyebrows like willow leaves, "So what if I'm catching a rich man? I just like Xiao Cheng! What does that have to do with you?"
Perhaps out of contrariness, to provoke Qing Muyye, she 'admitted' that she was indeed seducing men.
"Heh heh."
Meng Jingwei couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh, "Lord Qing, we're all adults. Love between men and women is perfectly normal. Oh, no..."
She furrowed her brows, seemingly recalling something, and a mischievous smile played on her red lips, "Someone like Lord Qing, who doesn't go near women and needs medication to have sex, naturally wouldn't understand."
She enunciated the words 'needs medication' clearly, deliberately slowing down her speech as if to mock Qing Muyye for being sexually… impotent.
Little did she know that these words were a great insult and stimulus to a man.
A hint of ferocity appeared on Qing Muyye's cold face. The next moment...