"Although Old Mo is as cold as a frozen iceberg toward other women, he treats you differently. I've known him for more than twenty years, and this is the first time I've ever seen him care so much about a woman."
Ji Wei stared blankly at Xi Nanfeng, utterly stunned and speechless for a long moment.
He always loved her more than she imagined, and his deep affection for her went far beyond what she could comprehend.
Ji Wei felt her eyes grow warm. After a long silence, she smiled lightly at Xi Nanfeng and said, "Second Young Master Xi, you know, although you've got a bit of a sharp tongue, you're actually a good person. Mo Qian having a friend like you really isn't bad."
Xi Nanfeng's mouth twitched.
A sharp tongue? Did he? He didn't think so, not even a little.
Ji Wei stood up. "Take your time. I'll go help in the kitchen."
In the kitchen, the two men were quietly and methodically working together to prepare breakfast.
"Mo Qian..."
