“Money is inexhaustible.”
Her slender, jade-like fingers adjusted the pressure on his shoulders, massaging his acupoints to relieve the fatigue in his body.
As she lowered her head, her gaze fell upon Qing Muyye’s handsome and charismatic face.
Meng Jingwei’s hands paused. A slight curve formed on her red lips. She leaned down, cradled his cheeks with both hands, and gently kissed him on the lips.
The kiss was as fleeting as a dragonfly touching the water.
The moment she straightened up, she found Qing Muyye’s eyes open, his deep, cold-潭-like gaze fixed on her.
The next second, the man raised his hand, grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his embrace, and sat her directly on his lap. “What, you miss me after only being apart for a day?”
Leaning against his chest, Meng Jingwei didn’t struggle. Instead, she hugged him like a docile bird, “A Ye, I just don’t want to see you work too hard.”
Meng Jingwei sighed deeply, “Money can never be earned completely, but our lives are finite. If we only focus on working desperately to earn money within a limited time, and in the end, the person is gone, but the money hasn’t been spent, wouldn’t that be a great regret?”
Hearing her words, Qing Muyye nodded in agreement. “Ah Wei is right.”
Qing Muyye hugged her waist, his other hand cupping the back of her neck, and passionately kissed her lips.
The kiss was gentle yet restrained.
Ring ring ring—
The abrupt ringing of the phone shattered their intimate moment.
Qing Muyye paused for a second, then ultimately ignored it, continuing to kiss her intently.
But the phone’s ringing seemed to be deliberately against him, persistently ringing.
Meng Jingwei gently pushed his chest. “Why don’t you answer the phone?”
His sharply defined eyebrows furrowed, his face filled with thick displeasure.
“Damn it!”
He wanted to see who was so blind as to disturb his mood.
Qing Muyye held Meng Jingwei with one arm and picked up his phone with the other, glancing at the flashing number on the screen.
As he expected, it was Tang Si.
Qing Muyye reluctantly answered the call. “You better have something incredibly important, otherwise I…”
“Second Brother, where is Shi Ran?”
Before Qing Muyye could finish his sentence, Tang Si’s rough voice, with even his panting clearly audible, came from the other end of the line.
“What’s wrong with you?”
Sharply sensing that something was amiss, Qing Muyye became worried.
Meng Jingwei leaned against Qing Muyye’s chest. Through the thin fabric of his clothes, she could feel the tension in his muscles when he panicked.
She also became nervous. She raised her head, moved closer to his phone, and listened intently to the sounds coming from the earpiece.
“My parents, in order to set me up with Zhao Wuyan, were despicable and shameless… They gave me… I… gasp…”
Even over the phone, Tang Si found it difficult to speak.
If such a thing were to spread, it would become a joke, and Tang Si felt utterly disgraced.
“I’ll send you Shi Ran’s specific address now.”
Qing Muyye immediately understood the situation. He hung up the phone and used his mobile to send Tang Si the specific information.
Meng Jingwei watched him operate his phone, composing a message, and furrowed her brows slightly. “You told Tang Si Shi Ran’s address?”
“Tang Si was tricked by his parents and drugged. Do you want to see him go out and find some random woman to resolve it?”
His words silenced Meng Jingwei.
She pursed her lips, saying nothing more, and simply sighed helplessly. “I’ll listen to you.”
In this situation, if Tang Si wasn’t allowed to see Shi Ran, she feared he would really find another woman to ‘resolve’ it.
Rather than that, it was better to fulfill Tang Si and Shi Ran’s arrangement.
“Is Tang Si the biological son of the Tang family? How could his family treat him like this?”