Ji Wei didn’t really want her mood to be affected by Zhu Jianian’s appearance.
Today was supposed to be her and Gu Moqian’s wedding day. By all rights, the two of them should be blissfully happy.
Yet, they had barely stepped out of the civil affairs bureau before they started bickering.
Ji Wei tried her best to appear calm and composed, and she began, "Other women are eyeing you like tigers stalking their prey. If I said I didn’t mind, I’d be lying."
Gu Moqian listened quietly, not interrupting her.
"What’s more, she mentioned working at the Gu Family company. You two see each other at work, and you’ve known each other since you were kids. If anything were to happen..."
Her words were suddenly cut off by Gu Moqian’s unexpected kiss.
She raised her hands, attempting to push him away, but his kiss was fierce, completely taking over her lips and tongue.
Soon, Ji Wei’s resisting hands drooped weakly, and she gasped softly, leaning into his chest, her cheeks flushed a bright crimson.
Only when Gu Moqian lightly nibbled on her flushed lips did he finally let her go.
Ji Wei had been filled with grievances moments ago, but after being kissed so passionately, her mind was momentarily blank.
"There is absolutely no possibility between her and me. Trust your husband, alright?"
Gu Moqian spoke softly, tightening his arm around her.
"But... she has so much history with you. I can’t help but care," Ji Wei replied.
"What do you want me to do? Just tell me."
He tilted up the chin of the woman in his arms, his ink-black eyes fixed on her intently.
"You can’t magically make her disappear, can you?" Ji Wei muttered under her breath.
Gu Moqian raised his brows and replied seriously, "That is exactly my intention."
He had originally only given Zhu Jianian the position of project manager to keep her temporarily at the Gu Family company.
Now, seeing Ji Wei’s jealous demeanor, he didn’t mind speeding up Zhu Jianian’s departure.
Ji Wei stared blankly at the man’s strikingly handsome features. The look in his eyes didn’t seem like he was joking.
After a pause, she tugged at the corners of her lips and said, "I was just saying something offhandedly. Besides, since she’s my rival, I should personally go into battle myself. It would feel much more satisfying that way. Tell me, what position does Zhu Jianian hold at the Gu Family company?"
Ji Wei straightened up from his arms, sat upright, and looked at him as she spoke seriously, "I’d like you to lend me the position of project director for the time being."
The project director position, as it happened, was directly above the project manager.
A higher rank could crush someone utterly. If Zhu Jianian learned her immediate superior was Ji Wei, how would she react?
Gu Moqian’s eyes briefly flashed with surprise but then he nodded and agreed, "Alright, as you wish."
Whatever she wanted to do, he would support it unconditionally.
Ji Wei’s eyes sparkled brightly at his assent, and she smiled, calling out affectionately in a coquettish tone.
"I was never mad in the first place," Ji Wei said, then suddenly stretched out her hand, mimicking Gu Moqian’s posture as she lifted his clean-cut, mature jaw, and declared earnestly, "You belong to me alone. No other woman can dream of coveting your beauty."
Gu Moqian was amused by her seriousness and couldn’t help but laugh aloud. "Alright."
His heart softened as he pulled her tightly into his embrace. "Don’t worry—my heart is yours, and no one can steal it."
Ji Wei leaned quietly into Gu Moqian’s chest for a moment before suddenly lifting her head, thinking of something. "Mo Qian, who arranged for Zhu Jianian to work at the Gu Family company?"
It was clearly not Gu Moqian. Then... who could it have been?
Still deep in thought, she heard Gu Moqian speak calmly and evenly, "My mother."
At the mention of Gu Moqian’s mother, Ji Wei’s heart became inexplicably mixed with emotions.
She hadn’t even seen his mother in person.
Logically speaking, given how smoothly things were progressing between them, Gu Moqian should have introduced her to his mother at the earliest opportunity.
"Does your mother... not like me very much?"
Ji Wei asked softly, her tone tinged with melancholy.