Chapter 55 - Tian Miaomiao, So Manly

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Mo Nanfeng’s body went cold from Ji Weixi’s slap, and he looked up at her in disbelief.

The woman had no mercy in her eyes and exuded a snowy aura. She looked at him detachedly, just like a lofty empress.

She said she only hit sub-humans. Was that an indirect jibe?

No matter how far he had fallen, Mo Nanfeng was still the young master of the Mo family. Having been respected since a child and thereby developing an arrogant nature, he simply could not endure the humiliation.

“Ji Weixi, really?” There was repressed anger on his face. He almost blew his own cover.

Ji Weixi herself was not surprise by how quickly he changed his attitude.

After all, was he not the same four years ago?

Heat of the moment? Excuses.

“That’s only repayment, Mo Nanfeng.” Ji Weixi said coldly. “Get out of my sight before I get any angrier.”

She would simply pretend she had not seen him today, and they should stay away from each other.

Mo Nanfeng’s wretched disguise earned no sympathy from her, nor did she feared his enraged self—all of which proved that she was not who she was once before.

Nonetheless, feeling frustrated, Mo Nanfeng stopped her again and said apologetically, “Sorry, Weixi… I was being impulsive a moment ago… It wasn’t on purpose…”

“I say, Scumbag Mo, are you finished?”

It was then that Tian Miaomiao pulled Ji Weixi behind her with one shove, blocking his way and glaring fiercely at him. “Can’t you see that she’s busy? And could you please stay away from us? Well now, can’t wait to latch on to our Weixi after realizing that she’s better and getting dumped by Ji Jianing? You really think so highly of yourself—look at you, those dressed in rags… thank your ancestors Weixi even talked to you! Scram, the further the better. Don’t be a sore to her eyes!”

Tian Miamiao’s mouth went off like a gatling gun, firing series of insults that left Mo Nanfeng dumbstruck.

Indeed, Tian Miaomiao was so manly Ji Weixi almost became her fangirl right then.

“Who the hell are you?!” Mo Nanfeng cried, girting his teeth.

“Me?” Tian Miaomiao held her hips, raised her brow and snorted proudly. “The woman behind Ji Weixi!”

Then, just as Mo Nanfeng was about to retort, an angry roar rang in the carpark. “He’s there! After him!”

Mo Nanfeng’s eyes tightened and fled in panic, reacting with such speed that it seemed that he had been doing that every single day.

Ji Weixi could not help but be curious about what happened to him over the last four years.

He must have made somebody very cross—there was a cut on his arm, and those other men did not look respectable.

Well, it was fine.

She stopped dwelling on it since it was none of her business.

Meanwhile, Tian Miamiao rested her elbow on her shoulder. “What’d you think? Wasn’t I quite cool just now?”

Ji Weixi nodded. “So cool!”

In fact, she was almost seduced.

Tian Miaomiao then lifted her chin and spoke as if she was an overbearing president. “You little minx. I’m now interested in you… be my baby!”

She even moved to kiss her cheek.

Ji Weixi quickly dodged backwards. “Hey! You’re being corny now. Cut down on those dramas with overbearing presidents.”

“Mommy!”

Jiayu’s tender voice reached them then, and the two women quickly looked ahead to find father and son walking slowly toward them.

Li Shaoling’s face looked moody and as cold as a glacier.

The little one appeared to be holding back some grief as well.

What could they be unhappy about?