"I only have a vague understanding of what happened back then. The old man controlled me very strictly, and there were many things I didn't dare to say. You know, for those people, profit and reputation are always more important than anything else."
"So many years have passed, and I see that you have never given up. I feel a little sorry for you..."
He paused, and took out his mobile phone under the other person's burning gaze: "I'll send you some information, I hope it can help you..."
After a while of operations, his hand froze on the screen and he was reluctant to click the final "send" button.
"Ah Zhen, you have to remember that life is all about looking forward. If the news I'm about to tell you is not good... do you want to know it too?"
Hu Zaishu was unusually serious, and his words revealed some information.
Rong Zhen was stunned for two seconds, then raised the corner of his lips, but it was not joy: "If I can't find any news about her, I won't be at peace even in my grave."
"Finding her has become my obsession. I've relied on it for survival for so many years. How could I just give up like that?"
"Zaishu, I am very grateful that you are willing to tell me about her."
Hu Zaishu lowered his brows and finally just sighed.
Sometimes I have to sigh that things change over time. At first, it was Meng Yujiao who chased Rong Zhen, but now it is the opposite. After so many years of entanglement, no one knows whether this is a fate given by heaven or a bad fate.
Hu Zaishu solemnly pressed the button. He knew that he was about to deliver a desperate message to Rong Zhen.
He used to keep his mouth shut like everyone around him, like his father and the deceased old man of the Meng family, in order to avoid trouble and to keep things peaceful.
Maybe he was more sentimental when he got older, or maybe Rong Zhen really had him cornered. He always felt that Rong Zhen's life should not be spent in such a stubborn way.
There was nothing good to eat at this meal, so Hu Zaishu stood up and said cheerfully, "My daughter has a violin performance today, and the hall will hold tens of thousands of people. I must take my wife there to cheer her up."
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to congratulate you, Ah Zhen. Congratulations on finding your daughter. Next time I can introduce Lan Lan to Qing Qing."
Rong Zhen stood up slightly: "I'll take you there."
"No, it's just these two steps."
Hu Zaishu glanced at Rong Zhen before leaving.
As a friend for so many years, he really hopes that Rong Zhen can let go of his obsession, put the past behind him, and live a good life.
Rong Zhen clicked on the email. The content was very simple, just a brief introduction to the Max family, their assets and family members...
He had been abroad for so many years and had not heard much about the Max family. He only remembered that it was an old and ruined family that had become increasingly poor in the past two years and had been squandering its accumulated wealth.
His eyes moved downwards and finally stopped at one place for a long time, unable to move away.
*
Jiang Hongmin's condition was much better than before. She no longer made a fuss about asking Meng Qingqing to come back. Most of the time, she just asked calmly.
Ask her when she can go out, she has a lot of things to do.
At this time, Meng Yupu would tell her that she could only go out after she was fully recovered, and she should take good care of herself during this period.
Unless Jiang Hongmin brought it up on her own initiative, they tacitly agreed not to mention Meng Qingqing, because that would irritate Jiang Hongmin's already fragile nerves.
It's another sunny noon.
Jiang Hongmin leaned quietly on the sofa. She had been able to get out of bed and walk around a long time ago, but only within the villa.
"Yaobao, did you meet Qingqing when you were filming on the set?"
Meng Yao shook her head: "No."
Meng Yao was sitting next to Jiang Hongmin, and she only needed to stretch out her hand to hold Meng Yao in her arms.
Jiang Hongmin gently stroked Meng Yao's hair and asked inexplicably, "After the last banquet, did Qingqing often use Rong Zhen's power to bully you?"
Meng Yao said: "No one can bully me, don't worry."
Jiang Hongmin looked at Meng Yao's beautiful profile and then looked away as if avoiding her.
“… I am sorry for you.”
"Why do you say that?" Meng Yao held Jiang Hongmin's hand: "I have gained a lot from you."
She thought that even after the mission was over, she would still remember Jiang Hongmin.
Jiang Hongmin's eyes were filled with guilt, almost dripping with it. She kept apologizing, "It's all my fault. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
*
Set:
"Hey, Sister Qingqing, this is Sister Meng's milk tea. Sister Xiaoli has already taken your portion."
The weather was hot and humid, and the filming was about to be wrapped up, so the director treated the crew and actors to a lot of food and drinks at his own expense, including milk tea.
Meng Qingqing picked up the drink nonchalantly: "My drink is not iced. The weather is so hot, and I suddenly want to drink a drink with ice. It's just a cup of milk tea, so it shouldn't be a big deal if I take it away, right?"
The staff member distributing the drinks was a little embarrassed: "Sister Qingqing, I'll order a few more for you. You can drink whatever you want. As for Sister Meng's drink, you'd better leave it here. She's about to finish that scene and is thirsty."
"You mean I'm not thirsty?"
"I... I'm not..."
Seeing this scene unfold, a kind actor came over and said, "My drink has ice in it, which is the same as Teacher Meng Yao's milk tea. Let me exchange a cup with you."
Meng Qingqing didn't take it, she smiled faintly: "I don't like to drink drinks that have been touched by others."
The actor looked embarrassed and angry and didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he left in anger.
The director heard about this while he was sitting under a shed enjoying the cool air. He waved his hands irritably, not intending to bother with the intrigues of these female stars.
It's hard to offend both sides, but Meng Qingqing loves to pick quarrels and make trouble. The director has completely blacklisted Meng Qingqing. Even if the investment is too much in the future, he will not accept such bad actors again.
Meng Qingqing didn't seem to realize how bad she had done. She was still smiling and said, "I just like this cup. When Meng Yao comes back, I'll trouble Teacher Deng to explain it to her. I don't think she will blame me."
"How do you know she won't blame me?"
A leisurely voice came over, but it was a bit cold.
Meng Qingqing turned back stiffly, and when she saw it was Meng Yao, she was not annoyed, but grinned: "I didn't expect you to finish the filming so quickly."
Meng Yao looked at her coldly: "Leave what you have in your hand."
"It's just a cup of milk tea, and you won't even give it to me?"
Meng Yao walked over slowly and finally stopped in front of Meng Qingqing.
(End of this chapter)