Ji Wei quickly got up from Mo Qian as soon as she saw Xia Duoduo.
She glanced behind Xia Duoduo, "Where’s Xiao Zhen? Didn’t he come with you?"
"He just called and said there’s traffic on the road. He’ll be here in a few minutes."
Xia Duoduo answered casually while sizing up Mo Qian from head to toe, her eyes gleaming brightly.
The number one young master of Rongcheng truly lives up to his reputation. That face, that physique—he’s practically the epitome of male perfection!
"Mo Qian, this is my best friend, Xia Duoduo." Ji Wei introduced.
"Hello," Mo Qian responded politely.
Xia Duoduo nodded eagerly, her gaze still glued to Mo Qian.
Although Xiao Zhen was number one in her heart, encountering a rare gem like Mo Qian was absolutely worth an extra glance!
Suddenly, Mo Qian’s phone rang.
"Excuse me, I need to take this call."
He smiled and stepped away a few paces to answer the phone.
"Weiwei, spill the truth—how far have things gone between you and your Gu Qianqian?" Xia Duoduo asked while tugging Ji Wei toward the terrace.
"What are you talking about?" Ji Wei feigned ignorance.
"You were literally sitting on Gu Qianqian’s lap just a moment ago. Don’t tell me nothing’s happened between you two."
Xia Duoduo grabbed Ji Wei’s arm mischievously, "Don’t be shy. Come on, tell me."
"You’re overthinking it."
Ji Wei’s face flushed a bit awkwardly.
"You’ve kissed and hugged but haven’t taken it to the next level? That’s just not logical!" Xia Duoduo looked bewildered, then leaned in closer to interrogate her further, "Come on, spill it. Hurry and tell me everything."
The two of you are already that close, and yet you’re claiming nothing’s happened? Who would believe that!
"Duoduo, I swear I’m not lying to you." Ji Wei said helplessly, throwing her hands up.
Although she had shared the bed with Mo Qian a few times, it really was completely innocent—they had just slept, nothing more.
Suddenly, Xia Duoduo noticed something and started waving her arms, shouting, "Weiwei, it’s Xiao Zhen! He’s here! Quick, hide!"
Following Duoduo’s gaze, Ji Wei looked over and saw a tall figure in casual attire appear at the staircase.
The man was wearing a black baseball cap and a matching face mask, covering his entire face except for his eyes.
If Xia Duoduo hadn’t explicitly said it was Xiao Zhen, Ji Wei wouldn’t have recognized him at all.
It’s seriously impressive how far celebrities go to avoid paparazzi.
"Hide, Weiwei, hurry!" Xia Duoduo urged again.
Ji Wei blinked in confusion, "Why should I hide?"
"Ugh, I didn’t tell Xiao Zhen you’d be here... Just hide for now, okay?"
"There’s nowhere to hide here!" Ji Wei looked helplessly around the room.
Xia Duoduo moved quickly, pushing her underneath the table, "Hide under the table, now!"
Before Ji Wei could protest, Duoduo had already shoved her into the cramped space.
Next thing she knew, Duoduo’s voice suddenly became sickeningly sweet, completely different from her usual loud tone, "Brother Zhen, you’re here! Come on, have a seat."
Xiao Zhen scanned the area, making sure there were no paparazzi hiding nearby, and then sat down opposite Duoduo.
"Were you waiting long?"
"Oh no, not at all. I just got here too." Duoduo replied bashfully, flashing a shy smile.
The café table had a red-and-white checkered tablecloth with a long drop, so Xiao Zhen didn’t notice Ji Wei hiding underneath.
In front of Xiao Zhen, Xia Duoduo was like a completely different person—her voice was soft and delicate, so much so that Ji Wei, crouched silently under the table, couldn’t help but cringe.
Sitting awkwardly under the table hugging her knees, Ji Wei listened to the conversation above grow increasingly lively. Realizing it wasn’t ending anytime soon, she felt a wave of despair.
If she stayed curled up , her legs were definitely going to go numb.
"Duoduo, do you know where Ji Wei went?"
Suddenly, Mo Qian’s deep, magnetic voice sounded from overhead.