Soon, the buzzing sound of the hair dryer echoed in the air.
Ji Wei sat there, letting the man dry her hair. Mo Qian’s slender fingers ran through her soft locks, his expression gentle yet unusually serious.
It wasn’t the first ti Mo Qian had dried her hair, but Ji Wei’s heart still fluttered uncontrollably, as if sothing was filling it to the brim.
When the hair dryer was turned off, the bedroom instantly fell silent.
Ji Wei instinctively stood up. As her gaze lifted, it collided straight into Mo Qian’s deep and dark eyes.
Her heart inexplicably flustered, she hurriedly turned to pull the covers. "I... I’m going to sleep now."
The mont her words fell, her waist was suddenly gripped tightly. Looking down, she noticed the man’s hand holding onto her firmly. As Mo Qian’s arm wrapped around her waist, Ji Wei stiffened, and the corner of the blanket she had been clutching slipped from her fingers.
Mo Qian’s chiselled face slowly leaned towards her, his lips brushing softly by her delicate, fair ear. In a low and husky voice, he murmured, "You waited for to return. Is there sothing you wanted to talk about?"
Ji Wei’s mind flashed to the words Ji Shanshan had said over the phone. She hesitated slightly before responding in a light tone, "I wanted to ask if you knew about Ji Shanshan coming back."
Mo Qian’s gaze darkened slightly. He imdiately turned her body toward him, locking eyes with her. "Ji Shanshan contacted you?"
Ji Wei didn’t intend to deny it. "She just called a mont ago."
Mo Qian’s pitch-black eyes narrowed instantly, a dangerous aura surging within them.
It seed he needed to make Ji Shanshan clearly understand her position!
"What did she say?"
The thought that Ji Wei’s car accident could have been orchestrated by Ji Shanshan robbed Mo Qian of his calm composure.
Over the past few days, the people monitoring Ji Shanshan had been providing daily reports, yet there wasn’t anything particularly significant among them.
"Nothing much, just so sour and sniping remarks." Ji Wei brushed off their argunt lightly.
But Mo Qian knew better. For two people to have fallen from being close sisters to enemies, even a single phone call would feel jarring.
"Leave Ji Shanshan to . Don’t worry, she won’t dare bother you again." A flicker of cold determination appeared between Mo Qian’s brows.
Ji Wei was well aware of Mo Qian’s capabilities and thods.
She hadn’t shared this matter with him to ask for his intervention, but hearing his words still left her feeling touched.
Mo Qian had always shielded her from harm in the past, and he was still the sa now.
"You... did you et soone today?" Ji Wei rembered Aunt Zhu’s comnt earlier in the morning and hesitated briefly before voicing her question.
Mo Qian took her soft little hand into his palm, lowering his gaze to her as the chilly sharpness in his expression lted away, replaced with a tender calmness.
In a soft voice, he replied, "I t an old friend, soone you know."
"Who?" Ji Wei looked at him, blurting out the question.
"Ye Cheng is back. I went to the airport this morning with Old Xi to pick him up. This evening, we had a get-together, so I ca ho a bit late." Mo Qian explained his day’s agenda ticulously.
Ji Wei’s mouth opened slightly in surprise.
Xia Duoduo had ntioned earlier that Ye Cheng had been out of contact for two months, but he was back now?
Seeing Ji Wei’s astonishnt, Mo Qian gently rubbed the back of her hand with his slender fingers, continuing with warm patience, "Old Ye ca back with Boss Zi. Once you’ve recovered a bit more, I’ll take you to et them."
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