Madam Qing treated her as a god-granddaughter, showing her affection, but she couldn't be arrogant or complacent because of Madam Qing's favor.
She returned the car keys to Madam Qing.
Beside them, Li Yun'er was consumed by jealous gnawing.
She knew Madam Qing liked Meng Jingwei, but she never expected Madam Qing to dote on her so much.
Just because Meng Jingwei took a taxi to the Qing family's old residence, Madam Qing not only reprimanded Qing Muye, but also wanted to give her an expensive sports car.
What was the status of the Qing family?
A leading aristocratic family in the country, with immense wealth and influence. Any car purchased by the Qing family would not be below a five-million-yuan coupe.
Although Li Yun'er didn't know what kind of car Madam Qing was giving her, she knew it had to be at least five million yuan!
And this immense favor was bestowed upon Meng Jingwei!
How could she not be jealous?
But no matter how envious or jealous she felt inside, she maintained a gentle and virtuous demeanor, smiled softly, and said, "Grandma, you are so good to Jingwei."
"Of course. Jingwei is my god-granddaughter. When I'm old and can't move, I'll rely on her to take care of me."
Madam Qing raised her hand to stroke her white hair at her temples, then held Meng Jingwei's hand and asked kindly and affectionately, "Girl, when I can't move anymore, you won't come to see me, will you?"
"What nonsense are you saying, Grandma? You are strong and healthy. Spit, spit, spit, don't talk nonsense." Meng Jingwei spat on the ground, likely finding Madam Qing's words inauspicious.
"Then take good care of the keys, and come visit Grandma more often in the future, it will be more convenient."
She handed the car keys back to Meng Jingwei, but Meng Jingwei said, "Keep them, Grandma. They're useless to me, I don't know how to drive. If I come to see you again, I'll tell Qing Muye to bring me."
"Oh, you don't know how to drive."
Madam Qing nodded, "Alright then, have Muye take you when you come over."
Saying that, Madam Qing reached out and poked Meng Jingwei's forehead. "You still call him 'Qing Muye'?"
"Ah? What?"
The sudden question made Meng Jingwei freeze, unable to react.
But the next moment, she heard Madam Qing say, "You are my god-granddaughter now, and he is your brother. If I hear you call him by his name again, Grandma won't be happy with you."
Meng Jingwei grinned playfully, stuck out her tongue, looking utterly adorable, "Okay, okay, I got it."
"And you, do you hear?"
Madam Qing glared at Qing Muye again.
The man sitting on the sofa, with his legs crossed, was holding a magazine and looking at it with apparent seriousness, but he had been paying attention to their conversation.
Upon hearing her words, Qing Muye grunted.
But a faint, almost imperceptible curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
In Li Yun'er's eyes, Meng Jingwei, Qing Muye, and Madam Qing looked more like a family, while she seemed like an outsider, unable to integrate.
"Grandma, it's quite pleasant outside today. Shall we go out for some fresh air?" Meng Jingwei asked.
"Yes, yes."
Madam Qing stood up, took Meng Jingwei's hand, and they walked out directly.
Li Yun'er was treated as if she were air the entire time.
Li Yun'er wanted to follow, but she worried it would be presumptuous of her. It would be better to stay with Qing Muye and try to strengthen their relationship.
Watching the two of them walk away, Li Yun'er looked at Qing Muye with a wronged expression, like a child who had done something wrong, and said dejectedly, "Brother Muye, is there something I haven't done well enough? Grandma... Grandma doesn't seem to like me very much."
Faced with a face so similar, Li Yun'er's voice always grated on Qing Muye's ears. Even her scent made him a little sensitive.
He said coldly, "You are too sensitive."
"I... I'm just worried if I've done something wrong."
"You've done very well."
Qing Muye's gaze remained fixed on the magazine in his hands, ignoring the expression on Li Yun'er's face.
Li Yun'er tried her best to find topics to chat with Qing Muye, but he was always indifferent, making her feel exhausted.
Before long, dinner was ready, and the group sat down to eat together.
Meng Jingwei saw a plate of king prawns and knew Madam Qing loved eating prawns, so she said, "Grandma, please wait a moment. I'll go pick out some sauce for you."
"Alright, Grandma will wait for you."
She replied, and Meng Jingwei got up and went to the kitchen.
Madam Qing put down her chopsticks, and Li Yun'er and Qing Muye naturally waited as well.
"Grandma, you..."
Li Yun'er hesitated for a long time before mustering the courage to ask Madam Qing, "Don't you like me?"
"Whether I like you or not isn't important, as long as Muye likes you."
Madam Qing waved her hand. "It's good as long as you young people are together. You don't need to consider my feelings."
Moreover, she had openly objected to their marriage, but Li Yun'er had saved Qing Muye's life, and he was a person who repaid kindness.
Madam Qing did not like Li Yun'er, but she would not prevent Qing Muye from being good to Li Yun'er.
As long as Li Yun'er didn't do anything excessive, she wouldn't say anything.
"But I also want Grandma to like me. That way, our family will be more harmonious."
Li Yun'er spoke her mind generously and openly, without holding back.
In fact, it was this frankness that slightly softened Madam Qing's attitude towards her. "Mmm, you're right."
Madam Qing's attitude towards Li Yun'er had changed a lot during those days. But after learning that the Li family wanted to acknowledge Meng Jingwei as their relative, only to have Meng Jingwei ready to donate bone marrow again to the leukemia-stricken Li Zirui, she felt immense pity for Meng Jingwei.
She also developed an aversion to the Li family.
"Just do your best, that's enough."
Qing Muye, who had been silent, said to Li Yun'er.
His single sentence truly moved Li Yun'er for a long time.
"Grandma, the sauce is ready. Try it quickly."
Meng Jingwei, having prepared the sauce in the kitchen, brought it to Madam Qing. Then, she skillfully peeled the prawns for her, dipped them in the sauce, and fed them to Madam Qing. "Grandma, try it. How does it taste?"
Meng Jingwei, wearing gloves, fed Madam Qing a piece of prawn and then eagerly awaited her evaluation.
Madam Qing tasted the tender and smooth prawn meat and the rich and delicious sauce, nodding repeatedly in praise. "Mmm, it tastes good. There's no fishy smell, and the prawn is more tender, fragrant, and juicy. Jingwei has good culinary skills."
"As long as you like it, eat more, Grandma."
Meng Jingwei knew Madam Qing loved eating prawns, so she peeled a few king prawns for her and placed them in the prepared sauce.
Li Yun'er, sitting next to Qing Muye, saw this scene and suddenly realized that while she was proficient in chess, go, calligraphy, and painting, she couldn't cook.
At this moment, Meng Jingwei and Madam Qing were chatting happily, and she couldn't help but feel envious and jealous.
Qing Muye drank his wine, ate silently, and occasionally looked at the two women opposite him, his gaze deep. The thin yet full sexy lips curved into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.