"You said... Tang Si praised Lin Meng?"
Meng Jingwei asked in disbelief.
The time Lin Meng was severely beaten by her mother-in-law, and her child was accidentally seriously injured, Lin Meng, with no other options, sought her help. She contacted Tang Si and asked him to arrange for Lin Meng's child to be treated at Xihua Children's Hospital.
Later, the child was out of danger.
At that time, Lin Meng directly knelt and thanked Tang Si.
But after that, they didn't seem to have much contact, did they?
"Of course."
Shu Yao pouted, "Tang Si said Lin Meng is gentle and virtuous, calm and generous, good at earning money and taking care of children, a rare good woman. He also said that I am a pampered little princess, who can't even take care of myself, let alone a child."
She angrily slammed the table, "Do you think I'm not angry!"
Although it was a complaint, Meng Jingwei heard something else in it.
She subconsciously glanced at Ivan. Ivan raised his eyebrows and gave a sly smile.
The implication was self-evident.
This piece of information was a lot to digest. After a while, Meng Jingwei said, "Tang Si might be showing his concern in the wrong way."
"Don't mention him to me, he's annoying."
"Annoying? Then what should we do? Even if you asked me to arrange for you to go to Xihua Children's Hospital, I would still contact Tang Si. Besides, I found someone to help Lin Meng's baby go to Xihua Children's Hospital before..."
"So annoying, it's either Tang Si or Lin Meng," Shu Yao said, putting down her chopsticks. "Forget it, you guys eat, I... need to go to the restroom."
Saying that, she got up and went to the restroom.
At this time, Ivan whispered, "Pregnant women are emotionally unstable during pregnancy, please don't take it to heart."
"I don't think it has anything to do with pregnancy."
Meng Jingwei smiled meaningfully.
In the evening, Meng Jingwei returned to the Nightfall Apartment.
She had originally lived in her own apartment, but because the Nightfall Apartment was closest to Huayu Media and also closer to the wedding company, she decided to stay here.
The wedding company officially opened more than a month ago, but it reopened under the name of Qing Muyye as the boss, welcoming countless guests and enjoying booming business.
Lin Meng had to earn money to support her child, so Meng Jingwei arranged for her to work as a part-time wedding planner.
Because of her strong adaptability and great talent, she was considered a pillar in the company and was highly valued.
Old Chen Tou remained the security guard of the wedding company, but recently he had been feeling unwell and had gone back to his hometown to recuperate.
Upon returning to the apartment, Meng Jingwei saw that Qing Muyye had not yet returned, so she went to the study and had a video conference with the people from Chaoyun E-sports to discuss the company's future development and direction.
It had to be said that because Meng Jingwei had the innate advantage of a "team," her investments were exceptionally successful. The company had been profitable every month since the second month.
By this month, the company's profit had reached over three million, which was a very good omen.
"What are you busy with?"
Just as Meng Jingwei finished the video conference and was playing a game, Qing Muyye returned.
"I'll finish the game right away."
She said and continued to immerse herself in the game.
Qing Muyye turned to pour Meng Jingwei a cup of hot tea and placed it in front of her. Then he stood behind her and watched her play.
Until she easily pushed to the high ground and won a round, Meng Jingwei took off her headphones, leaned back in her executive chair, and looked at Qing Muyye, "The company has a lot of work, right?"
"It's all handled."
Qing Muyye cupped Meng Jingwei's face with both hands, bent down, and kissed her lips. "Why aren't you resting earlier? What are you waiting for me for?"
"Who's waiting for you? I just can't sleep." Meng Jingwei didn't admit that she was waiting for Qing Muyye.
Suddenly, she thought of something, and her eyes lit up, "Mom and Dad have agreed to our marriage. Can we get the certificate tomorrow?"
"I have something to tell you."
He walked up to her, pulled Meng Jingwei up, and sat down, letting the little woman sit in his arms. He said in a deep voice, "Tomorrow is Li Yun'er's funeral."
"Tomorrow?"
Thinking about it, tomorrow was indeed not a good day to get the certificate.
She leaned against Qing Muyye's chest, her arms around his neck, "Have you found Li Zirui yet?"
"Not yet."
"That's impossible. If Li Yun'er offended someone, and someone deliberately retaliated, they would only retaliate against Li Yun'er or the Fu'an couple. Why would they retaliate against Li Zirui?"
Meng Jingwei had met Li Zirui and they had spoken a few times.
She didn't particularly like the lively Li Zirui, but she definitely didn't dislike him.
"A Ye, do you think Li Yun'er's death is very suspicious?"
Although she didn't know exactly how Li Yun'er died, and she hadn't even seen the crime scene, Meng Jingwei knew that things were definitely not that simple.
"I'm not sure."
Qing Muyye stroked her hair, "Take care of yourself, and don't pry into matters you shouldn't."
"Tomorrow, at her funeral, I want to go."
"Okay, I'll accompany you."
That night, the two slept early.
The next morning, after waking up and washing, they went to Li Yun'er's funeral with Qing Muyye.
Because the news was kept secret, not many people attended the funeral.
On this day, a drizzly rain fell incessantly, and the gloomy sky exuded a strange heaviness, making people feel suppressed.
Under a tree on the north side of Xian Mountain Cemetery, many people stood, all dressed in black, holding black umbrellas, standing in front of the tombstone.
Meng Jingwei and Qing Muyye walked over, each holding an umbrella.
As they got closer, Meng Jingwei saw Li Fu'an and Zhao Ruolan standing aside, holding hands, wearing black armbands, and a chrysanthemum pinned to their chests. Both of them looked extremely haggard, and Li Fu'an's hair had turned white overnight, making him look more than ten years older.
At the funeral, Meng Jingwei saw Chu Xue, Chen Qian, and Qiao Shiyu.
The three of them were all classmates and friends of Li Yun'er. Qiao Shiyu was Li Yun'er's best friend. Although there were some minor frictions later, knowing that Li Yun'er had passed away, she still cried uncontrollably.
Also present were Qing Sihai and some friends who had good relations with the Li family.
"Meng Jingwei, why are you here?"
Qiao Shiyu, who had placed a chrysanthemum for Li Yun'er, wiped away her tears and turned to see Meng Jingwei and Qing Muyye walking over. She couldn't help but get angry and pointed at Meng Jingwei, scolding, "You pretend to be sympathetic! Li Yun'er is dead, and you're happier than anyone else."
Her loud shout attracted everyone's attention.
Chen Qian, who had a deep grudge with Meng Jingwei, pointed at Meng Jingwei and reprimanded, "Get lost! You don't deserve to be present at Yun'er's funeral!"
"Oh, why is Meng Jingwei here?"
"Young Master Qing is also here."
"Li Yun'er had so many entanglements with Meng Jingwei, could her death be related to Meng Jingwei?"
"Who knows."
"But Young Master Qing is indeed righteous. He was schemed against by Li Yun'er, but he didn't hold a grudge and still came."
"With Li Yun'er dead, will Li Fu'an and his wife treat Meng Jingwei better? After all, she is also their daughter."
...
The crowd whispered and their eyes flickered between Meng Jingwei and the Fu'an couple, each with their own thoughts.