Zhao Wuyan indulged herself fully, casting aside the last vestiges of her reserve.
For the next week, she maintained a certain distance from Tang Si during the day, but indulged in all sorts of wild abandon in her room at night.
She could fulfill every one of the man's requests.
And the scenes that unfolded between them in the bedroom were all transmitted to a computer in another room.
Tang Si watched the woman in the video behave wantonly, kneeling before the man like a dog, gently sucking on his massive member, and couldn't help but let out a soft scoff. He raised his hand and turned off the computer.
This week, due to Zhao Wuyan's "satisfaction," even the investigation into Shi Ran was put on hold.
She felt that she was very happy with "Tang Si" every day, so she stopped causing trouble for Shi Ran.
...
Zhuo Rui Technology, President's Office.
Qing Muye was busy at the company dealing with documents when the phone on the side table suddenly rang.
The ringtone interrupted his train of thought, so he put down the document and picked up his phone, glancing at the screen.
The screen displayed an unfamiliar phone number, with the area code showing Beijing.
Beijing?
Qing Muye's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he had already guessed the identity of the phone number's owner.
He swiped the answer button with his thumb, brought the phone to his ear, but remained silent.
The person on the other end of the line introduced himself, "Muyes, I'm Tang Nian. Have you considered what I told you at our last meeting?"
The last time Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye went to Beijing, the Tang family couple met with them and proposed that Qing Muye marry Tang Wanxing.
After returning, neither of them mentioned it.
Because...
They trusted each other and didn't want to bring up these bothersome and unpleasant matters.
Tang Nian's tone on the phone was calm, seemingly giving Qing Muye an opportunity, not wanting to create an overly strained relationship.
"Mr. Tang, I believe what was said at our last meeting was clear enough," Qing Muye was unmoved.
His unhesitating reply caused the person on the other end of the line to fall silent for a moment.
Through the phone, Qing Muye could sense the other party's displeasure.
"I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect you to be blinded by lust," Tang Nian scoffed contemptuously. "Whether it's in terms of looks, family background, or status, Wanxing is superior to Meng Jingwei. How can you be so infatuated with that woman!"
Tang Nian had heard about Qing Muye before, knowing him to be a rare business genius, but he hadn't expected him to be merely someone consumed by romantic affairs.
"Mr. Tang misunderstands. Miss Tang's status is most noble, and I, Qing, am not worthy of her," Qing Muye said calmly, his expression unchanged. "Is there anything else? If not, I have to get back to work."
Qing Muye's words were polite, but after he finished speaking, he simply hung up the phone.
After putting his phone down, the other party did not call again.
But he knew that neither Tang Nian nor Tang Wanxing were people who would give up easily.
His handsome face was furrowed, and he picked up his phone, leaning back in his executive chair, and dialed Meng Jingwei's number.
This week, Meng Jingwei was filming at the bureau.
Because Tang Wanxing was absent, the conflict between Su Meiyi and Meng Jingwei had long since been resolved, so Meng Jingwei's filming on set proceeded very smoothly. Moreover, she had already memorized the entire script, so her progress was very fast.
Director Li watched Meng Jingwei's acting become increasingly natural and fluent, gradually merging with the character, and he liked her more and more.
At this moment, Meng Jingwei had just finished filming and was sitting aside to rest. Her agent, Lan Shu, handed her her phone. "It's Director Qing calling."
"Thank you."
Meng Jingwei took the phone and immediately answered Qing Muye's call, walking aside and saying softly, "Why are you calling me at this time?"