Xia Duoduo dragged out the last syllable.
How could she dare say that Ji Wei was hiding under the table? Her eyes darted around as she fumbled for an excuse: "Oh, she said her stomach hurt a bit earlier, so she went to the restroom."
Gu Moqian stared at Xia Duoduo with his deep eyes for a few seconds.
Xia Duoduo pretended to remain calm on the surface, but inside she was a bundle of nerves.
Oh my, being stared at by Gu Moqian , why did she feel so flustered?
Fortunately, Gu Moqian finally spoke: "Alright, I understand."
After saying that, he turned and walked away.
Xia Duoduo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Gu Moqian hadn’t walked a few steps when he suddenly turned back for another glance.
From under the checkered tablecloth, half a shoe was sticking out.
The style of that shoe was exactly the same as what Ji Wei was wearing today.
Gu Moqian’s eyes narrowed slightly, a mischievous smile playing in them.
A waiter approached Xia Duoduo: "Excuse me, two guests, could I trouble you to move to another table? The air conditioner next to you is broken and needs immediate repair. We don’t want it to affect you."
Xia Duoduo was a little surprised.
The AC broke at such a convenient moment?
But thinking that once they left, Ji Wei would be able to come out from under the table, Xia Duoduo immediately nodded: "Sure, no problem."
Xia Duoduo and Xiao Zhen moved to another seat by the window.
Ji Wei didn’t move. She waited there for a bit, and once she confirmed they were truly gone, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She shuffled inch by inch while crouching, preparing to crawl out from under the table.
But just then, a pair of shiny black leather shoes appeared right in front of her.
Immediately after, Ji Wei heard the sound of a chair being pulled, as if someone had just sat down.
Weren’t they going to fix the air conditioner? Why was someone sitting here?
Ji Wei looked puzzled, but she really didn’t want to keep crouching—one of her legs was already numb.
If she was going to be laughed at, so be it. She was going to crawl out anyway!
Determined, Ji Wei ignored everything else and reached up to lift the tablecloth in front of her.
Looking up, she suddenly turned to stone.
Gu Moqian was looking down, watching her with an amused expression, a playful glint in his eyes: "Does it smell nice under there?"
She stared blankly at him, her face full of embarrassment, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
It was truly humiliating.
"Not planning to get up?"
Seeing her still crouched without moving, Gu Moqian quirked a smile and asked softly.
"I’m getting up, right away..."
Ji Wei said, and just as she was trying to crawl out from under the table, she forgot that one of her legs was numb and couldn’t hold steady. As soon as she stood up a bit, she fell right onto Gu Moqian.
She landed directly between Gu Moqian’s legs.
Ji Wei’s petite nose was less than a centimeter away from the slightly bulging area between his legs.
Ji Wei’s face changed drastically with shock, and she immediately tried to get up from him, but her leg was so numb she couldn’t stand, and she fell back into his arms as soon as she tried.
In her panic, her hand instinctively grabbed onto Gu Moqian’s shirt, accidentally pulling open a few buttons.
The man’s alluring chest muscles came into view—muscular and sensual, defined yet partially concealed, extraordinarily enticing.
Ji Wei was so mesmerized, she completely forgot to react.
"So eager to strip my clothes?"
Gu Moqian looked at her face, red as a ripe apple, eyes filled with amusement.
Ji Wei gave a mortified laugh, quickly letting go of his shirt: "Misunderstanding, hehe, misunderstanding..."
But before Ji Wei could recover from her embarrassment, she suddenly felt weightless. When she realized what was happening, she found herself being lifted entirely off the ground by Gu Moqian.
Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his neck, raising her astonished eyes to stare blankly at the man.
Gu Moqian strode forward, carrying her out of the café under everyone’s gazes.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor, somehow, a bunch of journalists had gathered, drawn by the news, each craning their necks to look inside.