Chapter 569 Ji Wei is Taking the Medicine Prescribed by the Hospital
Chapter 569 Ji Wei is Taking the Medicine Prescribed by the Hospital
Ji Wei’s empty eyes gradually focused, a cold glint surging within them."Mo Qian, the one who told me the truth was Zhu Jianian." She looked at Gu Moqian and suddenly spoke.
Gu Moqian’s entire demeanor changed in an instant, becoming ice-cold and menacing.
He tightened his grip on Ji Wei’s hand, nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice, "I understand. I’ll handle this matter."
Initially, out of consideration for their relationship with the Zhu Family, he hadn’t sought total retribution. But now that Zhu Jianian had voluntarily put herself in the crosshairs, he would no longer show any mercy!
Ji Wei said nothing more.
She knew what Gu Moqian intended to do and had no desire to stop him. The lost child was a life; the culprit must face the punishment they deserved!
Early the next morning, Nan Huiru arrived.
"Where’s Ji Wei?" Nan Huiru handed the pregnancy supplements she was carrying to Aunt Zhu and asked.
"Madam is upstairs." Aunt Zhu glanced toward the second floor, her eyes filled with worry.
Ji Wei had been in low spirits all day yesterday and barely came downstairs except for meals.
"I’ll go check on her."
Nan Huiru said as she headed upstairs.
She pushed open the door to find Ji Wei taking the fetus-preserving medicine prescribed by the hospital. Ji Wei had taken only a few sips of water when a wave of nausea rushed over her. She quickly covered her mouth and ran into the bathroom.
Seeing this, Nan Huiru immediately followed her.
Ji Wei leaned over the toilet, vomiting for quite a while before she started to feel better.
"Are you... okay?" Nan Huiru handed her a towel to wipe her mouth, her tone slightly stiff.
After all, there had been plenty of unpleasantness between her and Ji Wei before, and their meetings always carried an unspoken awkwardness.
"...Thank you, Mom." Ji Wei hesitated for a moment, then politely thanked her as she took the towel.
The word "Mom" sent a jolt through Nan Huiru’s heart, leaving her with a strange, mixed feeling.
Looking back, Nan Huiru realized that her initial hostility toward Ji Wei had mostly stemmed from Zhu Jianian’s whispers. Zhu Jianian had often badmouthed Ji Wei, claiming she had poor character, was spoiled and overbearing, and that her background was suspicious.
In short, Zhu Jianian had painted Ji Wei as utterly unworthy of Gu Moqian.
Moreover, Zhu Jianian had always portrayed herself as shrewd and intelligent in Nan Huiru’s presence. The stark contrast made Nan Huiru view Ji Wei as utterly lacking, deepening her dislike for her.
These past few days, as she reflected quietly on everything, Nan Huiru realized she had been manipulated by the Zhu mother and daughter all along.
"Morning sickness is normal now. You’ll get through this stage soon." Nan Huiru suddenly said, possibly aware that her concern was a bit obvious, and awkwardly shifted her gaze elsewhere.
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Ji Wei noticed the mutual awkwardness and chose to say no more.
However, she couldn’t help but feel puzzled. She hadn’t experienced morning sickness recently—why was it starting suddenly now?
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Although it was the weekend, Gu Moqian had an unexpected engagement and only returned at dinnertime.
As he walked into the dining room, he saw Ji Wei and Nan Huiru sitting together.
Both were eating in silence, seemingly not exchanging many words, yet Nan Huiru occasionally placed food into Ji Wei’s bowl.
When Nan Huiru saw Gu Moqian enter, her chopsticks froze mid-air, and she said somewhat awkwardly, "We started eating without waiting for you."
"That’s how it should be. Don’t let Weiwei go hungry."
After Gu Moqian spoke, he pulled out a chair next to Ji Wei and gazed at her tenderly. "How was your day?"
"Pretty good." Ji Wei’s face was still a bit pale, but she smiled at him and handed over the bowl of rice that Aunt Zhu had prepared. "You must be hungry too. Eat quickly."
The three hadn’t been eating for long when a servant suddenly rushed in breathlessly. "Mrs. Nan, there’s a lady here asking to see you, and we couldn’t stop her—"
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