Ji Wei's eyes shifted.
It might be a prank call once, but receiving repeated calls—it could mean something was wrong.
Could it be Ji Yunli?
Ji Wei didn't hesitate this time and picked up the phone.
"Ji Wei, congratulations! You're pregnant."
The voice on the other end unexpectedly belonged to Zhu Jianian, dripping with heavy sarcasm, making Ji Wei furrow her brows.
"I have nothing to say to you."
She responded coldly and was about to hang up when Zhu Jianian, in a panic, yelled, "I have a major secret! You'll regret it if you hang up!"
Ji Wei's finger froze above the end-call button.
A secret?
Could this Zhu woman be up to her usual tricks again?
On the other end, Zhu Jianian regained her biting sarcasm: "Ji Wei, are you feeling smug now? No one's fighting you for Mo Qian anymore. I'm locked up in prison and can't get out—all thanks to you!"
Ji Wei scoffed coldly, "You reap what you sow. Don't blame it on anyone else."
