"Ji Wei, that’s quite a harsh thing to say. Am I not doing this for your own good?" Mo Jing, seeing Ji Wei’s face showing some anger, continued, "I’m just looking out for you, seeing how hard you’ve been working in acting, trying to find you some backing. You think it’s just for me? I invited you out and brought several men for you to choose from."
"I don’t need these men as my backing." Ji Wei waved her hand, looking as if she couldn’t stand it.
These disgusting men, how could they compare to Leng Yan? Appearance, temperament, upbringing, family background?
In her eyes, these men couldn’t even compare to one of Leng Yan’s toes. She only wanted Leng Yan now; the other men couldn’t catch her attention at all.
"Oh~" Mo Jing crossed her arms and glanced at her sideways, "None of them catch your eye? Could it be that what’s in the papers is true, that the Second Young Master of the Leng Family has taken you as a second wife?"
Ji Wei rolled her eyes weakly, "What nonsense!"
"You know best whether I’m speaking nonsense." Mo Jing’s tone softened, nudging her elbow and smiling ambiguously, "What was he doing in the nanny car that day?"
"Anyway, it’s not what you’re thinking." Ji Wei glared at her, fearing she’d ask too much and drag out the matter of suicide. Patting her on the shoulder, "Let’s go, wrap up this dinner meeting. Don’t come looking for me for such things in the future."
If it weren’t for Mo Jing having helped her before, she would have walked away long ago.
"Alright, alright, just this once." Mo Jing pushed her out, a cunning smile flickering across her face. Letting her walk ahead, she stayed behind, "My makeup is smudged, Wei, you go on first, I’ll fix it."
Ji Wei huffed in annoyance, grabbing her bag and walking out.
"Mr. Zhou, I’ve persuaded her, whether it works out is up to you now." Mo Jing watched Ji Wei leave, pulled out her phone, and quickly dialed a number.
"Thank you, second sister-in-law. I said it, didn’t I? Once you’re involved, there’s nothing that can’t be settled. In this matter, you’re way better than the big sister-in-law, haha." came Zhou’s boisterous laughter.
Mo Jing silently cursed him in her heart.
Ever since she got involved with the Xin family, Xin’s rowdy friends all jokingly referred to Xin’s original wife as the big sister-in-law, while she was the veritable second sister-in-law. But truth be told, she despised this title; being legitimized was what she desired most. That’s why she was trying so hard to please Xin and the people around him.
Walking down the corridor, Ji Wei deliberately swept her hair over her face a bit to cover most of her face. As she approached the private room, she hesitated a step.
"Young Master Leng? What a pleasure, and is this beautiful lady the legendary Madam Leng?"
Hearing Zhou Boliang’s voice ring out ahead, her heart skipped a beat, involuntarily turning her head to look.
Sure enough, it was Leng Yan and Wen Nuan. At this moment, Wen Nuan was holding onto Leng Yan’s arm, wearing a black semi-transparent long dress, revealing glimpses of what was hidden underneath, full of allure yet not ostentatious. They seemed to have come for a meal, running into Zhou, who had just emerged from the private room.
"Nuannuan, this is Mr. Zhou."
Leng Yan smiled faintly, giving a simple introduction to Nuannuan without much interest in further conversation, "My wife and I are here for dinner, we’re taking our leave."
"Alright, alright, Young Master Leng, Madam Leng, take care." Mr. Zhou smiled obsequiously, extending an arm in a gesture of invitation, his gaze lingering on Wen Nuan’s gracefully swaying figure, eyes narrowing, nearly drooling.