The two gazed at each other affectionately, their affections intertwined, neither seemingly wanting to part.
"Hm?"
Meng Jingwei tilted her head, looking up slightly at Qing Muye.
Seeing her playful and adorable expression, the man couldn't help but lower his head and plant a kiss on her cheek. He then leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I don't want to leave you either. How about you just don't go? That way, I won't miss you so much every night when I can't see you."
"Dream on!"
Meng Jingwei scoffed, "I've already memorized the script and hired a tutor for extra lessons. It would be a huge loss if I don't go to the set now."
She released Qing Muye's hand. "I'm leaving."
"I'll take you."
Qing Muye picked up her suitcase, held her hand, and walked towards the sedan parked in the yard.
He noticed the red Chevrolet, which seemed out of place with the elegant御景 (Yujing) Villa.
He asked again, "Do you want to switch cars?"
"As long as I have a car to drive, why switch? Besides, I'm just a supporting character at the film set. Can I really drive another car ostentatiously? Forget it, I don't like being too flashy."
Meng Jingwei firmly refused.
Qing Muye was helpless and couldn't say more. He placed the suitcase in the trunk.
Turning back to look at Meng Jingwei, the morning sun cast a golden halo upon her, making her look exceptionally beautiful.
He placed his hands on her shoulders and looked at her in her black casual wear, her ponytail tied back. Her simple and clean attire made her appear remarkably pure and striking. He couldn't help but sigh, "My Ah Wei is so beautiful, it makes me very insecure. What should I do?"
"Pfft..."
Meng Jingwei laughed at Qing Muye's words, raising her hand to playfully hit him. "Stop fooling around, you're getting more and more indecent." With that, she waved her hand. "I'm going, bye-bye."
After saying this, she nimbly got into the car, started it, and sped away.
The entire process was clean and decisive, without any lingering hesitation.
Her departure was so resolute, as if she held no lingering attachment to Qing Muye.
Little did anyone know that Meng Jingwei was very reluctant to leave Qing Muye, but the longer they lingered, the harder it would be for her to go. It was better to leave quickly.
Watching Meng Jingwei's car gradually disappear into the distance, Song Ci walked over. "Boss, aren't you going to see Madam off?"
"How can I, with so many eyes watching?"
Qing Muye sighed deeply, his brow furrowed even tighter.
Of course, he wanted to escort Meng Jingwei to the film set, but countless eyes were watching both her and him. Therefore, not sending her off was the best course of action.
"Arrange for some trustworthy and reliable people to protect her secretly," Qing Muye instructed with concern.
"Yes, Boss." Song Ci acknowledged and immediately went to make the arrangements.
Meanwhile, at the Qin Xin Residence.
In the bedroom, on a messy bed, Shen Liannuo and Song Jun lay together under the covers.
As the morning sunlight streamed through the glass window and fell upon their faces, the two who had been in a deep sleep gradually began to stir.
"Hiss~"
Having drunk too much, Shen Liannuo felt a throbbing headache and couldn't help but let out a soft cry, reaching up to rub her head.
It was then that she accidentally discovered her arm had bumped into someone. The skin was soft and emitting a slight warmth.
She felt a momentary daze, and the next second, her eyes snapped open.
At the same moment she opened her eyes, Song Jun also opened his. Their eyes met, and even the air seemed to freeze.
"Ah!"
Two seconds later, Shen Liannuo let out a sharp scream, kicked out with her leg, and sent Song Jun tumbling off the bed. "You bastard, did you take advantage of me while I was drunk?"
"Ouch, damn it!"
Song Jun was unceremoniously kicked off the bed and landed on the ground, rolling over. His backside ached with a piercing pain.