Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 789: In her heart, there’s not even a hint of your shadow.

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Chapter 789: Chapter 789: In her heart, there’s not even a hint of your shadow.

At that moment, downstairs in the hall, the birthday banquet was already halfway through.

Ji Wei, mindful of Old Madam Ji’s advanced age and need for rest, personally escorted her to the car.

"Dad, Grandma, take care on the road!" Ji Wei bent down and waved goodbye to the family members in the car.

"Go back now, tonight you are the star; don’t let the guests wait too long," Old Madam Ji said kindly.

Ji Wei smiled and agreed, standing side by side with Mo Qian, watching the car drive away. Just as they turned to head back, Xi Nanfeng appeared, holding his jacket in hand. He had drunk quite a bit and his steps were noticeably unsteady.

"Mo Qian, why don’t you escort Second Young Master back?" Ji Wei suggested.

Xi Nanfeng waved his hand dismissively at the remark, "No need, I brought a driver." Saying so, he forced a smile that looked anything but cheerful.

Mo Qian looked at him and stepped forward to pat his friend on the shoulder, "If you’re feeling down, don’t fake it. Your smile looks worse than tears."

Xi Nanfeng: "..."

Damn, he knows I’m upset but still chooses to mock me!

Xi Nanfeng snorted furiously through his nostrils, "I’m leaving, don’t you dare send me off!"

He draped the jacket over his shoulder, leaving behind a carefree yet faintly desolate figure.

Ji Wei watched Xi Nanfeng walk away, then abruptly turned to the man beside her and asked, "Did something happen between Second Young Master and Si Xue?" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Given Xi Nanfeng’s carefree personality, it was unlikely that mere trivial emotions had driven him to get drunk.

"The Qin Family has been dealing with some issues lately." After a pause, Mo Qian opened his mouth and spoke slowly.

Ji Wei’s heart skipped a beat, "What kind of issues?"

"Let’s leave it for another time. Today is your birthday; I don’t want anything to spoil your mood." Mo Qian gently raised his hand to ruffle her hair as he replied.

With Mo Qian saying this, Ji Wei couldn’t help but feel curious.

She had suspected there was more to it — Qin Sixue liked Xi Nanfeng so much, and having finally won his affections, how could she possibly bear to leave him?

Still, now wasn’t the time to bring up matters surrounding the Qin Family.

"Let’s go back to the banquet hall."

Mo Qian glanced at the thoughtful expression on the woman beside him and led her back inside.

Across the street from the hotel, parked next to the curb, was a low-key black Mercedes.

The car window was rolled down, and a man’s gentle face appeared tinged with melancholy. His deep-set eyes quietly fixed on the figures walking back into the hotel. Between his slender fingers was a burning cigarette, which he brought to his lips for a sharp inhale before flicking the ash outside the window.

In his other hand, the man gripped a meticulously wrapped gift box, containing a present he had specially brought back from abroad.

Ever since reading in the newspaper that Ji Wei would be holding her birthday banquet here, he had been thinking about what birthday gift to choose for her.

Originally, tonight he had planned to attend the birthday banquet.

But when he arrived at the hall entrance, dressed meticulously and holding the gift, he happened to see Ji Wei giving Mo Qian a kiss of her own accord. Their intimate behavior in front of the crowd undeniably confirmed that they had reconciled.

His feet seemed rooted to the ground, unable to move.

Ji Wei had never belonged to him; their relationship now had merely returned to its natural state. All he could do was watch her from afar, watch her happiness unfold...

The man lowered his gaze to the gift box, remaining silent for a long while, before suddenly letting out a self-mocking smile.

Jin Qichuan, oh Jin Qichuan, what qualifications do you have to give her a gift?

In her heart, there isn’t even the faintest trace of you.

It wasn’t until the cigarette had burned down to the tip that the man seemed to snap out of it. Slowly, he lifted his hand and tossed the gift box out the window.

The Mercedes started up and quickly disappeared into the night, as if it had never been there at all.