"Really?"
Meng Jingwei acted as if she had heard a funny joke. "I want all of your Tang family's assets. Can you give it to me?"
Tang Wanxing: "..."
She was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Meng Jingwei to say that.
Their eyes met, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere.
Tang Wanxing lifted a slender finger to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, scoffing, "You really have the nerve to ask for the moon. But, as they say, 'you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit.' Smart people know how to read the room, and you, you are excessively greedy. You should know that giving you money is a form of compensation. If I truly didn't want to give you money, with a flick of my finger, you, Meng Jingwei, would be dead by tomorrow."
This was a clear warning.
With the power of her Tang family, eliminating a mere Meng Jingwei was truly a matter of a single word.
"Mmm, thank you, Miss Tang, for your 'mercy',"
Meng Jingwei said calmly, with a hint of teasing or mockery, and turned to leave.
Meng Jingwei had already considered what Tang Wanxing had said long ago.
But she was not someone who feared death.
Qing Muye had sacrificed too much for her. If she chose to leave just because Tang Wanxing threatened her life, it would be a betrayal of Qing Muye.
She left. Tang Wanxing remained standing, facing Meng Jingwei, whom she couldn't control with either soft or hard tactics. She hated her to the bone.
Her hand, hanging by her side, clenched slightly. Her sharp gaze wished it could bore a large hole through Meng Jingwei.
Turning, she threw the coffee in her hand into the trash can.
She walked outside and made a phone call to someone.
The phone had just rung once when the other party answered, "Young Miss, what are your orders?"
"Help me investigate Meng Jingwei. I want all her information, including everyone she has had close contact with."
"Yes, Young Miss, I'll attend to it immediately."
The other party hung up.
Tang Wanxing tightly gripped her phone, took a deep breath, her red lips parted slightly, and the breath she exhaled formed a faint mist that scattered with the wind.
Her eyes narrowed, and she thought, Meng Jingwei, you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Don't blame me for being ruthless.
After a five-minute break, Meng Jingwei returned to filming. This time, her state was excellent and she was very immersed.
Because she had taken frequent leaves of absence recently, delaying the filming progress, the director had compressed all her scenes together. As a result, filming only concluded at noon on the third day.
Over the two and a half days, she had barely rested, with less than two hours of total sleep.
Supporting her exhausted body, she had intended to return to the hotel to rest. But as she was removing her makeup in the dressing room, she fell asleep on the nearby sofa.
Jiangnan, Hospital.
Tang Si, who was recuperating in the hospital, was scheduled to be discharged the next day. His eldest brother, Tang Ziwei, and Zhao Wuyan were both coming to pick him up from the hospital.
However, Tang Si was already impatient to be discharged.
If it weren't for the nurse, Qiao Yu, holding him back, he would have already left the hospital.
Bored, he lay on the bed scrolling through his phone. Tang Si discovered that after being blacklisted by 'Time Flies', he used his main WeChat account to add the person again, but unfortunately, the other party did not accept his friend requests.
Angrily, he raised his hand and rubbed his temples. "What is this! She's so ugly, and after taking advantage of the game skin I gifted, she actually blacklisted me."
With his financial resources, the gifted skins on his game account were merely a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning.
Yet, he was extremely annoyed.
Perhaps, what truly annoyed him deep down was Shi Ran abandoning him and leaving quietly back then.
Now, encountering a woman with a voice like Shi Ran's, she had blacklisted him again.
It seemed he was always the one in a passive position.