The original plan was to eliminate Qing Muyie, but later it was learned that Qing Muyie had been sent to the secret research institute in the West District. Old Chen Tou learned of He Kaqingtang's plan, so he stopped sending people to target Qing Muyie.
As long as Qing Muyie kept his distance from Meng Jingwei and his memory was sealed, it was a good thing for him.
Meng Jingwei never expected such a result.
She immediately searched Old Chen Tou and used his face to unlock his phone, asking, "Assign some of your people to me. Who should I call?"
"He Xiaodongtian."
Old Chen Tou named someone.
Meng Jingwei found the person in the phone's address book, but on second thought, she finally dialed He Xiaolanya's number.
Ring ring ring—
The phone rang a few times, and the other party immediately answered, "He Xiaobei?"
"It's me."
Meng Jingwei spoke directly into the phone, "Old Chen Tou is with me now. He has agreed to let me rescue Qing Muyie, so ask you to dispatch some experts."
The other party fell silent.
Meng Jingwei knew time was of the essence and immediately said, "I know your plan is to ignore Qing Muyie or watch him die. But, listen to me!"
She raised her voice, "If I can't save Aye today, not only will I die, but I'll drag Old Chen Tou down with me! By then, without you and me, your left and right hands, do you still think you can reclaim the position of hidden master? He Xiaolanya, I advise you not to dream. And you'd better not play any tricks on me."
"Lanya, let her be."
Old Chen Tou sighed and agreed.
He Xiaolanya: "...Alright, I promise you."
"Immediately send a team of experts to the West District Research Institute. I'll wait for them there." After speaking, Meng Jingwei hung up the phone.
Looking at the weak Old Chen Tou leaning back in his chair, Meng Jingwei frowned, "Master, I'm sorry."
Old Chen Tou's eyes remained on Meng Jingwei, but he said nothing.
Although Meng Jingwei used to call him 'Old Chen Tou' disrespectfully, she now called him 'Master'. The distance between them had changed from a casual nickname to a respectful address, and it had grown by thousands of miles.
Old Chen Tou knew that things could never go back to how they were and said nothing more.
Meng Jingwei took Old Chen Tou's phone and left the room, turning to the adjacent one.
Pushing the door open, Shi Ran and Tang Si were both waiting for her.
Seeing her arrive, they both asked, "How is it?"
"Shi Ran, go downstairs and find some rope to tie up Old Chen Tou. Remember, do not let anyone approach Old Chen Tou during this time, and absolutely do not give him any chance to escape. He is cunning, so be careful. He won't die if he's not given food or drink for a day."
Meng Jingwei added the last sentence, fearing Shi Ran might not be able to keep an eye on Old Chen Tou.
"Mm, don't worry, Sister Wei."
Shi Ran nodded and patted her chest, her posture full of confidence.
Ever since arriving at the Hidden Clan, Shi Ran had felt like a useless person, unable to contribute. Now that Meng Jingwei had finally assigned her a task, Shi Ran was overjoyed.
"Tang Si, let's go." Meng Jingwei beckoned him.
Tang Si nodded, looked at Shi Ran, and reached out to touch her cheek, "Ran Bao'er, take good care of yourself, and be sure to guard the old man next door. We'll be back."
"Okay." She nodded, and then said to Meng Jingwei, "Sister Wei, don't worry."
With that, Meng Jingwei and Tang Si immediately went downstairs. Shi Ran also followed them to find the rope to tie up Old Chen Tou.