At this moment, Ji Shanshan, sitting in the car, was already growing impatient.
She reached out to push the car door, wanting to get out, but the door didn't budge.
Only then did Ji Shanshan realize the car had been locked!
"Open the door, open the door! I need to get out! Can anyone hear me?"
Ji Shanshan frantically pounded on the car window, yelling loudly, her anxiety mounting.
On the bustling square outside, no one noticed that within the luxurious Maybach, there was a woman losing her mind.
...
Gu Moqian had just bought Ji Wei a matching couple's phone identical to his own.
As they stepped out of the phone store, the clerks couldn't help but continue to stare, chattering excitedly amongst themselves.
"Oh my god, that really was Gu Moqian! He's at least a hundred times more handsome in person than in finance magazines! My heart is racing…"
"That heart-racing feeling doesn't concern you. Didn't you see? Mr. Gu already has someone special!"
"Can you believe Mr. Gu personally came to buy a phone with his girlfriend? How enviable!"
"Girlfriend? That's Miss Ji, the eldest daughter of the Ji Family. She's Mr. Gu's fiancée."
"Wait, what! That's Rongcheng's notorious and spoiled Miss Ji? But she seems pretty gentle to me. Look at her standing by Mr. Gu's side, completely looking like a docile little bird."
"I think it's odd too. This morning, there were rumors that Miss Ji had tried slitting her wrists to break off the engagement with Mr. Gu. But now, watching them pick out phones, holding hands without letting go, surely those must have been baseless rumors…"
As they walked, Ji Wei suddenly felt the need to use the restroom, but was too embarrassed to bring it up.
Noticing her hesitancy, Gu Moqian asked, "What's wrong?"
"I… I need to use the washroom."
"Alright, I'll wait for you at the coffee shop nearby."
Blushing slightly, Ji Wei hurried off toward the restroom up ahead.
A few minutes later.
Ji Wei emerged from the restroom.
She hadn't walked far when someone abruptly stepped in her way, blocking her path.
The corridor's wide enough—why would someone deliberately block her?
Frowning, Ji Wei looked up, and her expression immediately soured.
"Well, look who it is—Ji Wei, Miss Ji. Last night, you were all dramatic, life-and-death stuff, and now here you are shopping carefree. Truly heartless."
Ji Chuyang stood in front of her, grinning slyly. His face still bore bruises from the beating Gu Moqian had given him last night.
"Move."
Ji Wei's voice was icy cold.
Ji Chuyang smirked sinisterly. "Miss Ji, with a temper like that, running into someone like me, who doesn't pamper ladies, you're bound to suffer for it."
Last night, Gu Moqian had stormed in to take away Ji Wei, leaving Ji Chuyang thoroughly thrashed. His ribs still ached. There was no way he'd swallow his pride—he wasn't about to let Ji Wei leave just like that.
"Chuyang, who's this woman? Your ex?"
A flamboyantly dressed woman stepped out from the restroom, promptly hooking her arm around Ji Chuyang's, her gaze filled with hostility toward Ji Wei.
Ji Wei recognized the woman—He Qianyun—a third-rate starlet, whose roles typically involved playing doomed antagonists who'd get killed off within a few episodes.
Ji Chuyang replied mockingly, "Her? She's the one from this morning's newspaper headlines."
"Oh, I thought it might be someone important. Turns out it's Miss Ji, the brainless rich girl who was making a scene last night with her suicide attempt. What a disgrace to the Ji Family."
He Qianyun pouted disdainfully.
Ji Wei's gaze turned icy as she glanced at He Qianyun's chest. "Young Master Ji sure isn't picky. Even Miss He with… well, that flat chest caught his eye."
He Qianyun immediately flared up, her brows arching sharply. "Who are you calling flat-chested?!" She quickly turned to complain to Ji Chuyang, whining, "Chuyang, did you hear her? She called me flat-chested! But I'm clearly a 36D!"
As she spoke, He Qianyun puffed out her chest, flaunting her so-called assets.