Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 685: Is the Divorce Confirmed?

Xia Duoduo’s words were spoken through gritted teeth, and before Ji Wei could react, she clenched her fist and furiously rushed in Zhao Wanqing’s direction.

Bang!

Xia Duoduo’s fist slammed heavily onto the small square table, causing the coffee cup to rattle noisily.

The woman staring at the computer screen raised her eyes in stunned surprise, looking at Xia Duoduo: "May I ask..."

She had just managed to say two words before Xia Duoduo interrupted her roughly: "Shameless woman, how dare you interfere in someone else’s marriage! Did your mother never teach you basic moral principles? Being a mistress—do you not fear getting drowned in people’s spit when you step out?" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Xia Duoduo’s voice was loud, attracting the attention of all the customers around the café area.

Ji Wei, enduring her aching foot, rushed over to catch up and grabbed her, urging softly, "Duoduo, this is a public place. Paparazzi could be secretly filming."

Xia Duoduo was a celebrity, and being photographed in her furious, aggressive state wouldn’t be good.

She couldn’t care less. Her eyes burned with rage, and she wanted nothing more than to pin the mistress to the ground and give her a good beating.

"Let’s leave first," Ji Wei persisted in trying to dissuade her.

"Let the paparazzi come! A woman like her deserves to be exposed! Let everyone in Rongcheng know that she’s seducing someone else’s husband—a shameless vixen!" Xia Duoduo fumed.

Zhao Wanqing remained composed. Even though Xia Duoduo’s insults were indecent, she merely crossed her arms and looked at the two coldly.

This hotel frequently welcomed celebrity guests, and various paparazzi had already been lurking in the shadows. Xia Duoduo’s accusations of her being a mistress had undoubtedly reached their ears. Combined with the presence of Rongcheng’s former top socialite standing nearby, this story was bound to be sensational.

Rumors of Ji Wei divorcing Gu Moqian had already been trending, but now that a mistress was involved, did this confirm the divorce news?

Just as Ji Wei tried pulling Xia Duoduo away, it was already too late.

Out of nowhere, paparazzi reporters appeared, surrounding the three women. Cameras flashed incessantly, bombarding them with explosive questions one after another.

"Mrs. Gu, is the breakdown of your marriage with Mr. Gu caused by the woman behind you? Is she the third party interfering in your relationship?"

"Have you already agreed to a divorce? Who will have custody of the child? How will the assets be divided?"

...

"None of your questions will be answered. Move aside!"

Furious, Xia Duoduo raised her hand to shove away the closest paparazzo.

That reporter frowned in dissatisfaction and turned the focus onto her: "Miss Xia, it’s rumored that during your last film, you were involved in casting couch deals. You allegedly insisted on script changes to elevate yourself from the third female lead to the second. Is this true?"

"That’s nonsense! I was never in a casting couch deal!" Xia Duoduo angrily refuted, her face flushed.

"There are rumors that a financial backer is keeping you, smoothing the way for your projects. Regarding the incident with Lin Qian falling from a building—weren’t you secretly behind it?"

"I... I..."

The reporter’s accusations grew increasingly outrageous, leaving Xia Duoduo’s face alternating between red and white as she struggled to respond.

At that moment, the hotel’s security arrived.

A fierce confrontation ensued between the security guards and the reporters. Zhao Wanqing, who had remained silent all along, seized the opportunity to step forward and speak quietly: "Follow me, both of you. Let’s leave this place first."

"Who needs your favor? Your intentions can’t be good!" Xia Duoduo shot back.

Zhao Wanqing turned to Ji Wei, her expression sincere: "Come with me. I’ll take you out through the VIP passage."

"Little Wei, don’t trust her!"

Ji Wei hesitated for a few seconds before responding, "Duoduo, let’s evade the paparazzi for now."

She pulled the reluctant Xia Duoduo and followed Zhao Wanqing toward the VIP passage.

Zhao Wanqing pulled out an exclusive VIP access card and placed it in the scanner.

With a beep, the door unlocked.

"Just keep walking, and you’ll reach the street behind the hotel. No paparazzi should be able to follow." Zhao Wanqing leaned against the doorframe, raising her eyes to look at the two of them as she spoke.