Chapter 1777 - Perhaps Worldly-wise or Sincere

Chapter 1777: Perhaps Worldly-wise or Sincere

Ji Ziming smiled. His cold eyes were filled with love as he shifted his gaze from Qu Xiujie to Pei Ge. The gentleness and love in his eyes made Pei Ge look even more doting. “Ge Ge, what do you think?”

“Don’t ask me about men. I don’t know anything.”

Pei Ge shook her head and looked at Ji Ziming before looking at Qu Xiujie beside her. She coughed. “Ji Ziming, don’t you look at the place and occasion when you are flirting?”

“You’re my woman. Do I still need to look at the place or occasion to flirt with you? Uncle won’t mind us.”

Ji Ziming’s voice carried a hint of mockery as he narrowed his eyes. His fair fingers pushed Pei Ge’s hair back to her ears as his eyes were filled with love and affection.

“Ge Ge, don’t you think that Mao Nana is a little strange?”

His sudden reminder made her realize where the strangeness of Mao Nana came from.

She was always the last to return to her room. She was always willing to play on her phone and read magazines by herself… Although they had gathered all this information, this could mean something else.

“I don’t think so.”

She shook her head, not realizing what was the strange thing about Mao Nana.

“Let me analyze this for you. If you were Mao Nana and heard Uncle making things difficult for you, would you really continue staying in this house?”

Having seen how stubborn she was, Pei Ge nodded affirmatively. “If I were her, I wouldn’t stay here. However, because I’m not her, she will stay here and take Uncle down.”

The corners of Pei Ge’s lips curled up as she recalled how Mao Nana had fought with Pei Ge for a magazine cover model for quite some time before changing her mind. However, this was not important. What was important was that even if she changed her mind, she did not feel that there was anything wrong with what she had said earlier.

“You…”

Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge lovingly before turning to look at Qu Xiujie. “Uncle, what do you think?”

“What can I think? I don’t know, and I don’t know what to say. Although we’ve been together for so many days, I don’t think that Mao Nana is a bad person, but she’s definitely not as good as we think. You said that we were a little careless with her, and I admit it, but it was just a coincidence that Mao Nana and I met. There’s not much reason, and there aren’t many coincidences.”

Although he was unwilling to admit his feelings for her, when he heard Ji Ziming suspecting the little woman he wanted to protect, he felt a little unwilling and aggrieved.

“Uncle, you need to be rational now.”

Ji Ziming suddenly wrapped his arm around Pei Ge’s waist and pulled her close to his chest.

This sudden action made Pei Ge nervous. She raised her head and frowned slightly. This was in front of Qu Xiujie and in front of the elders. Since Ji Ziming could be this willful, who knew what would happen if they were to share a room today?

“Let go of me!”

Pei Ge wanted to struggle but could not break free.

She could only sit helplessly in Ji Ziming’s embrace and listen to him discuss everything he knew about Mao Nana.

Pei Ge pursed her lips as she looked at the two men. One wanted to smear the reputation of the other, while the other was trying to clear his reputation. Their exchange was like a tug-of-war.

After listening for a long time, Zhang Manhua knocked on the door and said that she was preparing to start dinner.

“Alright, don’t worry about it. Leave Mao Nana’s matter to me. I’ll go back and settle it. Don’t worry; I’ll guarantee that it’ll be settled.”

Pei Ge patted her chest. The more she tried to prove herself, the more Ji Ziming looked down on her. He even rebutted her words at the end.

“You little fool, but you can try.”

His words were filled with disdain but also affection.

“Alright, alright. I’m about to get sick from seeing the two of you. I’ll go down to eat. I don’t care about you two anymore. You two can go busy yourselves. I’m leaving.”

Qu Xiujie stood up and left Ji Ziming’s room.

“You actually kissed me in front of Uncle!”

When Qu Xiujie walked out, Pei Ge made sure that others could not hear the conversation in the room before pinching Ji Ziming’s face and speaking arrogantly.

“What did you just say?”

Pei Ge pinched his handsome face, causing his face to contort.

“You… Wu…”

Before Pei Ge could finish speaking, Ji Ziming quickly pulled her hand down and squeezed it in his. His large hand was just enough to wrap around hers.

The sudden kiss caused her mind to go blank for a few minutes.

When he finally let go of her lips, she held her chest and looked at him angrily. “You still…”

“Do you still want it again? Also, I have something to correct you. I didn’t kiss you in front of Uncle. I just kissed you.”

Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge with his deep-set eyes. The smile on his lips was unperturbed as he looked at her even more deeply.

“Okay, you’re right. I can’t out-talk you. I’m going downstairs to eat. Are you leaving?”

Pei Ge wiped her mouth and put Ji Ziming on the spot as though she despised him. Thinking about how Mao Nana was still in her room waiting for someone to deliver the food, she recalled the conversation the three of them had in the room in the afternoon. It was all about Mao Nana but Pei Ge did not want to hear it.

She did not want to believe that the best friend she once trusted had a side she did not know in just a few years.

If that was the case, Pei Ge would be very sad.

“Ziming, is what you said about Mao Nana true?”

Her expression turned serious.

“It’s true.”

He sat on the sofa and looked at her seriously.

“I understand.”

Pei Ge nodded and seemed to understand why Ji Ziming did not want her to get too close to Mao Nana. It turned out that in these few years, some people were slowly changing.

Perhaps the change was too slow and only took a second, but it was precisely because of these changes that it made one feel even more fearful.

People tended to be biased toward the past. You were like this in the past, and you might be like that now. You might be innocent, worldly-wise, sincere, or hypocritical.