Ji Wei led Gu Moqian into the living room.
As the two stepped inside, the busy servants in the living room all turned their heads in unison. Seeing Ji Wei, they froze for a moment, but when they noticed Gu Moqian beside her, every single one of them stood rooted to the spot, ears ringing with astonishment.
Noticing how Gu Moqian was curiously observing the surroundings from the moment they entered, Ji Wei couldn't help but chuckle lightly: "How could the Ji Family possibly compare to your luxury mansion? Everything here has been in place for almost twenty years—just a bunch of antiques, nothing worth admiring."
"This is where you grew up, where you've lived your life. To me, that makes it special."
Gu Moqian glanced back at her, his tone serious and sincere.
Ji Wei froze for a moment, just about to speak, when a sharp voice suddenly pierced the air from the doorway—
