Such a look made Ji Wei furrow her brow. Zhu Jianian brought this upon herself, and now she wanted to blame her?
"Mo Qian, I’d like to talk to her alone, is that okay?" Ji Wei suddenly said.
Gu Moqian glanced at her briefly, then nodded lightly, "Alright."
He understood that some matters needed to be resolved between women.
After Gu Moqian left, Ji Wei, holding a flashlight, approached Zhu Jianian, crouched down, and abruptly reached out to pull the towel from Zhu Jianian’s mouth.
Finally free, Zhu Jianian gasped heavily for fresh air. Her face, from the previous fall, was scraped and bleeding slightly.
Ignoring her pain, she struggled to prop herself up on her elbows, her hateful gaze fixed firmly on Ji Wei.
"Why are you here?" Zhu Jianian said through trembling clenched teeth, her voice sharp with venom.
"Disappointed to see me, aren’t you?" Ji Wei sneered coldly. "Using such shameful tactics to seduce Gu Moqian—don’t you have any sense of decency? You’re supposed to be well-educated; I expected more from you, Miss Zhu. Turns out I overestimated you."
"What I do is none of your business," Zhu Jianian retorted, her eyes still brimming with hatred.
"You’re right, I wouldn’t waste my breath on your self-destructive antics. But let me tell you one thing, Miss Zhu: a woman who doesn’t respect herself will never earn the love of a man."
"Do you think I want to be ? If it weren’t for Mo Qian’s indifference toward me, and my father’s impatience, would I have ever resorted to such despicable methods—methods I loathe even myself for?"
Zhu Jianian suddenly clutched her chest, roaring, her eyes red, tears threatening to spill.
Tonight’s events, no doubt pushed along by Zhu Ming’an, were still not entirely forced upon Zhu Jianian. If she had resisted to the end, her family wouldn’t have truly coerced her.
Deep down, Zhu Jianian carried a shred of hope—using these means to win the favor of the man she longed for day and night...
"At this point, what’s the use of saying any of this? If Miss Zhu still clings to even a sliver of shame or dignity, stay quietly in the bathroom until dawn. Say nothing, do nothing."
Zhu Jianian was educated and the Zhu family’s heiress. Ji Wei believed there was still pride within her. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have spent years chasing Gu Moqian without resorting to cheap tricks.
Ji Wei finished speaking and stopped looking at the woman behind her, striding toward the bathroom door.
"Ji Wei, you’re just a spoiled rich girl. What makes you worthy of him? What gives you the right?" Zhu Jianian screamed, tears rolling down her face.
Her voice was cut off by the door as Ji Wei shut her out.
When Ji Wei emerged, Gu Moqian, who had been leaning against the door, straightened and walked toward her, taking her hand.
"Go rest on the sofa for a bit; there’s still five or six hours until dawn," Gu Moqian said.
As the two headed toward the sofa, footsteps suddenly echoed outside the bedroom door.
Gu Moqian immediately gestured for Ji Wei to be silent. He silently moved toward the door, placing his ear against it.
The voices outside were hushed but still faintly audible.
"Sir, are you sure you want to take a look? What if we disturb Miss Zhu..."
"Tonight’s events are far too strange—the surveillance cameras aren’t even working. I’m uneasy, and I must check!" Zhu Ming’an’s decisive voice came through clearly.
Then the sound of keys colliding with metal rang through.
Gu Moqian’s brow furrowed sharply.
Zhu Ming’an was coming in!
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