Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 686: What Are You Hinting At......

Ji Wei looked at Zhao Wanqing and couldn’t suppress the question rising in her mind, "Why are you helping me?"

The wife and the mistress are usually enemies. Zhao Wanqing’s behavior was utterly baffling.

Zhao Wanqing chuckled lightly, "Ji Wei, sometimes what you see isn’t necessarily the truth."

Ji Wei was stunned. What did she mean by that?

Was this a hint...

Before she could think further, Zhao Wanqing added, "Maybe I just want to make sure you don’t hate me?"

"Hah! I knew you weren’t that kind-hearted. As long as I’m here, don’t even think about messing with Little Wei!" Xia Duoduo stepped in front of Ji Wei like a protective barrier, seething with anger.

Zhao Wanqing pressed her lips together silently, then turned gracefully, leaving them with a captivating figure. "See you around."

Xia Duoduo stamped her foot in frustration, "This woman is way too arrogant. She’s just asking for a beating!"

Ji Wei stared off in the direction Zhao Wanqing left, lost in thought.

This woman seemed to have hidden depths, impossible to grasp.

Two days later.

Holding onto An An, Ji Wei stepped downstairs, only to be greeted by a sharply dressed man standing at the entrance of the living room.

Her face immediately changed color.

"Good day, madam. Mr. Gu asked me to deliver an agreement to you." The man was Gu Moqian’s personal lawyer, someone Ji Wei had met before.

Noticing Aunt Zhu sitting nearby, curiously eyeing him, the lawyer deliberately avoided mentioning the word "divorce," keeping things vague about the agreement.

"An An, let Aunt Zhu hold you for a bit, alright?" Aunt Zhu, sensing Ji Wei’s discomfort, gently took An An from her arms and carried him toward the garden.

Ji Wei paused for a few seconds before walking over. The lawyer handed her a document envelope. "Mr. Gu said you can sign this anytime. He’s leaving for the country tomorrow, so once completed, you just need to notify me to pick it up."

Ji Wei stared at the envelope in her hands and remained unresponsive for a long time, her expression pale and bloodless.

"Madam, I’ll take my leave then." The lawyer tactfully exited.

Each breath felt like agony to Ji Wei.

She’d torn apart the last agreement, but now Gu Moqian had prepared another one.

He was determined to divorce her.

Ji Wei stood still for quite some time, then slowly turned around. She placed the envelope into the drawer of her bedroom, and a thought suddenly crossed her mind: Gu Moqian said she could sign it anytime, but what if she never signed it?

Was he planning to remain separated from her forever?

Even if that were the case, their marriage would only exist in name, meaningless now that his heart had changed.

That afternoon, Xia Duoduo visited.

Over the past couple of days, she had been frequently coming over to see Ji Wei. Ever since Ye Cheng’s abrupt departure, Xia Duoduo had spiraled into self-destructive behavior, barely even showing up at her entertainment agency.

Her new agent didn’t care much about her, unwilling to waste time on a struggling D-lister. But Xia Duoduo didn’t mind one bit; she had long stopped caring about such things.

In the entertainment industry, success often came down to sheer luck.

"Little Wei, come upstairs with me. I’ll doll you up nicely and take you somewhere amazing tonight!"

Xia Duoduo, carrying a small suitcase, stormed into the room and pulled Ji Wei up from the sofa.

"You’re going to drag me to a bar again? I’m not going." Ji Wei refused flatly.

"No, no, it’s not that!" Xia Duoduo pushed her toward the stairs, "Trust me, I promise tonight you’ll be the absolute center of attention. You’ll crush that mistress into smithereens and reclaim your confidence!"

Ji Wei: "..."

Before she knew it, she was pressed in front of the dressing table. Xia Duoduo opened her little suitcase, revealing an arsenal of makeup tools. Skillfully, she began putting makeup on Ji Wei.