"Did Yamamoto Yu ever do anything inappropriate to you?"
Gu Moqian suddenly reached out and turned Ji Wei’s body around, his deep eyes fixed on her.
Ji Wei shook her head, "No, he’s been relatively polite to . But his eyes keep wandering toward —probably zoning out and mistaking for his old fla."
"Stay far away from him whenever you et. He’s not as kind as he pretends to be on the surface."
"Mm, I understand." Ji Wei nodded. "Oh, by the way, I saw Ji Chuyang. With a beauty by his side at the pool, he seems to be living quite a carefree life!"
Thinking of Ji Chuyang’s infuriating face, Ji Wei couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger in her heart.
Gu Moqian raised his hand to gently rub the top of her head. "Don’t worry. His good days are coming to an end soon."
Ji Wei naturally leaned against the man’s chest, her hand idly fiddling with the buttons on his shirt. "Moqian, what’s the stake for tonight’s gamble with Yamamoto Yu?"
Gu Moqian’s thin lips pressed together, remaining silent for a few seconds before answering, "The Gu Group."
Ji Wei abruptly lifted her head from his embrace, her beautiful eyes wide open. "Moqian...you’re not joking, are you?"
"I’m not." The man replied, "If the stake isn’t significant enough, Yamamoto Yu wouldn’t agree to it. Last ti, he sent Miyata and his n onto the yacht for a surprise attack; it was all aid at the Gu Family’s assets."
"Yamamoto Yu has trendous manpower and financial resources in Tokyo. He hardly needs the Gu Family. Why, then, is he so obsessed?" Ji Wei was puzzled.
"That’s sothing I find confusing too. There must be an underlying reason we’re unaware of." Gu Moqian mused thoughtfully.
"Do we stand a chance at winning?" A Cheng might know a thing or two about fighting, but compared to a professional boxer, he’d definitely be at a disadvantage. Ji Wei couldn’t help but feel worried.
Gu Moqian didn’t respond.
Continuing this topic would only make the atmosphere heavier, so Ji Wei took his hand and led him into the bathroom. "There’s no dical kit here, but let clean the blood on the back of your hand first."
Ji Wei grabbed a towel, dampened it slightly, and carefully avoided the wound as she wiped away the dried blood from Gu Moqian’s hand.
Gu Moqian lowered his gaze, watching the woman’s focused and ticulous expression. Suddenly, he spoke in a low voice, "I’m so glad you ca."
Ji Wei lifted her head upon hearing this, a trace of playful pride appearing in her brows and eyes. "You understand now, don’t you? From now on, you absolutely cannot abandon . No matter how big the issue is, that’s off-limits!"
Gu Moqian solemnly raised three fingers. "I promise."
"Pinky swear!" Ji Wei held out her pinky toward him.
"Alright." He responded, extending his finger to hook hers, their thumbs pressing together to seal the promise.
"Good, now I can rest assured." Ji Wei nodded with satisfaction.
Suddenly, Gu Moqian leaned closer to her, staring into her dark and bright eyes frad beneath her fluttering lashes.
"What are you...mm..."
The man kissed her soft lips, gentle and cool, with a faintly elegant taste, completely taking Ji Wei’s breath away.
"Now it’s truly sealed. I’ll never go back on my word." As Gu Moqian’s lips brushed against her flushed cheeks, he lingered near her ear, his voice husky as it grazed the edge of her ear.
Ji Wei trembled under his teasing touch.
She thought the man might follow up with a deeper, French kiss, but in the next second, Gu Moqian abruptly let go of her.
What? Already over?
"Not satisfied with the kiss?"
Seeing the woman’s slightly reluctant expression, Gu Moqian suddenly pulled her slender waist into his grasp, stepping forward with her.
Her back pressed directly against the sink. Ji Wei’s body tilted backward slightly, while the man pressed close against her, his legs positioned between hers...
This posture was far too suggestive!
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