"Boss, you can't entirely blame me. Yesterday, President Lu offended Young Master Lian Nu, and she insisted on drinking with me. She downed more than ten bottles of red wine like beer, all in one go," Song Jun said with an innocent look.
Qing Muye couldn't help but chuckle but remained silent. He really didn't know what else to say. After a while, he calmly asked, "What do you plan to do?"
Song Jun shook his head blankly, "I don't know what to do. I told her I'd take responsibility, but she just told me to get lost." A woman's heart is as unfathomable as the sea. How could he possibly understand it?
Qing Muye gave a helpless smile. "Let's drop this matter. Don't bring it up again. But, if Shen Lian Nu asks you to take responsibility, what will you do? Marry her?"
Song Jun replied almost without hesitation, "I must bear the consequences of the mistakes I've made."
"Alright, you can go now." Qing Muye waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
This reaction made Song Jun even more unable to figure out his boss's thoughts. He couldn't help but ask, "Does the boss want me to marry Young Master Lian Nu?"
"You also know she was once Young Master Lian Nu. Do you think she would look favorably upon you?" People should be self-aware. At this moment, Song Jun seemed a bit unclear.
"What the boss said makes sense." Song Jun felt enlightened and immediately turned to leave the office.
Silence returned to the office. Qing Muye leaned back in his executive chair, closing his eyes to rest. He thought about what Song Jun had said. If it weren't for Lu Yanming casually asking a question that night and his joking reply, it wouldn't have led to the current situation. However, on second thought, Shen Lian Nu already had three husbands in the Hidden Clan. She probably wouldn't be overly concerned about this matter like other women. Thinking this, he felt more at ease.
Qing Muye, enjoying a rare moment of leisure, took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Meng Jingwei: [Have you arrived?] After sending the message, he sent a voice message to Lu Yanming: [Go accompany Tang Si at noon.] Shi Ran had left Lan Cheng, and Tang Si was immersed in grief alone. It would be difficult for him to emerge from the shadows anytime soon.
Meanwhile, at the Tang family villa. Tang Si woke up early and then sat motionlessly on the lounge chair on the balcony, looking like he had lost his soul. Zhao Wuyan, who was living at the Tang residence, walked in, holding breakfast. Seeing Tang Si sitting on the balcony, she slowly walked over and placed the breakfast on the round table. "Si Bing, it's time for breakfast."
Tang Si leaned back on the lounge chair and lazily glanced at Zhao Wuyan, saying weakly, "Go out."
"Okay." Zhao Wuyan nodded in response. "Then call me if you need anything." She didn't say anything else and turned to leave Tang Si's bedroom. However, as she walked out of Tang Si's bedroom, she met Tang Si's older brother, Tang Ziwei. The moment they met, a hint of awkwardness, or perhaps shyness, appeared on both Tang Ziwei's and Zhao Wuyan's faces.
Tang Ziwei: "Good morning."
Zhao Wuyan: "Morning."
They passed each other without saying another word. Zhao Wuyan, having gone downstairs, placed her hand on her abdomen and thought, *My dear, don't worry, Mommy will definitely be able to marry into the Tang family smoothly!*
...
Yan Cheng, Film City. Meng Jingwei drove away early in the morning. Two hours later, she arrived at the film city in Yan Cheng. Parking the car in the parking lot, Meng Jingwei called Ji Lanfeng. "Crazy, I've arrived at the film crew. Are you here?"
On the other end of the phone, Ji Lanfeng's voice was somewhat noisy. He shouted, "I'm at the airport now, heading to Country C. I probably won't be back for a while. Work hard at the film crew yourself, and come to me directly if there are any problems."
"Oh~"