Inside the coffee shop of Shuangyu Group.
Meng Jingwei entered the coffee shop and scanned her surroundings before spotting Qing Kangyu sitting by the window in the farthest corner.
He was dressed in a sapphire blue suit, complete with a tie, radiating charisma. His eyebrows and demeanor were strikingly similar to Qing Muye's, both possessing a cool composure and an imposing aura that commanded respect without a word.
Meng Jingwei approached him. "Mr. Qing, hello. I apologize for the intrusion."
Her attitude was neither servile nor overbearing as she pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Qing Kangyu.
"I'm quite surprised to meet you here," Qing Kangyu said with a smile.
At that moment, a server approached. "Miss, hello. What can I get you to drink?"
"Plain water."
"Alright, please wait." The server glanced meaningfully at Meng Jingwei, a look of disdain in her eyes.
Coming to a coffee shop just for plain water was utterly nonsensical.
Meng Jingwei, oblivious to the server's expression and actions, turned back to Qing Kangyu. "Can we have a frank conversation, please?"
Qing Kangyu leaned back in his seat, his fingers interlaced over his abdomen. His eyes, as deep as a frigid pool, assessed Meng Jingwei. A practiced, official smile played on his weathered face. "What do you mean by 'frank'?"
"To show you my sincerity, I won't hide anything. Qing Muye and I are not divorced. The announcement of our divorce was false."
She dropped the bombshell.
Qing Kangyu lightly tapped his right hand with his left index finger and chuckled. "I'm not surprised."
He understood his son very well.
It was rather unusual for a man known for his deep affections to suddenly get a divorce.
"Then, Mr. Qing, you know very well that Ah Ye has a wife and children. Why would you support Tang Wanxing's pursuit of Ah Ye?"
Meng Jingwei voiced the question that had been troubling her.
Admittedly, she wasn't entirely certain about the relationship between Qing Kangyu and Tang Wanxing yet, but it was merely a suspicion, and she was trying to probe him.
Qing Kangyu's fingers, which had been tapping rhythmically on his hand, paused for a moment. A hint of surprise touched his aged face.
His cloudy eyes met hers. Meng Jingwei maintained a calm and composed demeanor.
Having faced countless life-and-death situations, Meng Jingwei had become exceptionally steady. What reason did she have to fear Qing Kangyu?
Qing Kangyu observed her for a long time but detected no unusual behavior in her eyes. He even found Meng Jingwei's earlier statement remarkably confident.
After careful consideration, he felt there was no need to conceal anything and nodded slightly. "You are indeed intelligent. You truly are the woman Muye likes."
Meng Jingwei did not respond, waiting for him to continue.
"However, a woman from your humble background, how could you possibly be worthy of my son, Qing Kangyu's son?" Qing Kangyu picked up the coffee cup on the table, took a sip, and shook his head. "Muye is a foolish boy. Only marriages that are well-matched receive everyone's blessings. And you, a woman of no standing, how will you manage to support your husband and raise children in the future? You should know that a mother is a child's first teacher. What kind of children can someone from the countryside raise?"
"Moreover, behind every successful man is a capable woman. You graduated from Xuancheng University, your qualifications are mediocre, and besides a somewhat attractive face, you have no other value."
He raised his right hand and gestured from top to bottom towards Meng Jingwei, utterly dismantling her.
Instead of anger, Meng Jingwei let out a laugh. She tilted her head, looking out the window at the vast city of Jingcheng, finding it all rather ironic.
"No value,呵呵."
She laughed.
The server placed a cup of plain water in front of her and turned to leave.
Meng Jingwei leaned back slightly, her gaze meeting Qing Kangyu's directly. "Mr. Qing's values are truly shocking."