"Let me think..." Ji Wei indeed started to seriously ponder.
After a while, she really came up with something.
"For instance, I like little animals like cats and dogs, but you won’t even let Milk into the bedroom to snuggle with me. Second Young Master Xi is planning to give Miss Qin a big German shepherd. Dad, you tell me, you won’t even allow such small things, yet you claim to spoil me!"
The woman pouted, her expression serious as she tallied up his one and only "offense."
Gu Moqian’s mind conjured an image of Xi Nanfeng’s massive, jet-black wolfhound that stood nearly half a person tall. Giving such a dog to the Qin Family’s top socialite—wasn’t that more likely to scare someone?
His lips twitched ever so slightly in response. "I’m not particularly fond of raising animals at home."
"But I like them!" Ji Wei blinked as she spoke. Right then, Milk was circling her feet and meowing persistently, so she picked Milk up and held him in front of her. "See how cute Milk is? How lovable!"
"It’s a tomcat." Someone blurted out expressionlessly.
Ji Wei was almost choked with indignation—since when did raising cats require noting their gender?
Ji Yunli observed the scene and chimed in, "It’s normal for men not to care for cats or dogs. I don’t like them either. When you were a little girl, you loved keeping pythons—have your tastes changed now?"
Ji Wei secretly rolled her eyes at Ji Yunli.
Is this really her biological father? Forever tearing her down!
At that moment, Gu Moqian finally relented: "I’ll get you a dog tomorrow."
"I want a toy poodle," Ji Wei added.
Now the household would have both a cat and a dog—it would be lively and harmonious.
"Alright." Gu Moqian agreed without hesitation.
With the pet conversation ended, Ji Wei resumed her hearty appetite. However, midway through her meal, a servant came to inform her that a guest had arrived.
Who would come this late?
"I’ll go check." Ji Wei set down her chopsticks and rose to head outside the dining room.
Standing in the living room was a woman dressed in professional attire, sporting a sharp haircut and meticulously applied makeup, holding a document folder in her hand.
She looked around and, upon seeing Ji Wei, smiled faintly and said, "Little Wei, long time no see. Your father is here, right? There’s something urgent at the company that requires his attention, so I came to find him."
Upon seeing her, Ji Wei’s face immediately darkened.
This woman was Ji Yunli’s secretary, Tang Yi.
Tang Yi had been working for Ji Yunli for several years, always angling to cozy up to him and become the mistress of the Ji Family. But Ji Wei had consistently kept her in check. Official source is NoveI~Fire.net
Back then, Ji Wei was arrogant and domineering, the apple of Ji Yunli’s eye. Since she didn’t approve of Tang Yi entering their home, Ji Yunli never dared to marry her.
Besides, Ji Yunli’s heart still belonged to Wanfei, and the only reason he ever considered marrying anyone was to better care for his daughter.
With Ji Wei firmly opposed, Ji Yunli never brought up marriage again. As a result, Tang Yi rarely visited the Ji Family after that—if not for tonight’s appearance, Ji Wei might’ve assumed she’d resigned.
"Wait here, I’ll go call my dad."
Ji Wei coldly remarked and then turned to walk back into the dining room.
Ji Yunli, upon hearing that Tang Yi had come to discuss company matters, set down his bowl and chopsticks and went out.
Staring at the bubbling and aromatic hotpot, Ji Wei suddenly lost her appetite.
Seeing her mood sour, Gu Moqian walked over, sat beside her, took her small hand into his own, and began adding ingredients to the hotpot.
Once everything had been cooked, he filled her bowl, bit by bit.
Before long, her bowl had piled up into a miniature mountain. Ji Wei finally reacted and turned her head to look at him. "This much—I can’t eat it all!"
"Eat what you can." The man’s face was warm and indulgent.
The bowl was filled with her favorite foods. After eating for a while, Ji Yunli called to inform them that he wouldn’t be returning, as he had urgent work issues to handle, and told them to finish the meal themselves.