Meng Jingwei directly stated her intentions, cutting off He Xiaomingjin's hopes.
Her words startled everyone.
The few people dining instantly looked up, their gazes fixed on Meng Jingwei.
Old Chen Tou: "Not getting married? That's simply preposterous!"
He Xiaolanya: "Anyone can choose not to marry, but you cannot."
De Si Tini: "Qing Muyue is dead, and you still want to remain a widow for life? Are you foolish?"
He Xiaomingjin: "You're still young, how can you not get married. The rest of your life is beautiful, don't live in memories."
Listening to their words, Qing Muyue lowered his eyelids and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.
Meng Jingwei's words just now were enough.
Meng Jingwei put down her spoon, looked up, and coldly faced He Xiaolanya, who sat opposite her. "I am willing to come to the Hidden Clan not because I covet the position of Clan Leader, nor because you are my birth mother. It's because if I didn't come, you would threaten my son and daughter. I am now willing to help you reclaim the position of Clan Leader, but I will not stay in the Hidden Clan."
She spoke with conviction, "Whether now or in the future, I will not change my mind. And don't you fantasize about me finding a partner in the Hidden Clan. In this lifetime, even if I found a beggar in Lancheng, I would never fall in love with a man from the Hidden Clan. Because..."
She deliberately drew out her tone, "I don't belong here."
"Jingwei, how can you speak to your mother like that!" Old Chen Tou reprimanded.
He Xiaolanya shook her head, a habitual elegant and composed smile on her face. "It's alright." She then said to Meng Jingwei, "Alright, as you wish. Let's eat."
Some things cannot be forced, but...
She believed that time could change everything.
After the meal, Meng Jingwei went upstairs to study, while He Xiaomingjin sat on the sofa with He Xiaolanya and the others.
He Xiaomingjin sighed with frustration, "Sister Weiwei's attitude is so firm, do I have no chance?"
He had been full of enthusiasm and anticipation yesterday, but today Meng Jingwei's answer was like a basin of cold water poured over him, chilling him to the bone.
"You, you're still too young." He Xiaolanya took a sip of coffee, slowly put down the cup, and said in a measured tone, "Jingwei and Qing Muyue have very deep feelings. It hasn't been long since his 'death', and Jingwei cannot easily emerge from the shadow. If you truly like her, then be good to her. Women are most susceptible to a man's tenderness and care. As long as you do well, everything will happen naturally."
"Really?"
He Xiaomingjin's eyes lit up, shining like stars, filled with vigor.
"I've been through it, would I lie to you?"
"Hahaha, good, good. Madam Lanya, you are the one who treats me the best."
"Don't be silly, I watched you grow up and have always treated you as my own child."
Inside the room, as the two were discussing Meng Jingwei, Qing Muyue, who was standing by the door smoking, overheard their conversation.
His eyes, adorned with brown contact lenses, deepened, and his expression turned as cold as frost.
Upstairs.
Meng Jingwei was studying when her phone suddenly rang.
She glanced at the phone number; it was Xiao Cheng's.
Xiao Cheng had asked for her number at the banquet yesterday.
"Hello, Xiao Cheng?"
Meng Jingwei answered the call.
"Are you alright last night?" There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Xiao Cheng's concern.
"I'm fine. What's wrong?"
"Are you sure you're alright? Was there really a problem with your drink yesterday?" Although He Ka Yanyan had given an answer at the palace yesterday, Xiao Cheng still didn't believe it.
After much thought, he finally decided to call Meng Jingwei to inquire.
Meng Jingwei fell silent, not answering.