But if she treated Meng Jingwei as a 'brother,' it would foster a closer relationship. Perhaps one day she would discover his good qualities and be willing to be with him.
He chuckled awkwardly, "Heh, yes, yes. From now on, I, Xiao Cheng, have gained another sister."
"Sister? By the way, do you know Xiao Meiyan? I met Xiao Meiyan when I went to Liangchuan this time. I must say, your sister's personality is quite good, very likable."
Meng Jingwei skillfully changed the topic, talking about Xiao Meiyan.
Xiao Cheng nodded, "Yes, that's right. Meiyan is indeed good, and we have a very close relationship."
As he spoke, he kicked aside a nearby trash can with his foot and tossed the ring into it.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Meng Jingwei saw this and was shocked. "Why did you throw the ring away? It's very expensive."
"It's just a matter of tens of thousands of yuan. It's useless to keep it."
"Useless? You could at least keep it to give to other girls."
A ring is a great tool for impressing girls; it's a shame to throw it away.
The key point is that it cost tens of thousands of yuan, how expensive!
"I can't give it away."
"Why?"
"Your name is engraved on it."
"My name is engraved on it?"
Meng Jingwei frowned, her willow-leaf eyebrows knitted, and she looked sideways at the trash can by the bed, her heart aching.
After thinking for a moment, she said, "Why don't you sell it to me cheaply?"
"Sell it to you cheaply? How?"
Xiao Cheng was a bit perplexed.
"Oh, anyway, you're going to throw it away, so sell it to me cheaply. Tell me how much you bought it for, and I'll give you an estimate." She blinked her starry eyes, looking expectant.
Xiao Cheng instantly understood Meng Jingwei's intention. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I bought it for ninety-nine thousand. If you want it, I'll give it to you for nine thousand nine."
"Nine thousand nine? That's so expensive! Second Brother, you're throwing it away, and you still have the nerve to ask me for nine thousand nine? We're siblings now, you should at least give me a drastically discounted price."
"Then how much do you want to pay?"
"Take off the round number."
"Nine thousand?"
"Pfft. Taking off the round number should be five thousand!"
Nine thousand nine, taking off the round number equals five thousand?
This way of thinking, well, it's quite peculiar.
Xiao Cheng never expected that his first marriage proposal to a woman would be rejected, nor that the engagement ring he had prepared wouldn't be given away but instead bought by her.
"Alright, five thousand it is."
Xiao Cheng picked the ring out of the trash can again, handed it to her, "Here's the ring. You can give me the five thousand yuan after we return to Lancheng."
"Hehehe, no problem, no problem."
Meng Jingwei took the ring, ignoring the IV drip on her hand, and excitedly examined it. "It's so sparkly."
She bought a ninety-nine-thousand-yuan ring for five thousand yuan, and if she pawned it later, she could make a good profit.
Good, this is great.
This deal is really worthwhile.
She took the ring out of the ring box, squinted, and indeed, on the inner side of the ring, her name was engraved.
Although the font was small and not very clear, she could vaguely recognize it as her name.
"Second Brother, you're so generous!"
Meng Jingwei was overjoyed.
"If you like it, that's good."
"I like it, I like it immensely."
As long as it could be sold for money, everything was fine.
Meng Jingwei did not try on the ring. Instead, she carefully put it back into the ring box and placed it on the table, then continued chatting with Xiao Cheng.
Before long, Qing Muyue walked in carrying a thermos.
His sharp gaze swept over Meng Jingwei and Qing Muyue. Seeing them chatting happily, and Meng Jingwei holding the heart-shaped ring box with unconcealed joy on her face,
Qing Muyue's expression grew even more displeased.
He slammed the thermos onto the table. "Eat."
"Hehehe, Qing Muyue, thank you."
Meng Jingwei grinned at Qing Muyue. In her good mood, she subconsciously ignored Qing Muyue's displeased expression, sat up, leaned against the headboard, and reached for the thermos.
Xiao Cheng, however, said, "Let me feed you."
"No, no, I'll do it myself. I'm not used to being fed by others."
Meng Jingwei unscrewed the lid, and the aroma from the thermos wafted towards her, smelling incredibly pleasant.
She took a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and put it into her mouth, chewing. "This is too delicious."
Compared to the miserable days of the past few days, being able to eat delicious food again was simply a blessing from heaven.
"Phew... it's a bit hot."
She smiled and continued to eat, looking down.
Qing Muyue sat on the sofa, his cold eyes fixed on Meng Jingwei. Finally, he took out his phone and sent a message to Song Ci: [Find something for Young Master Xiao to do.]
Ten minutes later.
Xiao Cheng's phone suddenly rang. He answered it, and his expression changed drastically. "Okay, I understand. I'll be back immediately."
"What's wrong?"
Meng Jingwei noticed Xiao Cheng's changed expression and asked with concern.
"There's a problem at the company. I have to return to Lancheng early. I'll wait for you in Lancheng."
"Okay, okay, then you go back first. Qing Muyue is here, don't worry, I'm fine." Meng Jingwei waved her hand. "Hurry up and get to work."
Xiao Cheng stood up, his gaze meaningful as he glanced at Qing Muyue. "I'm leaving now. Please take good care of Jingwei. When we get back to Lancheng, I'll tell your fiancée that you are safe and sound."
The words were spoken without any fault.
But if one carefully considered them, they held quite a bit of meaning.
"Young Master Xiao is thoughtful."
Qing Muyue crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa, raising his forehead slightly. A proud smile appeared on his handsome face, looking both handsome and domineering.
Xiao Cheng looked back at Meng Jingwei with concern. "Although you are Old Madam Qing's god-granddaughter and Qing Muyue's nominal sister, in the end, you are still a girl. You should be careful sometimes to avoid gossip."
"Oh, I know, I know, I'm fine."
Meng Jingwei nodded like pounding garlic, her words revealing a hint of impatience.
Of course, she knew Xiao Cheng was warning her that Qing Muyue had a fiancée, and she should avoid him.
Even if she 'liked' Qing Muyue, she had to consider their status.
This one sentence left the three of them with their own thoughts and considerations.
Qing Muyue, however, interpreted it as Meng Jingwei having accepted Xiao Cheng's proposal, and he was now warning her to keep her distance.
Before he could say anything, Xiao Cheng had already left the ward.
After he left, only Meng Jingwei and Qing Muyue remained in the ward.
He remained silent, while Meng Jingwei focused on eating, enjoying the good things in life, her mood extremely good.
After finishing her meal, she let out a satisfied burp and placed the thermos on the table. Then, she casually picked up the ring and played with it, her face radiating unconcealed joy.
Even the man who was usually composed could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.
He stood up, walked to her side, and snatched the ring from her hand. "A ring makes you this happy?"
"Qing Muyue, give me back my ring."
Meng Jingwei sat up, but because of her sudden movement, she accidentally tugged at the IV needle on her hand, causing her to gasp in pain. "Hiss, huff..."