Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 684 She is the Mistress

Xia Duoduo’s chest heaved with anger as she clenched her fists fiercely, looking like she was ready to start a fight. "Little Wei, divorcing this scumbag is too easy on him! And that homewrecking mistress—I’m going to drag her out right now and give her a good beating! Teach her not to seduce married men!"

Ji Wei had never thought about confronting Zhao Wanqing.

For some reason, the woman gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity, making it impossible to act against her. Besides, the blame lay mostly with Gu Moqian—if he hadn’t strayed, even the most cunning seductress wouldn’t have gotten close to him.

Heh, men.

"Go eat your food quickly, or it’ll get cold again." Ji Wei urged when she heard the microwave beep.

Xia Duoduo reluctantly walked over and took out her lunchbox.

The freshly microwaved lunchbox was scorching hot, causing Xia Duoduo to quickly touch her earlobes to cool down before resuming her earlier rant. "Little Wei, don’t be sad. Gu Moqian losing you is his own damn loss. You still have me, Duoduo, your awesome godmother! From now on, I’ll take care of you and your son!"

Seeing Xia Duoduo thump her chest in earnest as if making a solemn vow, Ji Wei felt a warmth in her heart, mingled with a tinge of bitterness. "Okay."

She smiled and nodded lightly.

Once Xia Duoduo finished eating, the two packed up and checked out.

The elevator had been repaired and was now operational.

Inside, still shaken from the earlier mishap, Ji Wei instinctively grabbed onto the railing for stability.

Xia Duoduo, holding onto Ji Wei’s arm, boredly fixed her gaze on the advertisement screen in front of them.

Suddenly, she pointed at it and exclaimed, "Little Wei, it’s him! That’s him!"

Ji Wei looked up and saw that the screen was playing a soda commercial. A young, handsome idol star held a microphone, singing passionately to a massive concert crowd. He ended the performance with a tagline for the ad.

The ad lasted barely ten seconds, but Ji Wei couldn’t hide her surprise after watching it.

The young singer was none other than Jin Xu.

"What about Jin Xu?" Ji Wei asked, puzzled.

Xia Duoduo tugged at her sleeve, visibly excited. "He’s the one I dreamed about last night! Little Wei, how do you know his name?"

"Have you forgotten? We saw him at the mall last time."

Xia Duoduo hadn’t forgotten; it was just that the memory wasn’t pleasant, and she deliberately avoided bringing it up in front of Ji Wei.

Seeing her expression dim, Ji Wei quickly switched the topic. "So how did you end up dreaming about him?"

"I don’t know either. I was drunk, and somehow this super hot guy appeared in my dream. He picked me up, and his voice—oh my god, it could melt anyone!"

Recalling the dream, Xia Duoduo’s cheeks turned crimson.

"And what about your Great Demon King? Already switching your affections so fast?" Ji Wei teased her with a sly smile.

"No way!" Xia Duoduo shot back. "The Great Demon King is like the cinnabar mole in my heart—I could never forget him. But I’ve always known he never liked me back."

Her eyelashes lowered as her voice softened toward the end.

Ji Wei raised a hand and pinched Xia Duoduo’s little nose. "You’re supposed to take care of me and An An, remember? Don’t get all gloomy now. Maybe your true love is already on his way to you."

"Mm!" Xia Duoduo tilted her head back and responded with determination.

The two held each other’s gaze for a few seconds before bursting into laughter.

The elevator doors opened, and they supported each other as they walked out of the hotel.

It wasn’t long before Ji Wei’s gaze came to rest on a spot in the lobby coffee area.

"What are you looking at?" Xia Duoduo couldn’t help but ask.

Ji Wei didn’t answer immediately.

Xia Duoduo followed her line of sight.

A woman in a black blazer was seated by the window. Her chestnut-colored curled hair framed her face as her fingers flew gracefully over her laptop keyboard. Occasionally, she reached for the coffee cup beside her, sipping with movements that exuded sophistication and elegance.

Noticing the expression on Ji Wei’s face, Xia Duoduo quickly pieced it together. "She’s the mistress, isn’t she?"