Ji Wei looked at Gu Moqian without speaking.
Is it really impossible to intervene?
Xia Duoduo was already deeply entangled in it. How could she, as her best friend, stand by and do nothing?
"Not agreeing?" Gu Moqian suddenly tightened his grip on her hand.
"I know you’re worried, but Duoduo is my best friend. If she needs my help, I would still..." Seeing the darkening in Gu Moqian’s eyes, Ji Wei swallowed the rest of her words.
"In the end, you’re still going to help."
The man’s face was cold and stern, an imposing air filling his gaze. He let out a faint scoff before abruptly releasing her hand.
The warmth on her hand was suddenly taken away, leaving Ji Wei with a sense of emptiness. Her slender fingers twitched slightly. When she raised her eyes again, she saw the man’s tense face turned toward the car window, his lips pressed into a rigid, cold line. She suddenly lost the courage to reach for his hand again.
Ji Wei lowered her head and sat there, biting her lip in silence.
The car interior plunged into an unusual silence. Even Old Xu in the front seat noticed something was off, sneaking glances through the rearview mirror.
After arriving at the project site, Ji Wei got out of the car.
At the moment the car door closed, Gu Moqian cast her a glance but still didn’t say anything.
Ji Wei wanted to speak up but heard Gu Moqian say heavily, "Old Xu, drive."
Her words got stuck in her throat, unable to come out. Watching the Maybach slowly drive away, her expression was a mix of grievance and stubbornness.
Ji Wei felt she hadn’t done anything wrong. Why did she have to endure Gu Moqian’s coldness?
She sniffled, suppressed the sourness welling in her heart, and turned to walk into the project site.
She immersed herself in work the entire morning. With a busy schedule, there was no time to dwell on the unpleasantness with Gu Moqian.
But during lunch in the cafeteria, noticing there were no crabs—the dish she loved—and the meal was reduced to just four dishes and soup, a pang of sadness unexpectedly hit her heart.
Even the cafeteria chef seemed to be working against her.
After lunch, Ji Wei was planning to head back to her office, only to receive a call from Ji Yunli, asking her to return to the Ji Family house immediately.
"Little Wei, tell me honestly, is there a problem in your marriage with Mr. Gu?"
Ji Wei quickly shook her head. "No, Dad, where did you hear that from?"
"It’s in the newspaper! They reported that you came out of some agent’s apartment late at night, even flirting with the person. The evidence seemed pretty convincing."
"Dad, Mr. Ye is Moqian’s friend. I went there for something urgent, but who could’ve guessed the shameless paparazzi would catch it on camera."
"That’s all?" Ji Yunli still had doubts.
Ji Wei tugged on his arm. "Dad, you’re really overthinking. We’re doing fine."
"Alright then." Ji Yunli pulled out his phone. "Call Mr. Gu and put it on speaker!"
He usually busied himself with managing the family’s businesses and rarely interfered with his daughter’s marriage. However, with such reports in the paper, even if it was fabricated, he wanted to confirm personally.
After all, she was his only daughter, and her happiness was of utmost importance!
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She had just had a spat with Gu Moqian. Would he even answer her call?
"No matter how busy he is, surely he has a minute?" Ji Yunli wasn’t letting it go. He shoved the phone into Ji Wei’s hands. "Call him."
Ji Wei forced a strained smile and nervously dialed the number.
Beep... beep... beep...
The phone rang a few times without anyone picking up, making Ji Wei grow increasingly anxious.