"You… you, Grandma, you said the blind date you wanted to introduce me to was… Meng Jingwei?"
Lu Yanming was utterly stunned.
He didn't even dare to look at Qing Muye's expression again, shaking his head repeatedly, "No, no. Grandma, she's not my type."
This smart answer made Qing Muye's lips curve into a faint, almost imperceptible arc.
Lu Yanming was wise.
Otherwise, he would have crippled his legs!
He was satisfied, but Meng Jingwei was not.
"What type am I? How will you know if I'm suitable for you if you don't try?"
Meng Jingwei, not afraid of stirring up trouble, teased Lu Yanming, "I think you're quite nice. You're refined, elegant, polite, much better than some people. Lu Yanming, why don't we date for a while and see? Maybe you'll find me quite good."
Just because Lu Yanming was Qing Muye's elder brother, Meng Jingwei had no intention of letting him off the hook.
"Ah?"
Meng Jingwei's behavior was completely out of the blue. Lu Yanming was so shocked he was dumbfounded. It took him a long time to recover before he quickly shook his head, "Really no. I truly don't like you."
"Then what kind of girl do you like?" Meng Jingwei pressed.
Lu Yanming looked at Qing Muye for help, hoping he would say something.
But to his surprise, Qing Muye just lowered his head, picked up a glass of wine from the table, and took a sip, as if immersed in the rich aroma, savoring the fine wine, completely oblivious to Lu Yanming's desperate gaze.
Being 'ignored' by Qing Muye, Lu Yanming could only chuckle awkwardly, "I like gentle, virtuous, sweet, and cute girls."
"Oh. That's not difficult."
Meng Jingwei flicked her hair, "I can go get a collarbone-length bob tomorrow, and then get a perm. With my looks, even if I'm not a kawaii girl, I'm not far from being sweet. As for gentle and virtuous, although I'm not that type… it doesn't matter, I can change!"
It seemed like she had decided to lock horns with Lu Yanming today.
Lu Yanming, who was suffering, never expected Meng Jingwei to be so persistent.
Even Old Madam Qing was stunned by Meng Jingwei's words. She wondered in her heart: Is it possible that this girl truly has no feelings for Muye after divorcing him? Or has she fallen for Lu Yanming?
For a moment, the old madam was also unsure.
Qing Muye's expression turned as dark as ink, his grip on the wine glass tightening slightly, his knuckles turning white, as if he were about to crush the glass in his hand.
"Although I'm not that type, it doesn't matter, I can change"?
This damned woman would go this far for Lu Yanming?
Why had she never said anything like this when they were together before!
Jealousy welled up in his heart. Heaven knew how many times Qing Muye had silently told himself: endure, you must endure.
If it weren't for his excellent self-control, he was truly afraid he wouldn't be able to suppress his emotions and would directly drag her back to his room to 'punish' her and make her reflect properly.
"Ah? This… this…"
Lu Yanming stammered, unable to utter a word for a long time.
Old Madam Qing frowned, "Yanming, are you perhaps bothered because Jingwei was Muye's girlfriend before?"
"No, no, absolutely not."
"If not, why are you unwilling to give me a chance? If all else fails, I can pursue you." Meng Jingwei said this intentionally.
Although for a brief moment, her conscience pricked her, feeling that teasing Lu Yanming like this was not very kind, she was doing it to anger Qing Muye.
Damn him, she hoped he would be furious.
"Pur… pursue… pursue me?"
Lu Yanming, who was usually slow and deliberate in his speech, seemed to have developed a stutter, speaking haltingly, his sentences never complete.
"Yes."
Meng Jingwei smiled slightly, tilting her head to look at Qing Muye, "Qing Muye, you and Yanming are good brothers. You must know his usual eating habits and preferences. You have to tell me everything, so I can bring him good food in the future."
She thought about how, when she was with Qing Muye before, it was always Qing Muye who prepared delicious food for her.
Now, it was her who was proactively offering to prepare all sorts of delicious food for Lu Yanming.
Compared to that, the gap was so big, Qing Muye must be very angry, right?
Hearing Meng Jingwei's voice, Qing Muye lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at her with a disdainful look. Seeing her smiling face and her good mood, Qing Muye felt immensely angry.
She, how dare she!
How dare she provoke him.
He slowly sipped the red wine in his glass. Only when he saw Meng Jingwei's radiant smile gradually stiffen and turn into anger did Qing Muye slowly say, "A person who knows their place. You know Yanming doesn't like you, yet you're still throwing yourself at him. Do you know what that's called?"
"What is it called?"
Meng Jingwei widened her eyes, looking curious, her innocent demeanor suggesting she didn't understand what Qing Muye was saying.
Then she patted the table with a serious expression, her strength perfectly controlled. She continued, "Of course, it's called true love. If it weren't true love, who would throw themselves at a man?"
This analysis made Qing Muye's cold and frosty face even gloomier.
Meng Jingwei was willing to change her personality for Lu Yanming, and was even willing to prepare food for him, calling it 'true love'?
So, when they were together before, Meng Jingwei did nothing for him because…
She, didn't love him at all?
Thinking of this, Qing Muye was furious.
But no matter how angry he was, he wouldn't show his emotions on his face.
Having navigated the business world for many years, he had long since cultivated the habit of remaining calm and collected when faced with challenges. Even when angry, he could hide his emotions well.
"True love? Heh."
Qing Muye scoffed, picked up the decanter, poured himself another glass of red wine, then slowly put down the decanter and looked up at Meng Jingwei, "I think it's true 'no'…"
He didn't say the last word, but merely pointed at his own face.
The implication was obvious.
"Muye, that's your cousin, how can you say that!"
Old Madam Qing glared at him, "She likes Yanming and is willing to actively pursue him, which shows she knows how to cherish. How is that shameless? According to your logic, your mother pursued your father back then, so can you say she was also 'no'… something?"
Using Qing Muye's parents' relationship to shut him up was very effective.
Qing Muye pursed his lips and said no more.
Old Madam Qing then smiled and said to Lu Yanming, "Yanming, look how sincere Jingwei is towards you. You should try dating. What if you two are very compatible? It would be a shame to miss out if you're unwilling to try now."
The last time at the Nightly Splendor apartment, Lu Yanming and Han Yu got thoroughly drunk and slept until they were unconscious. By the time they woke up, Meng Jingwei was already gone.
Afterward, Lu Yanming and Han Yu only knew that Qing Muye and Meng Jingwei had broken up, but they didn't know why.
Even when they asked Tang Si and Yun Shasha, both of them just said they were asleep at the time and didn't know anything.