<h4>Chapter 256: Chapter 256: Who Let You In?</h4>
The group turned their heads abruptly and saw Gu Moqian pushing open the bedroom door, stepping out with Ye Cheng standing behind him.
The man, with his sharp ck short hair, was dressed in light beige loungewear, the top two buttons of his shirt casually undone, and the faint outline of gauze on his shoulder partially visible.
Even with such casual attire after an injury, Gu Moqian’s innate aura of refinement remained unmistakable. At this moment, his gaze toward Nan Huiru was turbulent, clearly displeased by her appearance.
He strode to Ji Wei’s side and wrapped his uninjured arm around her waist, holding her securely by his side.
"Who told you toe?" Gu Moqian’s piercing eyes swept to Nan Huiru, his voice carrying suppressed anger.
Nan Huiru’s expression froze for a moment, but she thickened her skin and stepped forward to Gu Moqian. "Mo Qian, I heard you got shot. Are you all right? Let Mom have a look..."
As she spoke, Nan Huiru reached out, only for Gu Moqian to coldly sidestep her. "There’s no need."
"Mo Qian, I’m your mom. Do you really refuse to let your mother even touch you?" Nan Huiru’s voice trembled slightly, her eyes reddening as she spoke, casting a sharp, quick nce at Ji Wei standing beside them.
It’s her fault. It’s all because of this woman—this wretched woman’s fault!
She’s the reason their mother-and-son rtionship has been reduced to that of strangers!
But with Ye Cheng still present, Nan Huiru, mindful of appearances, dared not erupt. After all, family scandals shouldn’t be aired in public.
She forcibly swallowed her fury and said with restraint, "Fine, fine. I won’t touch you. I just want to make sure you’re okay, that’s all. By the way, I made some nourishing ginseng chicken soup for you. Would you like to try it?"
Nan Huiru raised the thermos box eagerly, her face full of anticipation as she looked at Gu Moqian.
"Take it away."
Those brief two words made Nan Huiru’s raised hand freeze in mid-air. Overwhelmed by humiliation and unwillingness, her hand trembled.
"Ling Ling, see the guest out."
With that said, Gu Moqian led Ji Wei back toward the bedroom.
Nan Huiru’s entire face twisted with unbearable embarrassment. She red venomously at Ji Wei’s retreating back, her nails digging into her palms. Even the sting of pain couldn’t quell the fury in her heart.
Nevertheless, she didn’t pursue the matter further and left begrudgingly.
She was adamant about repairing her rtionship with Gu Moqian and knew she couldn’t afford to further strain their bonds, nor could she let that vixen looking for their family’s misfortune seed!
Not long after Nan Huiru left, Ye Cheng and Xi Nanfeng also said their goodbyes.
The bedroom fell back into silence.
Only the asional sound of keys being tapped on a keyboard could be heard.
Gu Moqian sat on the sofa, seriously going through digital documents, while Ji Wei sat beside him.
A stack of papersy open on Ji Wei’sp, a progress report on the Shuiyun Lane development project, yet Ji Wei hadn’t managed to read a single word.
At this moment, though she appeared outwardlyposed, Ji Wei’s mind was restless.
Ye Cheng and Gu Moqian’s earlier conversation continued to rey in her head.
Countless questions spiraled through her mind, but she couldn’t bring herself to voice them.
Since Gu Moqian didn’t want her to know, how could he ever tell her the truth?
Finding it impossible to focus on work, Ji Wei simply closed the folder, turned her head, and looked at the man working beside her.
Even with his pale face from the injury, Gu Moqian’s striking handsomeness remained undiminished. The serious and focused look he wore now only added an extrayer of allure, making it impossible to look away.
Ji Wei gazed at him quietly before her eyesnded on the ss of water beside his hand, almost empty.
She picked up the ss and stood up.
The hot water had run out, so Ji Wei went to boil another pot.
Perhaps because her mind was preupied, Ji Wei became a bit distracted. When pouring water, she identally spilled it onto the back of her hand, the scalding sensation making her reflexively loosen her grip.
Crash—
The ss fell to the ground and shattered.