Ji Wei had no intention of disturbing others at work. She lifted her foot and walked toward the living quarters behind the office.
The interior was the same as before. Ji Wei stopped in front of the sofa, and memories of her once intimate moments with Gu Moqian here flashed through her mind, causing her face to flush suddenly.
She lifted a hand to lightly touch her burning cheeks, her gaze lowering as she stood dazed.
Ji Wei sat on the sofa, quietly waiting.
Time ticked away second by second, and there was no movement from the office outside. The anxiety in her heart grew like an uncontrollable vine, spreading relentlessly.
Eventually, she got up and walked out.
The expansive office was eerily quiet. Zhao Wanqing was nowhere to be found.
Ji Wei's heart skipped a beat as she briefly wondered if she had been mistaken. But no, she hadn't.
It seemed she had underestimated that woman!
Did she go to inform Gu Moqian and leave her here without a care?
