Speaking, she brazenly took her things and left.
Things had reached this point, and if Meng Jingwei didn't realize she was being targeted, she would be foolish.
With Su Meiyi on set, her days were likely to be difficult.
She turned and left helplessly, intending to buy something to eat in the film city to stave off hunger. However, Director Li had said that she would be up after lunch, so she could only continue to starve and endure.
"Meng Jingwei, I have extra. Here, have some."
At this moment, Qiao Ziqian walked over from somewhere, stood in front of Meng Jingwei, and handed her a box of rice.
Meng Jingwei was stunned. Looking at the box of rice he handed her, her heart warmed.
Fortunately, there was such a nice person on set, otherwise she would truly have been isolated.
"I appreciate your kindness, but I'm not very hungry. You eat it yourself," Meng Jingwei politely declined.
Qiao Ziqian took out his other hand from his back, revealing a cup of milk tea. "If you're really not hungry, have this. I just bought it for you when I went to buy cigarettes for Shang Ge, passing by a milk tea shop."
"This..."
Meng Jingwei hesitated.
Qiao Ziqian caught her subtle change in expression and smiled brightly, "You saved me that day, this is just a small token of my gratitude."
It was an inexpensive pearl milk tea, with a label on the cup, costing eight yuan.
Seeing this, Meng Jingwei accepted it without further refusal. "Thank you."
"Between us, no need for formalities." Qiao Ziqian finished speaking, then pointed towards the lounge over there. "Shang Ge is still waiting for me, I'll be going now."
"Yes, go ahead and attend to your business."
Meng Jingwei nodded, watched Qiao Ziqian's departing figure, then looked at the iced milk tea in her hand, feeling that her bad mood had been healed along the way.
But as soon as Meng Jingwei turned around, another person walked over. "Are you Meng Jingwei?"
A girl in a black dress walked over and introduced herself, "My name is Xiao An, and I'm Wanxing Jie's assistant. Wanxing Jie wants you to come over."
Wanxing, Tang Wanxing?
Meng Jingwei's delicate eyebrows furrowed, not understanding why Tang Wanxing would suddenly seek her out.
After a moment of hesitation, she followed Xiao An.
Upon arriving at Tang Wanxing's lounge, the rush of cool air made Meng Jingwei feel refreshed.
Although autumn had arrived, the sun was shining brightly today, and it was quite hot outside.
Tang Wanxing's spacious lounge was air-conditioned and fully equipped, which made Meng Jingwei somewhat envious.
Such treatment was likely only afforded to a movie queen.
As Meng Jingwei looked at Tang Wanxing seated on the sofa, Tang Wanxing also looked at her.
She stood up, smiled faintly, and her demeanor was gentle. "I didn't greet you before asking you to come over, did I startle you?"
Meng Jingwei shook her head, her expression calm. "Miss Tang, what do you need me for?"
As she spoke, Tang Wanxing walked up to Meng Jingwei, her voice gentle. "I saw you this morning, but there were too many people, so I didn't greet you. When I had some free time, I called Ye and told her you were on set. He was quite surprised and asked me to look after you a bit."
Analyzing the situation, Tang Wanxing had called Qing Muye, but her statement that Qing Muye was surprised by her presence on set implied that Qing Muye had not told Tang Wanxing the truth.
Meng Jingwei immediately understood something. "Thank you, Miss Tang, but I'm doing quite well."
"Alright, I know what happened just now."
As soon as Meng Jingwei finished speaking, Tang Wanxing took her hand. "I don't have any friends on set, and it's quite boring to eat alone, so I wanted to find someone to eat and chat with. You won't refuse, will you?"