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

Cheng's Group.

Meng Tingwan drove directly to the underground parking lot.

Cheng Yu had given her an access card before, so she could easily go directly to the top floor.

As I stepped out of the elevator, I saw Feng Zhuo walking towards me.

When Feng Zhuo saw Meng Tingwan, he was very surprised. "Madam, what brings you here?"

Meng Tingwan held up the bag in her hand, "I brought you some afternoon tea."

Feng Zhuo recognized the bag as belonging to a coffee shop and said, "The boss is in a meeting, it'll be a while, but he'll definitely finish quickly now that you're here. I'll take you to his office first."

"it is good."

Meng Tingwan nodded and followed him.

Cheng Yu's office is at the very back, with a full wall of floor-to-ceiling windows offering the most beautiful views of Yuezhou, especially in the afternoon.

Feng Zhuo had come out to get some documents. After dropping Meng Tingwan off, he was about to rush to the conference room. "Madam, please wait here for a moment. There's a lounge inside. I'll go tell the boss."

The boss would be overjoyed if he knew his wife was coming.

Meng Tingwan immediately stopped him, saying, "Don't tell him. I want to surprise him, after all, this is my first time here."

Feng Zhuo was quick-witted and immediately realized what was going on.

"Okay, then I won't say anything. Do as you please. I'm leaving."

After watching him leave, Meng Tingwan turned around and looked at the office.

The cool color scheme suits Cheng Yu's identity and personality very well.

The interior furnishings were understated yet luxurious, just like him—calm and reserved.

She put the bag on the table next to her and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to look at the view outside.

You can even see the Bund not far away.

"The view at night is probably even better," Meng Tingwan muttered to herself before turning around and sitting back down on the sofa.

When Feng Zhuo returned to the conference room with the documents, a manager was explaining the upcoming arrangements.

Cheng Yu glanced at him and casually asked, "Why did it take so long?"

Remembering what Meng Tingwan had said earlier, Feng Zhuo made up an excuse, saying, "I went to the restroom on the way."

Cheng Yu didn't say anything and continued with the rest of the meeting.

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The meeting lasted for about two hours.

While waiting in the office, Meng Tingwan called Tang Qian to ask how things were going.

Tang Qian briefly explained to her, "It's a problem with the brand. They're already terminating the contract. But it's strange, it's an old brand, how could this problem suddenly occur?"

"Could it be an internal problem? Or is someone trying to sabotage them?" Meng Tingwan analyzed.

"That's possible, but it's none of my business. Terminating the contract is the priority, and recovering some losses is important."

Tang Qian didn't have time to investigate the reasons behind this; she needed to first reduce the online buzz surrounding Chen Musheng's matter.

"Okay, then you go ahead with your work, I won't bother you anymore."

"Ok, bye."

Just after hanging up the phone, Meng Tingwan heard a low battery warning sound from her phone.

Seeing that the battery was down to only 20%, she got up and went to Cheng Yu's desk to find a charger.

However, Cheng Yu's table was very clean; you could see it completely with just a glance, and there was no charger.

Meng Tingwan pushed open the door to the lounge and didn't see anything.

"Forget it, I won't top up."

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a white thread peeking out from a drawer next to the table.

Cheng Yu's office has a password and is locked after get off work or when he is not in the office. No one can get in except Feng Zhuo and himself.

Therefore, his cabinets were mostly unlocked.

Meng Tingwan walked over and pulled on the drawer, only to find that it wasn't a charging cable.

After helping him put his things away, Meng Tingwan noticed a box at the very back that looked familiar.

She pulled the drawer open completely, and the box was fully exposed in front of her.

Meng Tingwan's heart suddenly trembled.

Her eyes were filled with disbelief, and even her fingers were trembling.

"This...box..."

She couldn't finish her sentence; she just squatted down, reached out and picked up the box, and opened it shakily.

The contents inside caused her tears to flow instantly.

These glasses were given away by me personally, to that person. How did they end up with Cheng Yu?

Suddenly, many scenes replayed in Meng Tingwan's mind.

It's a scene from when I was in a hospital in country Y, showing me and that person together.

He always wore glasses and a mask, and although he was about the same age as me, he had a full head of white hair.

What's wrong with your hair?

"It's nothing, things will get better."

Will it turn back?

"Yes, I'll show you then."

"Okay."

"I'm being discharged from the hospital, so I'll give you these glasses."

Why did you give me glasses?

"Because this looks better, better than what's on your face."

"Thank you."

Meng Tingwan's tears fell drop by drop onto the floor. The memories of those years were like a flood of ferocious beasts breaking free of their cages, swallowing her up all at once.

She met that person during her trip to Country Y.

But something felt off, and she immediately realized that the person in front of her was fake, but she had no proof.

Therefore, there is only one reason why these glasses appeared in Cheng Yu's possession: he is the one who is in the relationship.

Cheng Yu was the doctor at the hospital back then.

The young doctor with a full head of white hair.

Tears streamed down her face, blurring her vision. Meng Tingwan felt a complex mix of emotions, an indescribable sadness.

No wonder he hired Sister Yan as his housekeeper five years ago, before he even married her.

No wonder he insisted on marrying me.

No wonder he was so indifferent to his illness yet so tolerant of everything.

No wonder I always get a prompt reply when I text that person.

No wonder that person could always accurately guess my mood.

No wonder he loves himself so much.

It turns out that all of this had a backstory.

Meng Tingwan's throat tightened, her body went limp on the ground, and her hand holding the glasses trembled uncontrollably.

Cheng Yu, the way you are makes me feel even more guilty.

She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

At this moment, Meng Tingwan seemed to feel something flowing out of her nasal cavity.

The moment she lowered her head, blood dripped directly onto the floor, mixing with her previous tears.

Meng Tingwan hurriedly got up and covered her nose with one hand.

This time, however, the amount was significantly greater than before, and blood seeped out between her fingers.

Meng Tingwan stood up, saw the tissues on the coffee table, quickly walked over, grabbed a few, and stuffed them under her nose.

He took a few more sheets to wipe the bloodstains on the floor.

After putting everything back in its place, Meng Tingwan grabbed her bag and hurriedly left the office.

She covered her nose and mouth with tissues the whole way, but the bleeding didn't stop; instead, it flowed even more.

After stepping out of the elevator, Meng Tingwan's vision blurred and her head spun so badly that she could barely see where she was going.

Her steps were unsteady and disordered. She reached out and held onto the wall, finding the car by following the location she remembered.

But when she reached for the car door, she suddenly lost her strength, her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.