When Meng Jingwei learned of this matter, it was through a phone call from Shu Yao, "Weiwei, where are you? Are you okay?"
Shu Yao's voice on the phone was urgent, as if she knew some earth-shattering news.
"What's wrong?"
Meng Jingwei was lying on the bed, applying a cold compress to her swollen cheek.
"What's wrong? Don't you watch the news?" Shu Yao said exasperatedly, "How can such a big thing happen and you didn't tell me? If you couldn't find a job, you could have come to work at my company. Why would you go into car sales and endure that kind of humiliation!"
Shu Yao felt sorry for Meng Jingwei, believing that with her capabilities, becoming a car salesperson was indeed a waste of talent.
"I'm resting in bed, I haven't had time to watch the news."
Meng Jingwei reached out and touched her cheek, which still ached from the swelling. She grinned, feigning a lightheartedness, "It's nothing, I'm fine. You don't need to worry..."
"I..."
Just as Shu Yao was about to say something, Qing Si Huai, who was embracing her, gave her a hint. Shu Yao instantly understood and said, "Of course I'm worried about you, but I'm even more worried about my son. You and Qing Mu Ye had such a good relationship before, and just because you slapped Yun Shasha, he's now pushing you to a dead end. What about my son? Will Qing Mu Ye really do nothing to my son?"
She was genuinely concerned about Shu Mo's safety.
Qing Mu Ye had treated Meng Jingwei well before because Meng Jingwei had saved Old Madam Qing, and they were like dry siblings.
There was no blood relation between Qing Mu Ye and Shu Mo, and he had no reason to help Shu Mo.
Shu Yao was even more worried that Qing Mu Ye might one day use Shu Mo as leverage to threaten Qing Si Huai.
Qing Si Huai now had a 'terminal illness' and was also the father of her child; she had to protect them.
After listening to Shu Yao's words, Meng Jingwei didn't know how to respond.
Qing Mu Ye's breakup with her was a staged performance. She could understand Qing Mu Ye's predicament, but Shu Yao, not knowing the truth, how could she understand Qing Mu Ye?
"Although that scoundrel isn't a good person, he wouldn't stoop to harming a child. If he wanted to kill your son, would you have been able to give birth to the child so smoothly?"
Meng Jingwei tried to console Shu Yao, hoping she wouldn't overthink things.
"That's what you say, but... but... I'm still uneasy," Shu Yao sighed. "Before, you and Qing Mu Ye just broke up, not had a complete falling out. Now that you've completely broken with him, leaving the child with him makes me very uneasy."
Qing Si Huai, lying beside Shu Yao, held her close. Listening to Shu Yao's conversation with Meng Jingwei, the corner of his lips curved into an arc. With his other hand, he toyed with a strand of her hair in front of her chest, twirling it around his fingertips.
The elaborate charade was meant to gain Shu Yao's trust and locate the child.
Now, everything was proceeding as planned, and Qing Si Huai was confident of victory.
On the other end of the phone, Meng Jingwei understood Shu Yao's feelings, "Shu Yao, although it's true that Qing Mu Ye has pushed me to a dead end, compared to Qing Si Huai, I actually think Qing Mu Ye is more gentlemanly."
Some things couldn't be said directly, so Meng Jingwei could only hint at it to Shu Yao.
Originally, she thought Shu Yao would trust Qing Mu Ye, but who knew, Shu Yao suddenly changed her mind, "Weiwei, I... I... I want to bring the child... back."
As she spoke, she looked up at Qing Si Huai, who was in front of her, and hugged his waist, rubbing against his chest.
Now that Qing Si Huai was seriously ill, she only wanted Shu Mo to return and be by Qing Si Huai's side.
Perhaps this was the only way to help Qing Si Huai live longer.
"Are... are you sure you want to consider it again?" Meng Jingwei tried to dissuade her.
"No need, I've thought it through."
Shu Yao gave a definite reply.
Since learning of Qing Si Huai's 'illness,' she had wanted to bring Shu Mo back from Qing Mu Ye's side every day.
Meng Jingwei's incident today provided her with a reasonable excuse.
Shu Yao worried that if she didn't seize this opportunity, she didn't know when she would be able to bring the child back from Qing Mu Ye's side again.
Meng Jingwei's persuasion was futile, and she felt a bit helpless, "Since you've thought it through, then contact him yourself. I've lost contact with Qing Mu Ye and don't want to see him again."
Caution is the parent of safety.
Even when facing Shu Yao, Meng Jingwei held something back.
She wasn't suspecting Shu Yao, but she was worried that someone might deliberately approach Shu Yao to extract information, or to inquire about her relationship with Qing Mu Ye indirectly.
If it were discovered that she and Qing Mu Ye were still in contact, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Oh, alright."
Seeing Meng Jingwei agree, Shu Yao let out a sigh of relief, her face showing a barely concealed faint smile. Then, she continued, "Weiwei, actually, you could quit your job at the car dealership and come work at Yaoyao's company. I have many positions suitable for you. It's truly a waste of your talent to be a salesperson at a car dealership. It would be better to be a sales manager at my company, where you'd have more room to grow."
Based on Shu Yao's understanding of Meng Jingwei, she believed Meng Jingwei was a well-rounded person.
Her sales capabilities were not to be underestimated, but it was a waste of talent to use such skills in a car dealership. It would be much better to be a sales manager at her company, where she would have more room to flourish.
"Shu Yao, I appreciate your kindness, but I think it's quite good here. It's getting late, and I want to rest. We can talk about anything tomorrow."
"Okay, then I'll go find Qing Mu Ye tomorrow. You, come with me," Shu Yao pleaded with Meng Jingwei. "I'm afraid if you don't come with me, what if Qing Mu Ye refuses to let me have my son?"