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

Meng Tingwan was not surprised at all.

"It's just a family that rose to prominence by relying on the Tang family. What kind of ability could they possibly have? But this time, they really got off easy."

She has never been a saint, and of course, she would retaliate in kind.

Just like Feng Qi killing himself.

In the end, someone really did help him kill him.

After reading the Weibo post, Meng Tingwan made a video call to Tang Qian.

Tang Qian was sitting in the car over there.

"Qianbao, I've heard about what happened. I'm so glad you're alright."

Tang Qian smiled and pulled Chen Musheng over, "Of course, it's all thanks to my young master. His skills are good enough to be my bodyguard."

Chen Musheng pulled her hand down with a dark face, said "Hello, Sister Wan" and then disappeared from the screen.

"Hey, what's with that expression? You don't want to be my bodyguard?" Tang Qian reached out and ruffled his hair, but unsurprisingly, Chen Musheng gave her a disapproving look.

Meng Tingwan watched the interaction between the two with a smile, but she felt more and more that something was wrong.

It's not convenient right now; I'll have to remind her another day.

After all, they are his artists. If paparazzi or entertainment reporters take pictures of them, they might create some kind of story.

"Don't worry about me. I've already told my dad about this. The Duan family is probably going to go bankrupt soon. Even if Duan Xiangheng kneels down in front of me and begs me, I won't pay him any attention."

Tang Qian used to think she was very loyal, but now it seems she can be quite ruthless.

The person I've loved for so many years can just stop loving me like that.

Seeing him being suppressed now actually excites me a little.

Meng Tingwan understood her and knew that she wasn't just saying that. "I'm just worried about whether the Duan family will retaliate."

"Revenge?" Tang Qian scoffed. "The person who can take revenge on me hasn't been born yet. I don't even consider them a threat."

"That's true. Who is our Qianqian? Just a mere Duan family."

Tang Qian nodded in agreement, then suddenly asked, "But Wanwan, there's something I've been meaning to ask you. Was Feng Qi's suicide a few days ago related to your accident?"

She initially treated it as just news and didn't take it to heart.

But then I realized that the person who died was an artist who had just finished working with Meng Tingwan, and something felt off.

I meant to ask, but I got busy and forgot.

Meng Tingwan didn't hide anything from her and told her everything she knew.

Tang Qian was very surprised. If the car hadn't been so cramped, she would have jumped up. "You mean someone has been trying to kill you all along? Feng Qi and the people who died in the car accident were the beginning, and this Levin is the one who killed Feng Qi. Now he wants to kill you too?"

"Yes, based on what I know so far, this Levin definitely has a direct connection with the person behind him."

This speculation is one of the reasons why Meng Tingwan let him go.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner? I could have asked my dad to check. At the very least, I could have guaranteed the safety of the venue last night." Tang Qian pouted.

His face had an expression that said, "I'm angry, and I can't appease him."

Meng Tingwan realized what was going on and immediately said, "Okay, okay, it was my fault. I didn't tell you beforehand. It was wrong of me. Don't be angry."

"I'll let it go since you admitted your mistake."

Tang Qian was always easy to coax. "But now that you've let him go, what are you going to do?"

Before Meng Tingwan could speak, Cheng Yu, who had been listening to the two on the phone, said, "Feng Zhuo just sent me a message saying he's gone abroad."

At the same time, a message from Cen Yi popped up on Meng Tingwan's phone, with the same content as what Cheng Yu had said.

Upon hearing this, Tang Qian's expression instantly turned serious. "Going abroad? Wouldn't that make it even harder to find out who ordered him?"

Meng Tingwan shook her head, "I asked Cen Yi to tell my aunt. My aunt will keep an eye on him for me, and if necessary, we can use some special methods."

There's not much that can be done domestically, but it's a different story abroad.

Moreover, Levin is not Chinese and does not have Chinese citizenship.

If anything happens, it won't affect anyone.

Tang Qian immediately understood, and her expression showed a hint of pride. "Wanwan, I have to say, you're much more ruthless than me."

"Well, let's just take that as a compliment."

Meng Tingwan raised an eyebrow, her face beaming with a smile.

When facing Tang Qian, the expression on her face was no longer the same cold and aloof one, but rather the carefree and easygoing nature that one should have at this age.

Cheng Yu couldn't help but glance at it a few more times, feeling very jealous of Tang Qian on the other end of the phone.

But more than anything, he felt envy.

I envy her for having a different Meng Tingwan, and I also envy her for being able to be so unrestrained in front of Meng Tingwan.

Before Meng Tingwan's smile had faded after hanging up the phone, Fang Jia called in the next second.

"Wanwan, I just received a notification from the LY brand that we might be going to Y country to shoot a magazine in a few days."

Because she had it on speakerphone, Cheng Yu heard it too.

Meng Tingwan took a bite of cream and asked vaguely, "Is there a specific time?"

"They're confirming with the magazine, and they'll let us know once it's finalized, but it won't be too soon. You can rest for a few more days." Fang Jia was worried about her being too tired, so she hadn't scheduled any work for the past few days.

Meng Tingwan had no objections.

She really needs to rest, because her whole body is still sore.

"Okay, let me know when you confirm the time. I won't be home for the next few days, so please call me if you need anything."

"All right."

Fang Jia never asked her where she went or what she did.

This is also a kind of contract that has been formed over the years.

Cheng Yu sat on the sofa, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye, then picked up his phone and unlocked it with his left hand.

Luna: [I'm going to do a magazine shoot in a few days, do you have time?]

Cheng Yu: [Yes, let me know when you come, and I'll arrange your work at the hospital.]

Luna: [Okay, I'll contact you then.]

Cheng Yu: [How have you been feeling these past few days? Have you been feeling unwell?]

Luna: [No, I think it's fine, that's all.]

She didn't say the rest.

Cheng Yu could guess what she wanted to say. "Then tell me when we meet."

Luna: [Okay, I won't bother you anymore.]

After the chat ended, Meng Tingwan sighed inwardly.

After they meet, she wants to tell him about her rebirth, but perhaps she can only live for a hundred days, which is just her own imagination.

Looking up, she saw Cheng Yu still working on his computer, so she didn't say anything.

After a while, when Cheng Yu looked at her again, he found that Meng Tingwan had fallen asleep on the table.

It seems I really exhausted her last night.

Cheng Yurou smiled gently, put down the computer, got up and came to her side, taking the phone from her hand.

The girl's unmade-up face was exceptionally fair and delicate, with thick, long, curled eyelashes, making her look like a ragdoll cat.

She looked very different when she was asleep compared to her usual aloof demeanor.

But in reality, this is her truest self.

Unrestrained and carefree, spoiled and lively, bright and flamboyant.

Cheng Yu knelt beside her, lowered his head and kissed her cheek tenderly, very gently, as if afraid she would wake up.

After the kiss, he carefully picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom.

He actually had a meeting scheduled for the afternoon, but now he wanted to stay with her and go to sleep.