"How... how did this end up with you?" Ji Wei’s eyes widened, her speech faltering. She snatched it from his hand, turned her back to him, and hurriedly began to put it on.
The morning sunlight streamed into the room, illuminating her porcelain-like skin on her back. Under the bright light, it appeared even more alluring. Her smooth, rounded shoulders seemed tempting enough to make someone want to lean in and take a bite.
Mo Qian stared in a daze at Ji Wei’s beautiful back.
Perhaps due to her urgency, Ji Wei’s hand fumbled at her back, unable to fasten the clasp properly. She tried several times but kept getting it wrong.
Just as she was inwardly growing irritated, she suddenly felt cool fingertips brushing against her silky skin.
Ji Wei’s movements froze instantly.
Her hand remained at the clasp, but a pair of large hands came up to cover hers, fastening the clasp for her.
"All done," the man’s gentle voice sounded behind her.
Flustered, Ji Wei responded, then grabbed the tight-fitting clothes from the bed and went to put them on. But the man suddenly stopped her: "Are you seriously wearing such tight clothes in broad daylight?"
"This is all I have." Should she go without wearing anything?
"I’ll call Chen Ke to bring over an outfit."
Ji Wei was about to say it wasn’t necessary, but Mo Qian had already picked up his phone and dialed Chen Ke’s number.
While waiting for Chen Ke to arrive, Ji Wei hurriedly pulled the tight-fitting clothes over her chest and stepped off the bed in one swift motion.
Her fair, smooth legs flashed past before quickly disappearing into the bathroom.
Mo Qian couldn’t help the curve that appeared at the corner of his lips.
After her shower, Ji Wei cracked open the bathroom door. Seeing Mo Qian leaning against the headboard alone, she finally felt reassured enough to step out.
Wrapped in a bath towel, her hair was still damp.
Mo Qian gestured toward the sofa. "The clothes have been delivered."
Ji Wei glanced over and sure enough, the clothes were neatly folded on the sofa, some of which belonged to Mo Qian.
"Assistant Chen left?" she asked.
"He’s gone to buy breakfast."
Ji Wei looked at the thermal jug placed nearby and commented with some surprise, "Isn’t there food here already?"
"It’s soup Aunt Zhu made. I was worried it might be too bland for your taste."
Ji Wei turned back and looked at Mo Qian.
The man raised a handsome eyebrow, his clear voice laced with humor: "Feeling touched?"
Breakfast for patients usually needed to be quite bland. Mo Qian must have known she preferred bolder, more flavorful dishes, so he deliberately sent Chen Ke to buy additional food.
Well, she was quite touched.
But to prevent a certain someone from getting too full of himself, she opted not to respond. Just then, Chen Ke returned with breakfast.
Ji Wei walked over, grabbed a steamed bun from the bag, and muttered, "I wonder if it tastes good..."
She took a bite and discovered it was her favorite crab roe filling.
Now she was even more satisfied.
"Mr. Gu specifically asked me to buy steamed buns from Xiang Ji, the old and famous brand. How does Madam find the taste?" Chen Ke asked from the side.
"It’s decent," Ji Wei commented.
Watching the woman finish a bun in just a few bites, Mo Qian chuckled and shook his head. "Don’t rush. Be careful—if you choke, no one’s fighting you for it."
"Mm, it’s just too delicious." Ji Wei replied, cheeks puffed like a chipmunk, her words slightly muffled.
Seeing her happiness, Mo Qian’s good mood showed with a subtle smile.
After breakfast, Mo Qian opened the laptop Chen Ke had delivered and began working.
Knowing he was a man who couldn’t sit still, Ji Wei obediently sat on the sofa nearby and refrained from disturbing him.
Feeling bored, she picked up her phone and mindlessly scrolled through the news.
This morning, there were two hot topics in Rongcheng.
One was about a shooting incident on a cruise ship last night, with the police currently in full pursuit of the culprit.
The other was a scandal involving the mass idol actress Jin Xuan’er and her debauched escapades.