Chapter 87
She continued playing the video and saw Qing Muye making a phone call...
Because it was accelerated, the speed was too fast to hear.
So Meng Jingwei played it at normal speed and heard...
“Master Shen, are you asleep?”
“Yes, I’m coming to find you now.”
“Awei has already fallen asleep.”
“I hope you can give a reasonable explanation. Otherwise, I will not break up with Awei.”
After saying these words, Qing Muye hung up the phone.
Meng Jingwei’s pupils widened, feeling incredibly incredulous, a chill running down her spine, making her feel cold.
How could this be?
So, that night at Yipinju, Old Shen and Qing Muye went to the restroom at the same time to chat.
They…
What were they talking about?
For a moment, Meng Jingwei suddenly felt that Old Shen had too many secrets.
When the few people entered the private room at Yipinju that day, the atmosphere was tense, but after Qing Muye and Old Shen entered, the atmosphere eased considerably.
She thought at the time that Qing Muye had already won over Old Shen.
Now it seemed that was not the case.
Driven by curiosity, Meng Jingwei tracked him all the way to the hotel, but according to the surveillance, Qing Muye entered Old Shen’s suite and only came out two hours later.
Meng Jingwei did not know what they talked about during this time.
The information was interrupted, so Meng Jingwei thought of Yipinju and continued to crack the surveillance footage there, finding the part where Qing Muye and Old Shen were talking.
It was a pity that the surveillance could not hear any sound at all.
As things stood, there was no point in investigating further.
The reason Qing Muye broke up with her was at Old Shen’s insistence.
But why?
That night, Meng Jingwei couldn’t sleep at all.
At four thirty in the morning, Old Shen called Meng Jingwei for their morning workout.
Meng Jingwei, who hadn’t slept all night, changed into her sportswear and went out with Old Shen for a morning run, then ran along the road to the park to start her morning exercises.
In the summer, it was already dawn by 5 AM.
Meng Jingwei arrived at the park where she trained but did not start exercising. Instead, she held a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it, and took two large gulps.
Then she walked to a bench and sat down.
Old Shen, dressed in Tai Chi attire and holding a ruler, walked to Meng Jingwei’s side and gently patted her shoulder, “You lazy girl, slacking off again. Hurry up and train, no slacking allowed.”
Meng Jingwei didn’t react. She placed the mineral water bottle beside her and then slowly patted the spot next to her, “Sit for a while, I have something to discuss with you.”
Her expression was serious, clearly not joking.
Old Shen knew everything that had happened to Meng Jingwei in the past few days, so he assumed she was in a bad mood.
“What’s wrong? Who bullied you, my little girl?”
He snorted, “I, this old man, trains you from dawn till dusk, not for you to be bullied by others. All the skills you’ve been training… where did they go?”
“Why did you make Qing Muye break up with me?”
Before Old Shen could finish speaking, Meng Jingwei turned her head, her sharp gaze fixed directly on him.
Her expression was cold, and her gaze was like a torch.
Even Old Shen was stunned by her powerful aura.
They stared at each other for a few seconds, and Old Shen gradually recovered, his eyes blinking guiltily as he looked away, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t know? Then I can remind you. The night Qing Muye and I were about to get our marriage certificate, Qing Muye went to find you at the Hilton Hotel. What did you talk about?”
“That day… that day…” Old Shen thought for a moment, then reached out and patted his head. “Alas, I’m getting old, my memory isn’t good. But I just talked with Qing Muye about his future life plans. Nothing much.”
“Is that so.”
Meng Jingwei’s fair and delicate face was filled with coldness, and she continued, “Fei Nan Square, I saw you that night. What were you doing alone in the plaza on Fei Nan Street?”
That day, Meng Jingwei was also in a bad mood. She went to Fei Nan Square alone in the middle of the night and happened to meet Qing Si Huai.
It was also that night she saw Old Shen. She thought she had seen him wrongly at the time, because he disappeared when she chased after him.
Old Shen’s heart skipped a beat, his cloudy eyes flickering uneasily.
“Don’t remember again?”
Meng Jingwei sneered coldly, “On the nineteenth of the first lunar month, you appeared on Minquan Road. What were you doing?”
That day was Meng Jingwei’s first day working at Hua Yu Media. Because of a conflict with Su Meiyi, Su Meiyi asked her to buy breakfast, and she happened to see Old Shen.
Meng Jingwei quickly changed her clothes at a roadside clothing store, preparing to follow Old Shen, but then she received a call from Shu Yao, who was begging for help.
To save Shu Yao, Meng Jingwei did not continue to follow Old Shen.
“Hehehe, you little girl must have seen things. I was still in the countryside on the nineteenth of the first lunar month.” Old Shen said with an awkward smile, raising his hand to scratch his hair. As he turned his face away, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.
“In the countryside?”
Meng Jingwei nodded, “Speaking of being in the countryside, I remember again. On the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month, I went to your house with things to find you. You were in the woods not far from your house, plotting something with those people again?”
Old Shen’s heart skipped a beat, and his hands, which were resting on his knees, clenched involuntarily.
He originally thought that if everything was kept from Meng Jingwei, she wouldn’t know anything.
Who would have thought she had witnessed so many things?
However, on the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month, Old Shen noticed something unusual when Meng Jingwei appeared, but Meng Jingwei didn’t say anything, so he didn’t pay much attention.
“Still not telling me?”
Meng Jingwei pressed on.