"Then please explain clearly, how did Jin Xuan’er know about the video?" Ji Wei’s voice remained indifferent.
"Jin Xuan’er and I are sort of friends. A few days ago, she invited me out for drinks, and I got drunk. Under her probing, I blurted out the incident from back then in a confused state. She also mentioned having a grudge against you, so she probably planned to use the video to play some petty tricks."
Ji Wei still felt somewhat skeptical.
If Jin Xuan’er didn’t actually possess any video, how could she act so confidently just relying on something she heard from Huo Yan?
"Alright, I understand. Sorry for bothering you."
Ji Wei spoke coldly, intending to hang up the phone, but Huo Yan quickly stopped her: "Little Wei, you specifically called me, can’t you talk to me a bit longer?"
"Sorry, my husband doesn’t like me chatting too much with strange men," Ji Wei replied unemotionally.
The word "husband" pierced straight into Huo Yan’s heart.
He took a deep breath to compose his emotions: "You really married Gu Moqian?"
"It’s none of your business."
Huo Yan’s voice sounded deeply wounded: "Little Wei, we were together once. Could you not treat me so coldly?"
Before Huo Yan finished speaking, Ji Wei interrupted him curtly: "Mr. Huo, what we had was never a relationship. You coerced me!"
"But in my heart, you were my girlfriend!"
Huo Yan’s emotions grew agitated, "Little Wei, no matter who you marry, the person I love most will always be you!"
"Love me? Your love is truly twisted and perverse. If I hadn’t caught you spying on me while I was showering, I wouldn’t have known you had such sick tendencies."
As she brought up those old incidents, Ji Wei couldn’t suppress the anger surging in her heart. She closed her eyes briefly, deciding not to entangle herself further with Huo Yan: "I have nothing to say to you. Goodbye."
With that, she frowned and cut the call.
Two days later, Ji Wei left work as usual and walked out of the project site.
At the gate, she saw Mo Qian leaning against the car door.
He wore a clean white shirt on top, paired with sharply cut suit trousers. His suit jacket was casually draped over his elbow, one arm tucked into his trouser pocket, exposing a finely crafted watch on his wrist. His expression held a hint of casual ease and elegance.
Even the simplest gesture from this man could stir her girlish heart.
"Why do you have time to personally pick me up from work today?" Ji Wei paused for a moment before walking over to him, looping her arm around his and tilting her head to look up at him, her smile radiant.
Seeing the woman’s clear eyes fixed on him, Mo Qian curved his lips in a faint smile: "To take you to pick out a gown."
"There’s a business gala in Rongcheng two days from now, and I want to bring you along," Mo Qian said as he opened the car door for her.
Ji Wei froze halfway into the car and turned around in surprise: "The gala wouldn’t happen to be on a cruise ship, would it?"
"Hmm, you’ve heard about it?" Mo Qian asked.
Ji Wei didn’t answer immediately.
She recalled Jin Xuan’er’s words. Turns out, she wasn’t lying.
Mo Qian was indeed attending the gala, which meant the matter regarding the video had to be handled cautiously. She absolutely couldn’t let Jin Xuan’er use it to stir up trouble!
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the doorstep of Rongcheng’s most exclusive luxury gown boutique.
As a super VIP, Mo Qian was immediately escorted by the staff into the VIP reception room.
The staff brought out all of the season’s latest designs, letting them choose at leisure.
Ji Wei had decision anxiety. Facing dozens of gowns, she had no idea where to start, so she handed the choice over to Mo Qian.