âI owe some money and I really canât pay it back right now. As long as you would help me pay it back, I promise I wonât bother you for the rest of my life!â
As Ji Weixi had thought, Mo Nanfengâs call was nothing good.
And have her help him? Was that a joke?
Did anyone help her when she was so miserably chased out of her own home?
If Mo Nanfeng had even one bit of conscience, thing wouldnât have turned out like this between them.
Ji Weixi steeled herself and hung up.
Did he expect her to be a saint? Apologies, but she wasnât Mary.
On the other end of the call, Mo Nanfeng watched his screen as it was cut off, his fingers that were dripping with blood clenching his phone.
He looked fearsome and frightening in grievance.
He had already begged, what more did she want from him?!
âFine, Ji Weixi. Donât blame me whatever happens!â
***
Meanwhile, as Ji Weixi put her phone into her pocket, she noted that Li Shaoling was not reacting at all.
He would usually be asking and getting to the bottom of it, and be very jealous if it was a man.
Was his brain fried from the fever?
Ji Weixi hence turned to Jian Jie at the backseat and smiled nonchalantly. âItâs my childhood friend. He says he still canât forget me, sigh...â
Jian Jie smiled bitterly. âI really envy you, Miss Ji.â
âItâs nothing.â Ji Weixi replied humbly, glancing at Li Shaoling with the corner of her eye.
However, he was still keeping his eyes straight ahead and his eyes on the steering wheel, while acting as if nothing happened.
And that utterly infuriated Ji Weixi.
Good, very good!
Fantastic!
Despite her great frustration, she held back her inward raging sea of flames, leaning and looking outside the window.
Unbeknownst to her, Li Shaolingâs fingers were clenching over the steering wheel.
His gaze darkened as if he, too, was keeping something in check.
***
CBS Tower.
Li Shaoling had just entered when another man lunged right at him.
âLing Ling, I missed you so much!â
The man had coiled around Li Shaolingâs body just like a sloth.
Frightened, both Ji Weixi and Jian Jie retreated several feet.
What in godâs name?
Still, Li Shaoling frowned and shoved the man away. âGet lost!â
The man stumbled a few steps back, holding his chest with a wounded look. âDonât you love me anymore, Ling Ling? You promised to be nice to me, scumbag!â
Ji Weixi and Jian Jie shared a glance. They smelled illicit relations there.
The man was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, a baseball cap, a pair of blue short jeans and a trending pair of sneakers.
His facial features were delicate and cute, too.
Could he... be gay?
As the man sobbed, the other employees on the floor all looked towards him leveling curious gazes at the homoerotic sight.
Li Shaoling coldly scolded him then. âKeep crying. Iâll strangle you, Gu Xiaochuan.â
Gu Xiaochuan immediately stopped crying in fright, although he also walked up to Li Shaoling and started caressing his chest. âOh, Ling Ling. Donât be angry, it harms the body.â
Li Shaoling glared down at him murderously. âTouch me again.â
Gu Xiaochuan promptly shifted his eyes aside, and incidentally met Ji Weixiâs gaze.
She was rather afraid, even shivering a little.
Gu Xiaochuan lifted a finger and pointed at her, moving closer with every step while she kept stumbling backwards with a look of utter shock.
âYouâre Ji Weixi! Disowned by Ji Xiangdong and Zhou Huijie four years ago and gave birth to a child you named Ji Jiayu while you worked in Paris! Your childhood friend is Mo Nanfeng, your stepsister Ji Jianing and your mother is Xia Jie. Oh, and you graduated from River Townâs Hua Lan Design Academy, right!â
Ji Weixi gasped sharply. âWho are you?â
It was astonishing! Was he a minion sent from the heavens? How did he know everything?
Could he be... a voyeur? A stalker?
Ji Weixi felt a chill at that very thought, and wanted to hit somebody very much.
âFufu. I am...â Gu Xiaochuan declared while assuming a dramatic pose, âThe number one private detective, the king of data who knows allââ
âGu. Xiao. Chuan!â
âNever heard of you.â Ji Weixi replied.
âBut you must know Fat Butterfly.â
Fat Butterfly? Wasnât it that person who was all boo-hoo when chatting with Li Shaoling the other day?
âSo youâre that boo-hoo... ahem. I mean, so youâre Fat Butterfly.â
Gu Xiaochuanâs brow lifted in pride. âThatâs me! Without me, you wouldnât have found Jian Jie!â
Li Shaoling shot him a cold, sharp glare. âDo you want to die, Gu Xiaochuan?â
How dare he tease his woman in his face!
âLook at you, getting all angry!â Gu Xiaochuan pouted miserably. âYou canât do that to me, Ling Ling! You said youâll be nice to me!â
âIâve also said that Iâll strangle you.â Li Shaoling shot back.
In response, Gu Xiaochuan lifted his chin and showed his neck with an agonized look. âCome on, then! Do it, do it!â
Li Shaoling glowered, but just as he was about to reach out choke him, Gu Xiaochuan had already withdrawn his neck and sobbed. âI knew you wouldnât do it. Iâll let you do it, but you wonât do that either.â
Everyone was left speechless.
Be that as it may, Gu Xiaochuan made a serious face then and said, âBy the way, Ling Ling, Huisheng Groupâs boss just came in with his sweetheart Lin Xiaoman. Theyâre waiting for you upstairs! Oh my, donât you know that she could really throw a fit? Sheâs like a boo-hoo monsterâso annoying!â
âYou guys go up! Iâm going home. See you, Shaoling. Remember to think of me~â
Gu Xiaochuan threw a flying kiss at Li Shaoling before he left, leaving everyone shuddering.
Ji Weixi retorted inwardly. âWhoâs the boo-hoo monster here?â
***
The reception room upstairs.
Chen Libin, boss of Huisheng Group was holding Lin Xiaoman in his arms and consoling her.
Although she was wearing a mask, her rashes had not faded. Anyone would feel chills when they saw her.
Qian Jia was beside her, consoling her as well. âDonât cry, Manman. Didnât the doctor tell you that the rashes would heal faster if you stay calm?â
The doors opened then.
Li Shaoling entered, followed by Ji Weixi, Jian Jie and one security guard.
Qian Jiaâs face dropped at the sight of Jian Jie, and her eyes tightened at the security guard behind them. Still, she acted as if it was not her concern.
Chen Libin promptly stood up and reached out a hand to Li Shaoling, smiling. âPresident Li! Iâve been waiting for you!â
However, Li Shaoling slowly sat and leaned on one of the couches and crossed his legs. He did not bother to even look at Chen Libin and had no intention of shaking hands at all, showing both arrogance and disdain.
Huisheng Group was the first company in River Town to rise with motorcar production, and held an unshakable position over the entire nation too.
Chen Libin was himself a billionaire who frequented the countryâs wealth rankings. His darling Lin Xiaoman had thereby gained so strong a position that she could strut around in the entertainment industry.
However, as the old saying goes: two tigers cannot live on the same mountain.
Regardless of how stubborn and upset Chen Libin was, he could not afford to provoke Li Shaoling.
Not that he would dare to.
As such, he awkwardly withdrew his hand and smiled. âPresident Li, our client Xiaoman had made a fool of herself because of your employeeâs fault. You should oversee this matter...â
Li Shaoling pretended as if he had heard nothing, and stood aside looking like he was just enjoying the show.