The sudden assertiveness of the petite woman was particularly adorable. Gu Moqian curled his lips into a faint smile, leaning closer to her delicate face and softly said, "Alright, my body, only you can look at."
After speaking, he leaned in and planted a kiss on the corner of her lips.
It was clearly just a fleeting kiss, but Ji Wei felt as if an electric current had surged through her, stirring her heart and making it ripple.
Gu Moqian adjusted the shawl draped over her shoulders, hugged her tighter, and rested his head against the porcelain white nook of her neck, whispering, "I want to hold you like this forever, until the end of ti."
Ji Wei felt sweetness fill her heart, nodding shyly. Her small hands tightly clasped Gu Moqian’s hand.
Midway, Gu Moqian’s phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID on the screen, a shadow passed through his deep-set eyes.
Ji Wei thought the party venue was a bit noisy, which prompted Gu Moqian to walk further away to answer the call.
She picked up the champagne on the table, intending to take a sip, but suddenly a wave of nausea surged. Clutching her mouth, she barely managed to suppress the churning in her stomach.
She couldn’t help but feel surprised—was her uneasiness because she had dressed too lightly and caught a cold?
anwhile, Gu Moqian pressed the answer button and brought the phone to his ear.
"Mo Qian, be honest with . Has Ji Wei not gotten pregnant?" On the other end of the phone, Nan Huiru’s voice was clearly restrained with anger.
Mary had already inford him of so of Zhu Jianian’s actions earlier, so Gu Moqian was not surprised by Nan Huiru’s questioning.
He pressed his thin lips together without responding.
"You don’t need to say anything—I already know. That woman truly spares no effort! To make approve of you both, she even resorted to faking pregnancy! Unacceptable. I’ll book a flight back tomorrow. I won’t let such a vicious woman ruin you!" Nan Huiru spat through gritted teeth.
Gu Moqian raised his hand to rub his brow, frustration flickering faintly in his expression. He snapped, "Mom, that’s enough. I’ve said it before—my marriage doesn’t need anyone interfering."
"Am I ’anyone’? I’m your mom!"
"So what?"
Gu Moqian’s lips curved into a mocking smile. "Controlling Dad was bad enough, but don’t try to control too. I’m not that little boy who let you manipulate him at will anymore. If you keep ddling in my marriage, I won’t hesitate to take drastic asures."
"Mo Qian, are you trying to drive to my grave?! How could you speak to like this!" Nan Huiru was so furious she stomped her feet in anger. "Everything I’ve done is for your own good—"
"Save the ’for my own good’ excuse."
Gu Moqian coldly interrupted her, "You’ve interfered in everything I’ve done since I was a child. Even though I’ve said countless tis that I don’t like Zhu Jianian, you still insisted on pushing her onto . I am not your accessory. Stop using your warped idea of ’good’ to morally blackmail !"
Realizing he was letting his emotions get the better of him, Gu Moqian closed his eyes briefly. Taking a deep breath, he continued, "This matter ends here."
With that, he hung up, paying no mind to Nan Huiru’s possible reaction.
On the table sat a line of empty wine glasses.
Zii was particularly cheerful tonight. She had drunk quite a bit, her charming cheeks flushed with a rosy tint, which made her even more alluring.
"The wine’s finished. I’ll go get more," she said with a coquettish smile, turning to leave.
"No need." Ye Cheng’s face was cold and composed as he grabbed her arm.
"Why not?" Zii asked, puzzled. Weren’t they having a good ti just a mont ago?
"You’re drunk," the man said, staring at her.
Hearing his words, Zii smiled seductively and shook her head, saying, "I’m not drunk. I won’t get drunk. You don’t understand—over the past three years, drinking has beco like water for . They even gave a nickna: the Queen of a Thousand Cups."
Three years ago, Zii would get tipsy after just one drink.
But now...
Ye Cheng’s strong brows furrowed as he looked at the dainty, drunken woman before him. Deep down, he felt as if a thorn had pierced his heart.
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