100 Days of Rebirth: The Loyal Dog of the Cold and Aloof Actress

Everyone present was shrewd; they knew who he was talking about as soon as they heard those words.

Xiao Ming immediately felt embarrassed.

Having been repeatedly humiliated by his own words and actions, he simply couldn't bear to stay any longer.

"Mr. Cheng is right. I'm really sorry about today. I will have my staff train them rigorously."

As soon as he finished speaking, his agent and assistant ran over and pulled Du Ruoqing up from the ground, dragging her away from the venue in a hurry.

As Xiao Ming left, he glanced at Meng Tingwan one last time.

Meng Tingwan didn't care at all, and changed what she wanted to say to Wan Yumeng to, "Didn't you want to compete for the Cheng family's endorsement? Your chance has come."

Wan Yumeng never expected that her sweet and innocent appearance would so easily expose the relationship between the two of them. She had a lot to say, but she didn't know how to say it at the moment.

"Me, fight for it? Don't you want it?"

"I don't want to." Meng Tingwan shook her head lightly. "So you can try your best to fight for it."

When Wan Yumeng heard what she said, she suddenly felt that this endorsement wasn't absolutely necessary.

She likes things she has fought for, like taking the Sylvoir endorsement from Meng Tingwan.

To make yourself feel a sense of accomplishment.

But now Meng Tingwan doesn't want it; she feels it's a form of charity.

So naturally, I lost interest.

Just then, Fang Jia suddenly called out to her, "Wanwan, come over here and toast President Cheng."

Meng Tingwan, whose name was called, was stunned for a moment, then casually grabbed a glass of wine and prepared to go over.

Wan Yumeng grabbed her wrist, still somewhat disbelieving, "You really don't want it?"

Meng Tingwan smiled and suddenly leaned towards her, the two of them very close, almost kissing.

Wan Yumeng was somewhat overwhelmed, and the panic in her eyes was hard to hide.

"You always have to compete with me for everything. You don't actually like me, do you?" Meng Tingwan breathed into her ear, deliberately lowering her voice, which was somewhat alluring.

Wan Yumeng's eyes suddenly widened, and she stood there stunned, at a loss for what to do.

What is this woman saying?!

I like her!?

She is straight, as straight as can be!

By the time she realized what was happening, Meng Tingwan had already reached the other side.

AG Entertainment's Chairman Fan raised his glass and spoke to Cheng Yu, while several other executives from various places were also present.

Meng Tingwan looked around but couldn't find Feng Zhuo.

Isn't he always by my side? Why isn't he here for such an important occasion?

Before she could think further, Fang Jia put her arm around her waist and took a few steps forward.

"Mr. Cheng, the project we collaborated on last time was quite good. Are you interested in choosing us again this time?"

Cheng Yu held a wine glass in his hand. When he saw Meng Tingwan coming over out of the corner of his eye, he immediately said, "I was indeed very satisfied last time, but this time, I already have someone in mind."

The others exchanged glances, and only realized what was going on when Meng Tingwan's figure came into view.

If that's the case, they really have no chance.

"Mr. Cheng, I just finished filming at noon and rushed over tonight. I was in a bad mood earlier, please forgive me."

Chairman Fan's words both explained Meng Tingwan's confrontation with Xiao Ming and served as a reminder to her never to confront this man.

Meng Tingwan naturally understood, and thought to herself: You're really overthinking things.

“Teacher Meng has a busy schedule and it’s understandable that she might be in a bad mood at work.” Cheng Yu’s dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone carried a hint of gentleness that was barely perceptible.

Meng Tingwan smiled and raised her wine glass to Cheng Yu. "I can tell you don't look well, Mr. Cheng. You must be as busy as I am. I'll drink this to you. You can drink as you like."

Fang Jia noticed that she had drunk quite a bit that evening, so she thought she should treat her to something.

Before anyone could stop her, Meng Tingwan drank it all in one gulp.

After finishing her drink, she smiled at Cheng Yu. The light shone on her face, and with her makeup and styling tonight, she looked like a noble and elegant black swan.

Cheng Yu was so engrossed in watching that his throat tightened, and his fingers gripped the wine glass more tightly.

He knew that Meng Tingwan's words were meant to prove her position and that she didn't want him to drink.

He had to drink the toast she offered, and he would definitely drink it.

"Teacher Meng is joking. I always drink the same amount of alcohol as others."

Then, Meng Tingwan saw him finish his drink and even raise an eyebrow at her.

Drinking alcohol before your injury has healed? Aren't you afraid of causing inflammation?

Meng Tingwan frowned, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

Upon seeing this, Chairman Fan quickly came over to offer a toast, and other people who wanted to cooperate with the Cheng family also gathered around.

Fang Jia then took the opportunity to pull Meng Tingwan away, saying, "Wanwan, what's wrong with you tonight? You drank so much."

Meng Tingwan thought it was alright; the wine wasn't strong, and it was nowhere near as good as the wine in the palace.

"Maybe he's a little tired."

Fang Jia knew that she had a tight schedule these past few days, and felt sorry for her when she heard her say that. "I'll have An'an take you to change your clothes, and then you can leave through the back door."

Meng Tingwan hadn't forgotten her promise to Cheng Yu that day, so she said, "Cen Yi will come to pick me up, so let An'an leave work early."

"Okay, let her take you to change out of your dress first."

Fang Jia couldn't leave, and didn't know when it would be over, so she gave An An a few instructions.

An An nodded to indicate that she understood, and then left with Meng Tingwan.

Wan Yumeng was just there to make up the numbers tonight. Seeing that she had left, she felt bored staying by herself, so she asked her assistant to call the driver.

After leaving the private room, Meng Tingwan took out her phone from her bag and called Tang Qian, but no one answered.

She hung up the phone and called Chen Musheng again, but no one answered.

"An'an."

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Meng Tingwan: "Do you have the contact information for Chen Musheng's assistant, Ju Zi?"

An'an nodded immediately, "I have it."

As she spoke, she opened her bag, took out her phone, found the number, and dialed it.

The call connected quickly. "An'an, what's wrong?"

An An didn't say anything, she just handed the phone to Meng Tingwan.

"Ju Zi, where are your young master and his manager?"

Meng Tingwan was wearing seven-centimeter high heels and walked very fast. An'an helped her lift up her skirt from behind.

Orange looked confused. "They should still be at the venue. Sister Qian told me to go home first, saying she'll take the young master home later."

After she finished speaking, she noticed that Meng Tingwan's voice sounded off; she seemed very anxious.

"What happened?"

"It's okay, don't worry about it." Then, she handed the phone back to An'an.

An'an took the phone, comforted her for a few moments, and then hung up.

"Sister, has something happened to them?"

Meng Tingwan pushed open the door to the lounge and began to unload her belongings. "We can still be sure for now, but neither of them is answering their phones, which is definitely not right."

She thought of Duan Xiangheng, who had acted somewhat strangely that evening.

This person doesn't like Qianqian, so why did he take the initiative to come over and offer a toast today, saying he wanted to talk?

They definitely have ill intentions.

Meng Tingwan quickly changed her clothes and looked at An'an, who was still tidying up her jewelry and dress. She said, "Cen Yi will be here soon. I'll go find him first. Have him contact me when he arrives."

An'an paused in her tidying up and asked, "What about me?"

Meng Tingwan looked at the pile of things and said, "Change back your jewelry and dress. They'll be here soon."

"They" here refers to the stylist team.

An'an was a little worried about her. "Sister, let me go with you."

Meng Tingwan shook her head, "Returning the dress is your job, don't worry about Tang Qian's affairs."

Knowing that she was doing it for his own good, An'an agreed, "Then be careful."

"understood."

After Meng Tingwan finished speaking, she took out a mask and hat, put them on, opened the door, and went out.