Meng Jingwei pushed open the car door and got out. Pei Ying immediately ran over to hold an umbrella for her and handed her a red knitted scarf. "It's cold, wear the scarf."
Pei Ying was slender, dressed in a long black coat with a cinched waist and had black hair cut just above her ears, which made her oval face appear fair and rosy.
She was naturally cold and aloof, and with gold-rimmed glasses, she didn't possess feminine grace or gentleness, but rather the handsomeness of a young male idol.
"Thank you."
Meng Jingwei looked at Pei Ying with a hint of surprise and took the scarf, draping it around her neck.
"You don't need to thank me, Song Ci asked me to." she said.
Meng Jingwei didn't pay her any more mind. Instead, she took the umbrella from Pei Ying's hand and quickly entered the old house.
She walked through the front courtyard, crossed the artificial bridge within the villa, and reached the backyard.
Before she even entered, she heard an angry voice from the yard, "What are you all standing around here for? I want to see Muyue, hurry up and call that kid over."
It was Old Madam Qing's voice.
As she reached the entrance of the courtyard, her steps faltered. She looked down at the thick white snow on the ground, her heart feeling as cold as if it were covered in ice and snow, piercing to the bone.
She closed the umbrella, handed it to Pei Ying, clenched her fists nervously, and walked into the courtyard.
"Grandma?"
The sadness on her face vanished in an instant, replaced by a sweet smile.
Seeing the old lady pointing her cane at several house servants in the courtyard and scolding them, Meng Jingwei exchanged a glance with Aunt Chen, who was beside Old Madam Qing.
Aunt Chen shook her head helplessly, her face conveying unspoken concern.
"Grandma, what are you doing? I've told you, Ah Yue is on a business trip abroad, why do you keep thinking about him?"
Meng Jingwei walked up to Old Madam Qing, affectionately holding her hand and pouting, "Don't you miss me?"
"You? Who are you?"
Old Madam Qing already had Alzheimer's, which was controlled by medication. However, the disappearance of Qing Muyue this time had been too much of a blow to her, exacerbating her condition. When she had an episode, she wouldn't even recognize Meng Jingwei.
"I am Ah Yue's wife, your granddaughter-in-law."
She forced a smile, taking Old Madam Qing's hand and placing it on her belly. "Your great-grandchild is in here, look, he's so big now."
"Oh, really?"
Old Madam Qing's anger gradually subsided, and she said with a smile, "Muyue already has a son?"
Seeing that Old Madam Qing's mood had significantly softened, Aunt Chen immediately waved at the house servants in the yard, signaling them to leave quickly.
But at that moment, Old Madam Qing furrowed her brow. "I want to see Muyue, hurry and call that kid, tell him to come back, hurry and come back..."
Meng Jingwei: "..."
The dignified and composed Old Madam Qing of the past, seeing her in her current state of senility, made Meng Jingwei's heart ache immensely.
"Grandma, Ah Yue he..."
As she was trying to persuade her, a person walked into the courtyard. "What's wrong?"
"Oh, Muyue? Hahahaha... Muyue, you ungrateful child, you're finally back. Grandma has missed you so much."
Old Madam Qing pushed Meng Jingwei's hand away and walked up to the person, grabbing his hand and examining him from head to toe. "You go to work every day and don't come back to see Grandma. After not seeing you for just a little while, you've lost weight again and look older?"
Meng Jingwei's small face flushed with anger upon seeing the person who had walked in. She then subconsciously glanced at Aunt Chen and fell silent.
Qing Sihui smiled coldly, his gaze lifting to Meng Jingwei, his eyes full of smugness.
He held Old Madam Qing's hand. "Yes, I'm back to see you now. When I'm not here, you don't behave, do you?"
Qing Sihui bore some resemblance to Qing Muyue. Old Madam Qing, missing Qing Muyue excessively, mistook Qing Sihui for Qing Muyue. Seeing him return, she was as happy as a child.