Ji Wei knew that the Aunt Huiru Zhu Jianian mentioned was none other than Gu Moqian's mother, Nan Huiru.
With just a simple sentence, Zhu Jianian flaunted her unusually close relationship with Gu Moqian's mother. It was an outright provocation directed at Ji Wei.
Ji Wei's eyes gradually turned cold.
She tightened her arms around Gu Moqian's waist, rested her head on the man's shoulder, and lifted her bright, sparkling eyes. Her words were calm but distant: "Jianian, although you and Moqian are friends, I hope you'll be mindful of your boundaries when you speak."
As Ji Wei spoke, she looked up at the handsome contours of the man's face. Then, out of the blue, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Gu Moqian's cheek.
Looking at the red lipstick mark she had left on the man's fair skin, Ji Wei curled her lips into a smile before turning to Zhu Jianian and saying, "After all, Moqian is my husband. If you talk to him like that, I'll get jealous."
