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I’m the Moonlight White That the Former Movie Queen Secretly Loved 63p1


Chapter 63 p1

The matter of their public marriage was a big mess for Meng Jiang. On New Year’s Eve, everyone from Meng Hang to Meng Jiang’s mouthpiece, Chen Ting, stayed at the old house to be lectured.

Qi Sijia and Meng Jiang’s private phones couldn’t be turned off forever.

The next day, Meng Jiang had to go back to the country. Qi Sijia told her to turn on her phone.

Throughout the entire journey of seeing her off, Meng Jiang’s phone never stopped ringing.

When the calls were connected, Meng Jiang would always reply that she was married. When asked again why she hadn’t discussed it with her family and what the other person’s identity was, she would reply, “Didn’t you check the hot search before you asked me? Was the ‘claimed’ written too subtly?”

Qi Sijia glanced at Meng Jiang through the rearview mirror. Their eyes met, and Meng Jiang lazily curled her lips, which were red and swollen.

Due to the sorrow of parting, Meng Jiang had been acting up in the bathroom this morning. Qi Sijia was very fierce. It was comfortable, but she really had no strength.

Meng Jiang answered the phone throughout the whole process, but she didn’t say much. Her tone was wrapped in a hint of a lazy and hoarse sound after the fact.

When someone else tried to probe deeper and ask when she could bring the person home to meet the family, Meng Jiang became impatient and said she didn’t know.

When Meng’s uncle’s son called, Meng Jiang had the same excuse.

When Meng Hang called, Meng Jiang also had the same excuse.

It wasn’t until the old lady called that Meng Jiang finally sat up straight, answered the phone, and said in a better tone, “I told you about this five years ago. It’s not sudden.”

The old lady was very shrewd and didn’t ask Meng Jiang about the hot search at all.

She just said, “Our little Jiang has never made a losing deal in her life, nor has she ever acted impulsively. Grandma has nothing to worry about. Now that you’ve taken this step, you can’t go back. Have you thought it through?”

Meng Jiang smiled and said, “Mmm, thank you for your blessing, Grandma.”

The old lady said “good” three times in a row on the phone, and then she coughed twice. A moment later, a chaotic sound came from the phone line. The call ended up in Chen Ting’s hands, I don’t know how.

“Meng Jiang, are you trying to kill your grandmother and me?”

When Chen Ting cursed this sentence, Meng Jiang was about to hang up the phone.

Qi Sijia looked at Meng Jiang through the rearview mirror. Meng Jiang’s expression was quite calm.

Having seen Meng Jiang’s attitude towards Chen Ting, Qi Sijia knew very well that Meng Jiang would not be at a disadvantage. This person had long since jumped out of the circle of blood ties, and all her actions towards Chen Ting were like that of a bystander.

So when Chen Ting put such a sinful hat on Meng Jiang’s head, Meng Jiang didn’t even blink an eye, nor did she reply. She just said, “Mmm, if you’re sick, go see a doctor. If you and Grandma are not feeling well, go to the hospital now. We’ll see you at the hospital.”

The old lady’s health was already not good. She had been in the hospital before the New Year, and the doctor said she didn’t have much time left.

Leaving aside the intentions of the illegitimate son of the Meng family and his descendants, Chen Ting’s intentions were very jumpy. She had recently learned to flatter and please the old lady, trying to break a favorable situation for herself in this impending family division.

But unfortunately, the Meng family’s affairs had nothing to do with Chen Ting. The only person she could rely on was Meng Jiang.

But at this critical juncture, Meng Jiang had officially announced her marriage to a woman she had never even brought home. The three views of the Meng family, young and old, were all shattered. You should know that before this, even the old lady had thought that Meng Jiang had developed Meng Luo to its current state in order to seize power.

But she had not considered the Meng family’s property in her own career blueprint at all. To make this contemptuous decision was undeniably arrogant.

The old lady’s phone call was on speaker. Meng Jiang’s meaning was obvious.

She didn’t care about the family property.

Chen Ting couldn’t do anything about Meng Jiang. Before the New Year, Meng Jiang had just dealt with the matter of the gambling agreement with swift and decisive means and had warned Chen Ting that there would be no next time.

Chen Ting still remembered the cold gaze Meng Jiang had given her when she left, drawing a clear line with her.

This unfilial daughter didn’t care about family ties at all.

Since it had come to this, the green veins on Chen Ting’s arms were bulging, but she was helpless. She suppressed her emotions and begged in a pleading tone, “Your grandmother was just taken upstairs by your dad. Mom only has one thing to say. Before the old lady drew up her will, she said that she would only be at ease if the Meng family was handed over to you. If you go back and admit your mistake, and marry into a noble family according to her wishes, and get married before she dies, I won’t care how you play around after you’re married…”

Meng Jiang smiled faintly. She had always thought that Chen Ting might have a psychological problem, but now she found that her brain was not working well either.

She directly interrupted her. “The old lady hasn’t even gone yet, and you’re already thinking about this. How am I supposed to answer that? Your thoughts don’t represent anyone. If you think the Chen family can manage the Meng family’s affairs, then just tell the old lady directly. As for how many shares the old lady will give me, that’s the old lady’s consideration. It has nothing to do with you, and it has even less to do with the Chen family.”

“Meng Jiang! Are you trying to kill your own mother?”

“So isn’t it good for my mother not to cause trouble and live a life of luxury? If that’s not enough, I can even send you to a nursing home at a high price. How the Meng family’s property is divided is a war between me, the old lady, and Meng Hang, with at most one more uncle. But you have to remember, the Meng family’s property can be mine, it can be anyone’s in the Meng family, but it has nothing to do with the Chen family.”

Being exposed of her intentions without any reservation, Chen Ting opened her mouth, not knowing how to refute for a moment. Her arrogance fell back, and she squeezed out a sentence, “You think I can’t do anything to you now that you’re capable? Your marriage partner is a decent person, right? A world-class screenwriter. Aren’t you afraid that I’ll come forward and ruin her reputation—”

Meng Jiang’s expression turned cold, and she sneered. “I’m not afraid. I can’t control who you want to cause trouble for. After all, we’re mother and daughter, and our relationship can’t be cut. But you know me best. My patience is limited. I won’t hold it against you for those previous gambling agreements and asset transfers. But after this, I’ve also said that if you go crazy again, as your guardian, my only right is to take out your medical records and send you to a mental hospital for treatment, right?”

“You also said that you are my…” Meng Jiang lowered her voice and smiled charmingly. “Mom.”

This “mom” made Chen Ting’s hair stand on end. With a “thud,” the phone fell from her hand. …

Qi Sijia didn’t make a sound from beginning to end until Meng Jiang put away the phone.

The car was stuffy. Meng Jiang opened the window. A slender arm rested on the window sill. She didn’t look at Qi Sijia, her eyes fixed on the receding street scene.

Suddenly, a bottle of water with the cap twisted off was handed in front of her. Meng Jiang was stunned for a moment, took it in her hand, and took a sip.

She turned her head back and saw Qi Sijia’s calm face. She sighed helplessly and asked, “Doesn’t Teacher Qi want to ask something?”

“If you want to say it, I’ll listen. If you don’t, there’s nothing to ask. Chen Ting doesn’t want to be your mom anymore, and Wei Yunfang wants to be a good mom. You heard the phone call last time. She accepts another daughter. But if you want another dad, it might be a little difficult. Of course, those are not important.”

Qi Sijia frankly met Meng Jiang’s gaze. Her glass-like eyes were filled with a smile as she said faintly, “You have me from now on.”

This answer reminded Meng Jiang of that time when she was the top-floor owner. After she had sent Chen Ting away with a sharp tongue, she had turned back to find Qi Sijia eavesdropping.

At that time, they were wearing masks. Qi Sijia’s expression was also as calm as today. Meng Jiang had asked her, “How much did you hear?”

Qi Sijia had asked back, “Is it a good thing for me to know more?”

Meng Jiang had said, “No.”

“Then do you want me to narrate the disgusting things that person just said?”

Meng Jiang had said, “No.”

“Then there’s nothing. I didn’t hear anything.”

Meng Jiang’s way of dealing with Chen Ting, Qi Sijia had always accepted it well.

It was as if those rebellious, unfilial, and ruthless actions meant nothing in Qi Sijia’s eyes.

The wind blowing on her face was a little warm. Meng Jiang took her arm from the window, leaned back on the backrest, and with a raised corner of her lips, she stared at Qi Sijia’s side profile for a long time.

Qi Sijia sighed. “If you really want to say it, then say it. I’m listening. After you say it, don’t think about it.”

For some reason, her attitude made Meng Jiang feel that she was coaxing her.

The smile on her lips deepened. Meng Jiang tilted her head, and without caring that Qi Sijia was driving, she pecked her on the side of her face.

She sat back in the passenger seat. Before Qi Sijia’s gaze came over, she took the initiative to say, “I didn’t say that. Chen Ting will really come and cause trouble for you.”

Qi Sijia nodded. The wind blew Meng Jiang’s hair into a demonic dance. She unobtrusively opened the window a little wider. “I know.”

“Actually, I’m good at all those tricks in the circle. Many things are dirtier than you’ve seen. Those are things that are ingrained in my bones. Regarding Chen Ting’s accusations, being unfilial, ruthless, I admit, I do have that side, but it’s not like that with everyone.”

Qi Sijia said, “I saw it five years ago.”

After getting Qi Sijia’s words, Meng Jiang’s gloom was swept away, and her eyes were filled with a flamboyant smile. She was the kind of person who naturally had confidence in her eyes. She didn’t say much about Chen Ting, but for the rest of the way, she chatted with Qi Sijia about her career.

Leaving aside her actress status, her current capital accumulation was enough to challenge the Meng family head-on, so old Mrs. Meng couldn’t do anything about her.

Chen Ting, even more so. All she could do was open and close her mouth and say, “I’m your mom.” But with the status of a mom, Chen Ting did not have the appearance of a mom. The fact that Meng Jiang did not touch her was already the greatest mercy of her life.

“Many people say I’m flamboyant. Actually, I am flamboyant. It’s important to be clear-headed. I have enough capital there, so I’m not afraid that I won’t be able to clean up the mess after being flamboyant.”

“But the other descendants of the Meng family don’t, because they didn’t understand the situation from the beginning. The convenience brought by the surname Meng is just the vast network and status in Beicheng. If you want to have your own power, that’s not enough. You need to have the ability to digest those powers and use them for yourself. After all, while the Meng family brings glory and status, it also means breaking your own bones and connecting with the family, and you can’t even have your own marriage. So after I was tricked by Chen Ting five years ago, I learned how to grasp wealth and status myself.”

Meng Jiang looked up and stared at Qi Sijia’s hand, wanting to hold it. But now Qi Sijia was driving. She sighed with regret and placed her hand on Qi Sijia’s leg, tracing it.

This action was too flirty. Qi Sijia looked down and glanced at her, her gaze a little deep.

She said with a half-smile, “Don’t affect my driving. You’re so proactive all the time. It makes me feel like I didn’t make you call me ‘sister’ enough these past few nights.”

She was driving, yet Qi Sijia was talking so frankly. It was impossible to answer. It was too flirty. Meng Jiang withdrew her hand with an ambiguous meaning, not feeling embarrassed at all.

She took Qi Sijia’s driver’s license from the car pocket, opened it, and looked at it casually.

In fact, she had intended to say a few more words on this topic. First, she praised Qi Sijia’s ID photo.

Then, not so beautifully, she continued the previous topic, brought it back, and poked at Qi Sijia’s heart. “Actually, five years ago, when I was tricked by Chen Ting and had to break up, it’s impossible for that to happen again. I’ve dealt with my family and the obstacles I’ll encounter in the future, all aspects of it, before I came to find you. No one or anything, no accident, will make me withdraw from our marriage.”

Qi Sijia sat there, her eyes slightly sideways, looking at Meng Jiang’s eyes. Meng Jiang was also looking at her. Her fingers were on the driver’s license. Meng Jiang suddenly separated one hand and scratched the back of Qi Sijia’s hand.

Qi Sijia narrowed her eyes, stopped the car steadily at an intersection in front of the zebra crossing. The traffic light was only ten seconds. She directly pulled the handbrake, leaned over the gear shift, and put her arm under Meng Jiang’s waist, holding her.

In the next lane, two cars were parked side by side. The red light passed, and the horns behind them honked.

Qi Sijia took the driver’s license from Meng Jiang’s hand with one hand, blocked Meng Jiang’s side face that was by the window, narrowed her eyes, and lowered her head to kiss her.

Outside the car was a sea of traffic and people. Looking up, the red and green lights were intertwined. In a flash, she got up.

This kiss only lasted for a few seconds, not long. But at this time, the daylight was just right, and the years ahead were long.


After sending Meng Jiang off, Qi Jun came to New York once.

He and Zheng Huanxiu came together. The latter was to get Zheng Xin, who was in the detention center, out, while Qi Jun’s purpose was very simple, to properly take Qi Sijia back for education.

They came at an inopportune time. Qi Sijia was in a meeting.

The two of them were arranged to wait in the reception room, and the black assistant served them tea.

After drinking a cup of tea to the bottom and refilling it three times, this reception room was almost full of industry investors, both domestic and foreign.

Many of them Qi Jun could only see in international magazines.

In comparison, the jewelry on Zheng Huanxiu’s neck seemed shabby.

After a brief shock, Qi Jun went up to greet the boss of Silver Bear Pictures, whom he had just gotten in touch with not long ago.

“President Qi, long time no see.”

“Hahahaha, to meet here, my fate with President Wang is not shallow. Do you have time for lunch at noon?”

“No, no, I have something important to do today. We can get together when I go back to the country.”

Qi Jun casually asked, “Are you looking for Right for something?”

“No, I’m looking for Jia. It’s not easy to get her out for a meal.”

Qi Jun and Zheng Huanxiu exchanged a glance and didn’t say anything for a moment.

President Wang said again, “Actually, it’s not a coincidence that we met here today. Old friend, you should know that I’ve been waiting here for five consecutive days. See those well-dressed foreigners on the sofa on the right? They’ve been waiting longer than me.”

The boss of Silver Bear Pictures raised his hand and pointed, glanced at Zheng Huanxiu next to Qi Jun, and said, “Are you and your wife also here to visit Jia?”

I don’t know what he was thinking, but he slapped his forehead and said with a sudden realization, “You’re something else. Why didn’t I think of that? Women and women have more to talk about together. I should have brought my wife over. Maybe I could have gotten an appointment with Teacher Jia to sit down and talk.”

Neither of them had expected to encounter such a scene.

Qi Jun was stunned, and the embarrassment in Zheng Huanxiu’s eyes was about to overflow.

Before she came, she only knew that Qi Sijia had another identity as a famous screenwriter that she had hidden from her family. But she didn’t understand what Jia’s status in the industry meant. Qi Jun had even thought that with his position as a father and the huge family property of the Qi family, he could take Qi Sijia back and teach her well.

But in the time he had been sitting in the reception room and waiting, from the mouths of the successful people around him, Qi Jun found that from beginning to end, he had not understood Qi Sijia very well.

About two hours later, Qi Sijia finally came out of the conference room.

Qi Jun was the first to be called to Qi Sijia’s office by the black assistant. As the two of them walked to the office, Zheng Huanxiu was stopped.

The black assistant said in a business-like tone, “Please stay here. Teacher Qi is only seeing Mr. Qi.”

Zheng Huanxiu had been married to Qi Jun for five years and had only met Qi Sijia once. Qi Sijia hadn’t even shown her face all these years, so there was no question of offending her. The only place she had offended her was the matter of the Zheng family demolishing the development zone ahead of schedule.

She still wanted to ask Qi Sijia to use her connections to get her daughter out of the detention center. She stood at the door humbly and didn’t forget to remind Qi Jun to talk to Qi Sijia properly.


I’m the Moonlight White That the Former Movie Queen Secretly Loved

I’m the Moonlight White That the Former Movie Queen Secretly Loved

我是前任影后暗恋的白月光
Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese

1. Qi SiJia was dumped again.

Her ex-girlfriend's reason for breaking up was suspicion that Qi SiJia was a straight woman pretending to be a lesbian, because after a month of dating, she wouldn't even hold hands.

"Either you're asexual or you're not attracted to women," her ex-girlfriend cried dramatically over the phone.

Qi SiJia spread out her well-maintained fingers, held them up to the lamp, then turned and threw away the hand mask from her drawer.

2. To relieve psychological pressure and find a new girlfriend, Qi SiJia took a cleaning job in a high-end residential complex, killing two birds with one stone to get some exercise.

However, on her first day, she was met with a barrage of complaints from the rich female owner of the penthouse.

Facing the owner's endless picky demands, Qi SiJia, with her social anxiety and inability to communicate, silently and diligently decided to finish the month and then resign.

Until one day, she took off her rubber gloves to check her phone, and the beautiful woman from the penthouse, masked and faceless, stared intently at her hand.

Qi SiJia: Hmm.

Hmm?

3. Ji Liu, a well-known author on a certain Yuri reading website, had not updated for a month, giving the reason: "Dumped for the Nth time, depression."

Readers: Used to it.

The only one not used to it was Ji Liu's most loyal reader, the top-ranked "Rich Flower": "Is the author still savable?"

Readers: Don't worry, she's savable. She'll be back to updating as soon as she finds a "girlfriend."

Rich Flower frantically spammed the author: "@Author: How much longer will I have to wait?"

Author replied: "Soon."

Rich Flower: ...

Did she find one?

Qi SiJia: "Yes, there's a beautiful older sister with a mask and very pretty eyes. She keeps calling me over to her house and staring at my hand. Does she like me?"

Rich Flower replied without thinking, pessimistically: "She might just think your hands are dirty."

4. Movie Queen Meng Jiang had a secret: Ji Liu was her only publicly acknowledged first love, "Miss Q."

She hated the other person dating and halting updates.

Until one day, Meng Jiang stood at her doorstep, simultaneously advising Ji Liu to focus on her career and forgo dating, and personally supervising the cleaning auntie.

The cleaner had her head bowed, completely wrapped up.

A gas mask covered her face, not revealing any features. But then she suddenly took off her rubber gloves, revealing a pair of 12-centimeter long hands, slender and pale, with clearly defined knuckles, lightly tapping her phone screen.

Meng Jiang's brow suddenly furrowed. She stared at those hands, lost in thought for a long time, then with difficulty, shifted her gaze.

Turning to her phone.

She replied to the author: "My hand slipped earlier, I misspoke. She likes you. Go for it boldly."

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