"Did you hear that? It was just a misunderstanding. Jianian had good intentions and only wanted to help. There’s no need to apologize in a situation !"
Nan Huiru spoke domineeringly, then glared at the maid. "What are you standing here for? Did the Gu Family hire you to freeload? Hurry up and leave!"
The maid, intimidated by Nan Huiru, became flustered and lowered her head, preparing to walk away. Unexpectedly, Ji Wei grabbed her hand: "Why are you leaving? Miss Zhu hasn’t apologized to you yet."
Zhu Jianian secretly clenched her fists, seething with hatred toward Ji Wei.
Want her to apologize to a maid? Dream on!
"Aunt Huiru, you see, Ji Wei is obviously targeting me on purpose, using the maid’s accident to humiliate me. I’m just a guest here, but she always aims to make me suffer. It turns out the rumors about her are true—Miss Ji is arrogant, domineering, and just a spoiled rich girl. How could a woman like her ever be worthy of Mo Qian?"
Zhu Jianian’s words struck right at Nan Huiru’s heart.
She couldn’t figure it out either. Ji Wei had no redeeming qualities—what exactly did her son see in this woman?
"She really isn’t worthy of our Mo Qian."
Nan Huiru spoke with venom, grinding her teeth until her jaw clenched, her eyes nearly bulging out. "Jianian, I’ll make her divorce Mo Qian. This marriage didn’t have my approval. She can forget about staying comfortably in the Gu Family!"
Zhu Jianian felt slightly better when she heard Nan Huiru say this.
"Jianian, your clothes have been stained by the wine. Go change them quickly so you don’t become a laughingstock in front of the guests," Nan Huiru suddenly said.
Zhu Jianian looked at her with some surprise. Why was Aunt Huiru no longer planning to demand justice for her?
"Aunt Huiru, she still hasn’t apologized to me..." Zhu Jianian reminded softly.
Nan Huiru shot her a subtle glance.
Zhu Jianian froze momentarily. Then she quickly noticed a tall and imposing figure coming from the main hall—it was Gu Moqian!
In an instant, she understood Nan Huiru’s intentions and forced a few tears from her eyes. She looked at Ji Wei and said in a grievance-filled tone: "Miss Ji, you splashed wine on me earlier and even kicked me to the floor. I can let that go. I won’t demand an apology from you. But I hope Miss Ji doesn’t deliberately target me anymore in the future. There’s nothing wrong with me liking Mo Qian. Even if Miss Ji despises me and bullies me, I will never change my feelings. I will always, always like him!"
Ji Wei raised her brows, the cold curve of her lips deepening.
After just a few days, Zhu Jianian’s acting skills had improved dramatically. How pitiful yet lovely she seemed.
Unfortunately, these tricks only worked on fools.
Zhu Jianian’s melodramatic speech was overflowing with passion, her love for Gu Moqian deep and unwavering. Nan Huiru couldn’t help but feel sour in her heart.
Such a wonderful girl like Jianian—how could she lose to Ji Wei?
Mo Qian must be blind!
Seeing Nan Huiru pulling Zhu Jianian away, Ji Wei quickly stepped forward to block their path.
"Miss Zhu, you can leave only after apologizing to the maid," Ji Wei said coldly.
Zhu Jianian’s shoulders trembled with anger. She barely managed to suppress her inner fury. "Miss Ji, you’re relentless, aren’t you? Look at the state you’ve left me in, so humiliated—and you still won’t let me off?"
"Apologize," Ji Wei repeated in a frosty tone.
The maid standing to the side understood that Ji Wei wanted to get justice for her. But provoking Mrs. Nan and Miss Zhu over this seemed far too risky.
The maid, anxious and unsure of what to do, suddenly lifted her head to see that tall figure already nearing. She quickly lowered her head and greeted him respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Gu!"