Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Jiang Cong was snoring away on the bed, and very upset when he was woken up.
He opened his eyes, and immediately stood up at full attention when he saw Li Shaoling.
“Boss…”
“Go home.” Li Shaoling’s voice was a little hoarse in exhaustion.
Jiang Cong hesitated for a moment. “Boss… about my bonus this month…?”
“Doubled.”
“Alright! Boss, Missus, I’m off!” Jiang Cong was in high spirits.
Ji Weixi’s face darkened. “Who’s that Missus you speak off? Don’t simply give others names!”
“What?” Li Shaoling calmly retorted. “Who is the missus here if you’re not? Him?”
Ji Weixi was very tempted to say yes right then!
However, she did not have the strength to bicker with him after running around for hours. She threw herself on the bed, her eyelids unbearably heavy.
Murkily, she could feel Li Shaoling lying down behind her, his scorching chest snuggling up to hers and his hands wrapping around his waist most intimately.
How nasty. He was no different from glue.
‘Whatever. Hug away, sleep is the most important.’
***
News on the net had always cooled as quickly as they became trending.
Moreover, Ji Weixi had always been discreet an a complete normie in the netizens’ perspective. Soon, other headlines washed things away and was completely forgotten.
Meanwhile, Mo Nanfeng had not contacted Ji Weixi for three whole days.
Could he really have been killed?
That was when Tian Miaomiao ran to Ji Weixi, panting, “Scumbag Mo is looking for you!”
Ji Weixi’s eyes sparkled right then. “Where?”
“The reception room.”
Ji Weixi was very happy that her fountain of joy has returned.
Inside the reception room, Mo Nanfeng was wearing the same suit he wore when they met three days ago, although it was now a little wrinkled and faded.
He was waiting anxiously as he sat on the sofa and rubbing his hands continuously.
When Ji Weixi entered, he quickly stood up and smiled. “You’re finally here, Weixi.”
She went straight for the opposite seat, putting her right foot over her left. “Sit.”
“Um, okay…” Mo Nanfeng quickly sat at her command.
“Did you ask for me to pay the deposit?”
Mo Nanfeng’s eyes tightened. He started to rub his hands over his knees before saying, “Weixi… actually, I…”
Over the last three days, Mo Nanfeng had been running around, asking friends to lend him some money.
However, most were pretending to be away from home, whereas those who answered his calls claimed that they had no money.
Mo Nanfeng cursed in rage then. Before Mo Group went bankrupt, those so-called friends had always been sticking at his sides, calling him ‘Bro Mo’ every single day.
But now that he had fallen to hard times, all of them were avoiding him like the plague.
He finally understood then that friendships made in times of wealth were never reliable.
He had been at once surprised and delighted when he saw the news that Li Shaoling was calling off his engagement with Ji Jianing over Ji Weixi.
He was her childhood friend after all, and he knew that she was naïve and kind.
However, he didn’t expect to run into her when he was being chased.
His plan had been to approach her, get on her good side and eventually develop a strong connection so that she would talk to Li Shaoling, and revive Mo Group.
Now, he realized that she wasn’t so easily fooled.
“Actually… I don’t care much about the succession ceremony or the suit…” Mo Nanfeng smiled drily, trying to muster himself so that he looked like the young master of the Mo family once again. “Weixi, I… I had come to apologize formally.”
With that, he stood up and bowed at her…