After Xiao Wu left, the two of them sat down on the carpet to eat.

Tang Qian suddenly asked, "How are things between you and Cheng Yu?"

Meng Tingwan was still thinking about what she had said when she heard Cheng Yu's name. She looked up in confusion and asked, "Huh?"

Tang Qian was forking a piece of cheese shrimp ball and stuffing it directly into her mouth. "So, how are things going between you and Cheng Yu?"

Meng Tingwan subconsciously chewed what was in her mouth and mumbled, "Just like that."

"No emotional changes?" Tang Qian was somewhat skeptical.

As an outsider, I can see things clearly.

On the day of the accident, Meng Tingwan's nervousness towards Cheng Yu was not an act; it was something she subconsciously wanted to do.

“Wanwan, on the morning you disappeared, Cheng Yu came to the hotel first. You didn’t see his face, but he looked like the King of Hell.” Tang Qian said while eating. “And after we arrived, he rushed in with a gun, shooting one person at a time. If he hadn’t had some reason to support him, none of them would have survived.”

“I dare say that if something happens to you, the people who hurt you will all be punished, including themselves.”

Tang Qian said this very seriously.

There was absolutely no joking about it.

Meng Tingwan trusted her judgment and unconsciously gripped the chopsticks tighter.

She lowered her eyes, concealing the emotional changes within them.

To be buried with them?

Including himself?

Meng Tingwan chewed more slowly, replaying the scene from that day in her mind over and over again.

The atmosphere froze for about a minute. Tang Qian also felt that she had been a little out of her mind. She chuckled twice and put a piece of rib on Meng Tingwan's plate. "Wanwan, what I really wanted to say is that Cheng Yu seems to really like you. If you like him too, you should be together. If you don't like him, I will support you in getting a divorce."

Love is not about one-sided giving; that's meaningless.

Two people should get married because of love, not just for the sake of getting married.

Even if they got married because of certain reasons, falling in love with each other during their time together is indeed a good ending.

If you can't fall in love, it's better to break up; it's better for everyone.

These are also things I've learned from my previous marriage.

She hopes that Wanwan can be happy and that her lover's love can share the pain she suffered in the past.

How could Meng Tingwan not understand what Tang Qian was saying?

I just feel like I owe Cheng Yu even more.

"Don't worry, I understand. You know I won't force myself to do things I don't like, and the same goes for relationships."

Tang Qian put down her chopsticks and took her hand. "Actually, there's something else. Cheng Yu told me not to tell you, but I think you should know it too."

"What?" Meng Tingwan also stopped what she was doing and looked at her very seriously.

"It's about Xingxing. He went to Y country at the end of last month, and my people found some clues. When Xingxing went missing, the headband he was wearing was found on a beach in Y country. But before I could take any action, Cheng Yu arrived. Later, my people told me that it was a trap, and Cheng Yu was also taken away by Steven that night."

Tang Qian continued, "I found out that Steven was actually paid to kill Cheng Yu, but for some reason he didn't. He was rescued by Moore the next day, and that lead was lost."

“I called you on the day of the investment promotion conference and he answered. I asked him about it, but he told me not to tell you because he was afraid that you would be disappointed and upset, so I didn’t tell you.”

Meng Tingwan was indeed very excited.

This is the first time in all these years that I've heard any clues about my sister.

Her hand, gripping Tang Qian's, was trembling. "So, this hairband is fake? It was all a setup to lure Cheng Yu over?"

Tang Qian shared the same thought: "At the moment, this is the only reason I can think of—there's a traitor among his people."

It's fake, it's fake again.

Meng Tingwan closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, they were filled with many red blood vessels.

Tang Qian sensed something was wrong and immediately reassured her, "Wanwan, I..."

She shouldn't have said those things.

"Don't worry, calm down. We're still looking. Maybe Xingxing wandered around Y country back then and left some traces."

Meng Tingwan also tried to calm herself down.

But I can't help but think about those things.

If it weren't for myself, none of these subsequent changes would have occurred.

Tang Qian regretted it deeply.

Knowing that her illness was not yet cured, we shouldn't have upset her like that.

"Wanwan, don't think about it anymore. I'm here for you. Be good, don't think about it."

She held Meng Tingwan in her arms tightly.

I don’t know how long it took.

The food had gotten cold before Meng Tingwan finally felt a little better.

"Qianqian, I'm sorry for making you worry."

"What are you saying?" Tang Qian touched her face, her eyes full of self-blame and guilt. "It's all my fault for being so quick-tongued and telling you this."

“It’s my own problem. So many years have passed, and I thought I was better, but it seems I’m not.” Meng Tingwan’s expression was indifferent, and the light in her eyes was weak. “I’ve thought for a long time that Xingxing might no longer be here, but I can’t convince my own heart. Her loss has left a piece of my heart missing. No matter how many donations I’ve made in her name over the years, or how many children like her I’ve sponsored, it still can’t make up for the fact that she’s not by my side now.”

“My fans are also called Evening Stars. I have many little stars, but none of them are her.”

Meng Tingwan pursed her lips, her thoughts drifting back to a long time ago.

At that time, I acted in my first movie abroad.

An elder once said, "Only by standing high enough and going far enough will you be remembered by the whole world."

She remembered those words, which is why she has worked so hard all these years, filming and taking on endorsements, never giving herself a chance to breathe.

She wants to establish herself not only domestically, but also internationally.

Maybe the stars will see you, recognize you, and come back.

Meng Tingwan turned to look at Tang Qian with a bitter smile, "Qianqian, I actually don't want to look anymore."

Tang Qian looked at her expression and moved her lips.

"If she were still alive, she would have come looking for me long ago."

It's been so many years, she might really be gone.

My insistence has burdened those who love me.

Especially Cheng Yu, he almost died.

Tang Qian gritted her teeth and interrupted her thoughts, "Impossible, Xingxing is definitely alive. She was only five years old when she went missing, and she also has congenital autism. Maybe she lost that memory. Didn't you know you were her older sister?"

"Wanwan, don't think about it anymore. It's not just Cheng Yu and I who are looking for Xingxing. Aunt Yunshu has been looking for her too. We'll definitely find her, we definitely will!"

Meng Tingwan looked into her eyes, which were filled with determination.

She gradually relaxed and agreed with her words, "Yes, definitely."

Tang Qian breathed a sigh of relief, feeling even more that she couldn't bring up any more topics about stars in front of her.

Especially clues that yield no results.

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