<h4>Chapter 255: Chapter 255: No Need for Others to Judge!</h4>


    Feeling as though she might have overheard some secrets, Ji Wei’s heart instantly clenched.


    Inside the room, the conversation between the two continued.


    "I’ll find a way to gather more intel on the mafia’s operations over there and lend you a hand," Ye Cheng extinguished the cigarette that was almost burnt out in the ashtray, then lifted his gaze to Gu Moqian.


    "Thank you."


    Gu Moqian rarely expressed gratitude to anyone, and Ye Cheng knew that those two simple words carried significant weight.


    Ye Cheng curled his lips in a low chuckle. "Thank me for what? If it weren’t for you back then, I’d probably no longer be in this world."


    Gu Moqian looked at his longtime friend, whose enchanting eyes revealed traces of loneliness, and suddenly spoke again, "Speaking of which,st night Ji Wei and I managed to escape safely, and it’s partly thanks to you."


    Ye Cheng looked at him with confusion.


    Gu Moqian continued, "Zimei was on the cruise ship at the time. She helped us quite a bit. If it weren’t for your sake, she probably wouldn’t have stepped in."


    He had shut down the Zimei Club, and yet that woman still extended a helping hand. Her intentions couldn’t have been clearer—she was doing it for Ye Cheng.


    Ye Cheng’s expression froze momentarily before returning to a calm demeanor, his voice betraying no emotion: "I’ll find an opportunity to rify this with her."


    Gu Moqian nodded faintly without saying anything further.


    Regarding Ye Cheng and Zimei, there was nothing he could do. Whether the two could return to how things used to be was beyond his ability to influence.


    At the doorway, Ji Wei’s tightly clenched heart showed no signs of easing.


    From their few exchanged words, she could unmistakably sense a dangerous atmosphere brewing. She finally understood that Gu Moqian’s insistence on going to Tokyo wasn’t just about a business negotiation. There was an exceptionally critical and perilous matter he needed to attend to!


    What exactly was the matter? How could it involve the mafia?


    Ji Wei was both shocked and terrified. She pressed on the door handle so hard that her knuckles turned white.


    Just as sheposed herself and prepared to enter, the sudden sound of hurried footsteps came from the staircase behind her, apanied by Ling Ling’s anxious voice: "Mrs. Nan, Mr. Gu is resting right now. It’s not convenient for you to disturb him..."


    Ji Wei turned her head and saw Nan Huiru appear at the staircase, her face livid.


    Behind her, Ling Ling tried to dissuade her, but her efforts were clearly ineffective.


    Ji Wei’s expression had already returned to calm. She stood resolutely as Nan Huiru stormed toward her, brimming with fury.


    "Why wasn’t I informed immediately about Moqian’s gunshot injury? You clearly have no regard for me! I am, after all, Moqian’s mother!" Nan Huiru spat her words furiously, unleashing a tirade of reprimands.


    "Get out of my way, don’t block my path!"


    Seeing Ji Wei standing in her way, Nan Huiru rudely stretched out her hand to pull her aside, but Ling Ling quickly stepped forward to block her.


    "What do you think you’re doing? A mere servant trying to stop me?"


    Nan Huiru red angrily at Ling Ling.


    Ji Wei signaled Ling Ling to step aside and then said calmly, "I remember Moqian saying he doesn’t want to see Mrs. Nan for the time being. Why must Mrs. Nan seek unnecessary trouble for herself?"


    Nan Huiru trembled with rage and red at Ji Wei. "This is my son’s house! Are you so eager to see our mother-son rtionship deteriorate and turn into enmity? You’ve already estranged me and Moqian. Isn’t that enough? You venomous woman! I’ve seen through your true colors!"


    "Whatever my true colors may be, time will reveal them." Ji Wei’s cold and piercing gaze locked onto Nan Huiru’s increasingly wrathful face.


    Ji Wei had long be ustomed to Nan Huiru’s obstinacy. No matter how many exnations were offered, she would refuse to believe otherwise.


    Nan Huiru thought her words were mere excuses and sneered coldly: "My son being ensnared by a vixen like you is the greatest misfortune of his life!"


    "Whether she’s my misfortune or not is no one else’s ce to judge!"


    A cold and stern voice suddenly rang out.