Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 160: Chapter 160: Do You Know How Your Husband Bought This Villa?

"Really?"

Xi Nanfeng was taken aback for a moment and couldn’t quite believe it: "In front of your own wife, you actually admit so readily that you invited another woman, aren’t you afraid of kneeling on a washboard tonight?"

Gu Moqian didn’t bother to explain further, raising an eyebrow and giving him a big eye roll.

Suspicious for a moment, Xi Nanfeng then rather eagerly leaned in, but since Ji Wei was nearby, he lowered his voice and pressed: "Is the woman who came pretty? Is she delicate and easy to push down or hot and spicy? Come on, give your bro some details..."

Gu Moqian first glanced at Ji Wei, who was holding his arm, and then casually looked at Xi Nanfeng: "I’m afraid she’s not too fond of idiots."

"What idiots, I’m talking to you about serious stuff!" Xi Nanfeng clearly hadn’t caught on yet.

Ji Wei almost couldn’t hold back her laughter. Fortunately, Gu Moqian didn’t plan on paying Xi Nanfeng any more mind and briskly walked forward, holding her hand.

Xi Nanfeng stood there in a daze for a moment, suddenly realizing and slapped his forehead: "Old Mo, did you just insult me? You definitely insulted me, right... Wait for me, you guys!"

He shouted as he chased after them.

The three hadn’t gone far when Ye Cheng arrived.

When Xi Nanfeng caught up, he saw Ye Cheng carrying shopping bags and asked in surprise: "Old Ye, why are you here too? Buying so many ingredients, are you planning to cook us a big meal?" noveldrama

Ye Cheng simply "hmm"ed and headed straight into the villa.

Seeing this, Ji Wei pulled Gu Moqian inside to help out.

After all, Ye Cheng was a guest, and letting him cook breakfast as soon as he arrived seemed a bit unreasonable.

As they entered, Ye Cheng was already busy washing vegetables in the kitchen.

Ji Wei was about to step into the kitchen when Gu Moqian stopped her: "You just sit and rest, I’ll go help."

Ji Wei didn’t insist and went to sit down by the sofa.

The sound of washing and chopping vegetables came from the kitchen, and Ji Wei watched the two tall men busy, finding the scene quite pleasing to the eye.

Indeed, men who cook have a special charm.

Ji Wei quietly watched the direction of the kitchen, getting a bit lost in thought.

Also sitting on the sofa was Xi Nanfeng, with his arms on the backrest, lounging comfortably.

However, he wasn’t in the mood to appreciate the eye-catching scene in the kitchen.

Seeing Ji Wei focused on the two good friends in the kitchen, Xi Nanfeng couldn’t help but strike up a conversation: "Do you know how your husband bought this villa?"

Ji Wei’s attention was successfully drawn by his topic, and she turned to ask: "How did he buy it?"

"This villa actually belonged to one of my cousins. Since he has been developing his business in South Korea for many years and couldn’t live here for more than a few days a year, he decided to sell it."

"I just casually mentioned it to Old Mo, asking him to introduce potential buyers if convenient. But one day, he suddenly told me he wanted to buy it himself. I was puzzled at the time, wondering if he had too much money to spare. Why buy a seaview house when he has the grand Shanshui Manor? But later, I thought about it and understood—he bought it for you."

"Initially, the selling price was agreed upon, but then there was a dispute between my cousin’s wife and my big brother, demanding not to sell the villa and wanting to come back to live. Yet, Banyue Bay only had this property with the best location and was up for sale. To buy the villa, Gu Moqian personally flew to South Korea to persuade my cousin’s wife."

Ji Wei found this strange: "Mo Qian and I are together every day, when did he fly to South Korea?"

"Tuesday," Xi Nanfeng replied: "He flew over in the morning and came back in the afternoon, right around the end of the workday."

Ji Wei fell silent.

Her heart felt as if something had suddenly poured in, filling it completely.

A flight from Rongcheng to South Korea is nearly three hours, with no time to rest on the same day, but Gu Moqian went back and forth just for her.

She remembered waking up groggily one Tuesday night and seeing a lamp lit near the sofa, while Gu Moqian sat nearby with a laptop, head down, working.

At that time, she hadn’t noticed his exhaustion at all.