"..."
"Old Mo, what’s so hard to solve that it has to co to divorce? I’ve known you for so many years, you’re not the type to give up easily." Xi Nanfeng finally managed to calm so of his anger.
"... It’s the best outco for her."
"What’s good or bad about this outco? I don’t get it! No matter the reason, you can’t just casually propose a divorce, that’s totally scummy behavior! I never expected you’d do sothing like this, Old Mo!"
"..."
"Not talking anymore? Are you brushing off again? I’m ddling in your affairs because I’m bored out of my mind! Do whatever you want, I won’t interfere anymore! Just don’t regret it later!"
Without waiting for Gu Moqian’s response, Xi Nanfeng angrily hung up the phone.
...
In the bedroom
Qin Sixue took out a suitcase and opened it, looking up just in ti to see Ji Wei taking clothes out of the wardrobe.
Two ladies’ coats, the rest were n’s trench coats and sweaters.
"London is much colder than here, Mo Qian didn’t take much clothing when he left, I’ll pack so for him," Ji Wei talked to herself as she neatly folded the clothes.
Qin Sixue ca over to help.
Seeing Ji Wei so calm, she felt a pang in her heart.
"Sister Wei, how about letting Brother Nanfeng go to Britain first to check the situation? He might bring Mr. Gu back," Qin Sixue forced a smile, attempting to persuade her.
Ji Wei slowly shook her head, "No need."
She had already made up her mind, no matter what challenges Gu Moqian faced in Britain, she would be there to support him.
She was about to grab a few more pairs of thick socks when she turned and saw Xi Nanfeng at the door.
"Sixue, could you fetch a glass of water? I’m a bit thirsty," Ji Wei paused, then said to Qin Sixue.
Qin Sixue noticed Xi Nanfeng too and imdiately understood Ji Wei’s intent. She nodded, "Sure, there’s a kettle downstairs, I’ll boil so hot water."
After Qin Sixue left, Ji Wei walked over to Xi Nanfeng, speaking lightly, "Second Young Master, feel free to speak your mind."
Her gaze lingered on the docunt folder clutched in Xi Nanfeng’s hand for a few seconds.
Xi Nanfeng’s lips tightened, his expression extrely serious.
The calr Ji Wei appeared, the harder it was for him to speak. He clenched the folder tightly, embroiled in an internal struggle, torn.
"Is that... for ?"
Seeing his reluctance to speak, Ji Wei pointed to the folder and asked.
Xi Nanfeng’s expression froze, and his Adam’s apple moved as he awkwardly spoke, "Yes, Old Mo asked to give it to you."
"Give it to ."
Ji Wei extended her hand toward him.
The woman’s hand was fair and slender, very beautiful.
Xi Nanfeng didn’t imdiately hand over the folder, still hesitating.
He feared that once Ji Wei saw its contents, she wouldn’t be able to handle the blow...
"It’s actually nothing important, no need to look," Xi Nanfeng wavered and regretted listening to Gu Moqian, even printing out the docunts.
Looking a bit flustered, he turned to leave.
"Second Young Master Xi!" Ji Wei suddenly raised her voice, stopping him, "Let see."
Her gaze was firm and stern, preventing him from taking a single step.
Xi Nanfeng stood with his back to Ji Wei, closing his eyes in defeat before reaching out to hand the folder behind him.
Soon, his grip loosened as Ji Wei took it.
She calmly untangled the thin string around the button of the folder, opened it, and pulled out a stack of docunts.
The papers were still warm, freshly printed not long ago.
’Divorce Agreent’ was printed in bold letters, prominently displayed.
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