The man frowned slightly, his features cold and refined, excessively handsome, exuding an air of elegance yet detachment. He wore a white shirt and black trousers, the cuffs of his shirt rolled up to his elbows, revealing his fair and slender arms.
The exquisite watch on his wrist and the metallic sheen of the belt buckle on his black trousers spoke volumes about his status and privilege.
Ji Wei stared blankly at Gu Moqian, suddenly forgetting what she was about to say.
Her head felt dizzy, her eyes hazy and confused, as she unabashedly sized up the man.
Had she drunk too much? Was she hallucinating?
The man in front of her—was it Gu Moqian?
No, it couldn't be. He had avoided her countless times, so how could he possibly be here?
"Ha, I must've drunk too much to mistake you for my husband. Haha…" Ji Wei mumbled to herself, holding her forehead, a self-deprecating smile tugging at her lips.
