Meng Sheng asked curiously, "What did you say?"

"Nothing." Qiu Yi spread his hands, "Really, I'm still confused."

Meng Sheng was speechless.

Sure enough, she had too high expectations of Meng Shixu.

To be honest, she now doesn't understand what Meng Shixu means, and whether he still has feelings for Qiu Yi.

Just keep wasting time like this.

She remembered to ask, "Then you and Ying Feiting..."

"Friend." Qiu Yi knew what she was going to ask. She had been asked this question by many people during this period, so she simply summarized it in two words.

Okay.

Meng Sheng nodded and asked tentatively, "Is it inconvenient for me to ask you about this? What kind of feelings do you have towards my brother now? Or do you have no feelings for him anymore?"

Qiu Yi tilted her head to look at her, "It's inconvenient."

“…”

"So there's affection?"

"Who knows. Maybe yes, maybe no."

Qiu Yi shrugged, "I won't limit myself to a relationship, especially one that's been going on for seven years. It's meaningless. I always have to look forward to everything. There are many possibilities in the future, and no one can predict it."

Looking ahead…

This sentence is particularly familiar.

Meng Sheng remembered the content of the text message sent to her: "Look forward, don't always look back."

She smiled, her eyes still filled with mixed emotions. She stopped asking questions and casually changed the subject.

After the two finished eating, at half past five, they set off for the airport.

They didn't say anything sentimental or anything like that when they said goodbye. They just hugged each other and said goodbye. Qiu Yi told her to go back and drive safely, then turned around and walked in.

It was exactly six forty when she drove to Pei Sui's law firm.

I sent a message to Pei Sui and waited for about five minutes before Pei Sui's imposing figure appeared in the parking lot.

He tapped on the Mercedes-Benz window with his fingers, opened the door, and helped her down. "Did you send Qiuyi to the airport?"

"Hmm. Did the court session go smoothly this morning? How was it? What was the final result?"

Pei Sui held her hand and walked towards his Bentley. "It's neither good nor bad. It didn't meet my expectations, but it's not terrible either."

"How many years was the sentence?"

"Six years and eight months."

Meng Sheng nodded. "Didn't the Procuratorate recommend a ten-year sentence? You've tried your best to get it for him. Did he accept it?"

"Well, I went to see him this afternoon. He thanked me and said he was very satisfied with the result and would not appeal again."

"That's good. Everything in this world is about doing your best and leaving the rest to fate."

"Indeed. Get in the car."

The two got into the Bentley and drove all the way to Amber Light Villa.

Amber Light is located at a high altitude, nestled between mountains and water, with beautiful and pleasant scenery. The surrounding air is fresh and natural. The road up the mountain is also stained with the atmosphere of wealth because of the decadence and extravagance.

It was evening, the mountain air was getting darker, twilight was rising from the outlines of the distant mountains, and the clouds in the sky were becoming brighter and brighter, like splashed ink, or like dyed silk, spreading out layer by layer.

The warm wind blew through the treetops in the forest, bringing a slight coolness.

In the parking lot, all you can see are luxury cars, even luxury sports cars that are rarely seen in daily life can be seen everywhere.

Mercedes-Benz SLD McLaren, Rolls-Royce Phantom, Maserati, Lamborghini, Aston Martin DBS, Maybach, Lincoln, G65...

Meng Sheng got out of the car and looked at these luxury cars, and couldn't help but sigh.

One can imagine how wealthy the young men and women who play here are.

"What's wrong?" Pei Sui walked up to her.

Meng Sheng tilted his head, his eyes focused on his black Bentley.

Pei Sui's car is his daily means of transportation for work. It is low-key and has no modifications, but the bare car price is five or six million.

"Do you think my car is cheap?" Pei Sui saw her expression and asked with a smile.

Meng Sheng came back to his senses and shook his head, "That's not the case."

Pei Sui chuckled, took her hand and walked straight into Door 8. When the waiter came up to them, he introduced He Xian's name.

The waiter took them by elevator to one of the luxurious private rooms on the 19th floor.

He Xian was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with a white background and black prints, the hem of which was casually tucked into his black suit pants. He was sitting with his legs crossed, looking at a menu lazily.

From time to time, he would discuss with Chen Ye beside him what dishes would be delicious.

Hearing the door open, they both turned around. He Xian threw the menu directly into Chen Ye's arms and stood up in a flash.

"Hey, Brother Sui, Sister Meng, now that you're here, we've been waiting for you. Come on, sit down!"

Chen Ye threw the menu on the table and said, "Heh." "When you saw me just now, I didn't look like this."

He Xian said with a sigh, "I'm just respecting the police officer, and you're jealous?"

Chen Ye was too lazy to pay attention to him. He stood up and waved his hand to Pei Sui and Meng Sheng to say hello.

When Meng Sheng saw him, he was stunned.

His mind went blank for a second, but he quickly remembered that Pei Sui had said last time that when He Xian came back, he would invite Chen Ye to get together.

Pei Sui often dealt with the police station and was familiar with Chen Ye, so she could understand. However, she was a little surprised that He Xian was also so familiar with Chen Ye.

She suppressed the trembling in her heart, smiled at him naturally, and nodded in response.