"Awei?"
The man leaned against the headboard, pulling the thin blanket up for her. He tilted his head, playing with a strand of her hair by her ear. "Shall we go to Yipinjui next time?"
Yipinjui was his base of operations now.
There, he could do as he pleased.
"Mm?"
Meng Jingwei, groggy, probably didn't understand what Qing Muyie was saying, and just let out a soft "Mm."
A seductive curve formed on Qing Muyie's lips. He leaned down, his breath stirring her soft hair against her skin, a ticklish sensation.
He lowered his voice, "The soundproofing is good there. I prefer you 'unrestrained'."
Unlike here, where they had to be careful not to make too much noise lest others notice.
"I'm tired, let's sleep."
Meng Jingwei reached out, wrapped her arms around Qing Muyie's waist, and nestled into his chest, finding a comfortable position to sleep.
"Okay, let's sleep."
Unable to bear seeing her so tired, yet her sleep quality improving, Qing Muyie felt greatly relieved.
Last year in Lancheng, she had suffered from severe insomnia and often drank herself to sleep.
Ever since they got together, her condition had improved. Now that she could fall asleep naturally, the heavy stone in Qing Muyie's heart was finally lifted.
The next day.
Early in the morning, Qing Muyie got up to buy ingredients and make breakfast.
After breakfast was prepared, several people sat down to eat. Since He Kalilannuo had brought Qing Muyie to dine with them, he naturally sat with Old Shen Tou and the others for every meal.
" 'Tie Zhuzi', He Kalilannuo contacts you quite frequently. You'd best be careful. This person is not simple."
Old Shen Tou spoke indirectly, warning him.
"Miss has already reminded me."
Qing Muyie nodded, continuing to eat with his head down, minimizing his presence.
"Yes, I also find He Kalilannuo's attitude towards you very strange. Could she really like your cooking?" He Xiaomingjin mumbled as he chewed on a soup dumpling, "Although your cooking skills are indeed excellent."
But he still felt something was not quite right.
"No matter her intentions, you must be vigilant. The people of the He Ka family are all cunning. Be careful not to be used."
Old Shen Tou sipped his porridge, glaring at 'Tie Zhuzi', "I'm worried that if you are used by a villain, it will harm Jingwei."
"Alright. I'll be careful."
Qing Muyie played the role of a simple and honest person in front of them, remaining taciturn, thus perfectly portraying the image of 'Tie Zhuzi' without any flaws.
"Grandpa, since you don't trust Tie Zhuer, let me go to the palace banquet with them. With me there, won't the risk be reduced?"
He Xiaomingjin was unwilling, having pleaded for a while yesterday, but Old Shen Tou had refused.
"Are you sure you won't just make things worse?"
Old Shen Tou snorted, "Come out with me this morning to meet some people. The Hidden Clan's inheritance ceremony is still more than a month away, and there's a lot to do."
"Can I refuse?"
"Try it! See if I don't break your legs!" Old Shen Tou's words shattered all his hopes.
He Xiaomingjin was furious, "You're biased. You only care about Sister Wei, humph."
Seeing his huffy demeanor, Meng Jingwei couldn't help but smile.
When she first met He Xiaomingjin, she thought he was a steady person, quiet and thoughtful.
Now, it seemed that He Xiaomingjin had not been familiar with her then, so his outward coldness hid a sunny, simple young man.