Xi Nanfeng casually continued to put on his bathrobe, not turning around until he had tied the belt securely. A roguish smile hung on his handsome face: "Ji Xiaowei, surprised to see me? Unexpected, huh?"
"Wh... Why is it you?" Ji Wei was stunned for a moment before squeezing out a few words.
"Old Mo asked me to come."
Xi Nanfeng said as he grabbed a towel from the rack nearby to dry his hair: "Let me tell you, I barely got myself to this cruise party. Haven’t even had a sip of champagne or flirted with a single chick, and then your Old Mo sends me here—for a shower, of all things! I literally just showered before heading out, and now I’m taking another one. Look at this cramped little space. Even a shower feels suffocating!"
Ji Wei listened to Xi Nanfeng’s complaints in a daze, starting to piece things together.
She hadn’t seen Xi Nanfeng since boarding the cruise and thought he wouldn’t bother showing up tonight. Who would’ve guessed that Gu Moqian had actually arranged for him to be here?
Ji Wei asked with some confusion: "Hasn’t Jin Xuan’er been in this room all along? How did you sneak in without her noticing?"
"I waited until she went downstairs to find you. I was hiding in the room next door the whole time. The second she left, I used a spare key card to open the door."
Xi Nanfeng had already finished drying his hair and was stepping out of the bathroom.
Ji Wei followed him out, still prying as they walked: "And what about Huo Yan? Is he in the room or not?"
"You mean that coward Second Young Master Huo?" Xi Nanfeng motioned toward the bedroom with his chin.
"You put him in the bedroom?" Ji Wei asked in shock, looking toward the bedroom.
The bedroom door was closed, and she had no idea what the situation inside was.
Xi Nanfeng sauntered over to the sofa, plopped himself down, grabbed a bottle of red wine from the side, and poured himself a glass: "Go take a look. He shouldn’t be awake yet. I drugged him; he’ll probably be out cold for a while."
Ji Wei breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
No way—she’d rather not see him at all.
Ji Wei simply walked over and sat down beside Xi Nanfeng, saying earnestly, "Second Young Master, thank you."
Though Gu Moqian might have pulled some strings, Xi Nanfeng had clearly gone out of his way to help, and his cooperation wasn’t guaranteed.
"No need for thanks." Xi Nanfeng raised his glass toward her casually. "Want a drink?"
Ji Wei shook her head: "Go ahead. By the way, aren’t we going out now? The reporters will actually show up soon."
Xi Nanfeng cocked his head toward the door: "They’re already here."
Ji Wei was startled and instinctively peeked toward the door.
Footsteps sounded from outside, as if a crowd of people was gathering nearby.
The gossip-hungry reporters had come swiftly.
Xi Nanfeng finished his glass of red wine, set it down, and stood up.
He walked over to the coat rack and took down his clothes.
Ji Wei’s gaze followed his movements involuntarily: "Did you and Mo Qian plot something together?"
Before coming here, Gu Moqian had only told her that if Jin Xuan’er tried to make things difficult for her, she should leave it to him to handle and not worry about anything.
At the time, Ji Wei hadn’t asked for more details.
Now, with Xi Nanfeng here and Huo Yan drugged unconscious, her suspicions only grew stronger.
"You’ll find out soon enough." Xi Nanfeng responded cryptically with rare mystique, then turned and disappeared back into the bathroom.
As Xi Nanfeng went to change clothes, Ji Wei stood up, tiptoed to the door, and leaned her ear against the door panel.