Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 207: Chapter 207: The Evening Gown was Ripped Off Forcefully

"Who gave you permission to buy this? I already said I wanted this dress—are you deaf?" Nan Huiru’s face flushed red as she shouted aggressively at Ji Wei.

"Mrs. Nan, this dress was indeed picked out first by Miss Ji. You should—"

The shop assistant, seeing Nan Huiru go too far, tried to intervene, but Nan Huiru shoved her hard, causing her to fall to the floor. "Get out of here! This is none of your business!"

The assistant’s head hit the marble pillar by the dressing table, making her eyes red from the pain, though she dared not cry out.

Ji Wei, seeing Nan Huiru’s unreasonable behavior, raised her eyes to meet the aggressive glare and responded coolly and sharply, "Mrs. Nan, if you have anger, take it out on me. This young girl has nothing to do with this. Pushing someone like that is unbecoming of a lady from a prestigious family."

"I didn’t realize Miss Ji had any sense of compassion left. Your spoiled behavior is far worse than mine—what right do you have to lecture me?"

Ji Wei didn’t want to waste time here; Mo Qian was still waiting for her.

If she couldn’t remove the dress, she’d just wear it out to the counter.

"Mrs. Nan, the air in the fitting room is suffocating. With your condition of frequent headaches, it’s best not to stay too long."

As Ji Wei took a step forward to leave, Nan Huiru hurriedly reached out and grabbed the hem of her dress. noveldrama

"Stop! You can’t leave without taking off that dress!" Nan Huiru fiercely tugged at the back of the dress, her voice harsh.

"Please let go."

Ji Wei briefly glanced back at her, her patience nearing its limit.

She had been tolerant of Nan Huiru because she was Mo Qian’s mother, but today, Nan Huiru refused to let go of her unreasonable antics.

After speaking, Ji Wei tried once more to step forward, but Nan Huiru was determined not to let her leave. She tugged forcefully on the dress!

A ripping sound—

The fabric tore!

Nan Huiru had ripped off a piece of the back of Ji Wei’s dress!

Her fair, delicate back was suddenly exposed for all to see.

Ji Wei stared at the piece of fabric in Nan Huiru’s hand, unable to react before suddenly feeling a dark suit jacket, faintly scented with gardenias, drape over her head and cover her upper body tightly.

Ji Wei raised her eyes and met Gu Moqian’s ink-like, intense gaze.

"Let’s go."

Gu Moqian’s cold, furious expression flashed as he briefly glanced at Nan Huiru before turning away indifferently.

He firmly held onto Ji Wei and walked out of the dressing room.

Under the weight of that glance, Nan Huiru froze entirely.

The hand clutching the torn fabric trembled uncontrollably.

Since leaving Shanshui Manor a few days ago, Nan Huiru had calmed down a lot. No matter what, Gu Moqian was her son; she shouldn’t have let their relationship become so strained.

She had planned to find ways to mend their relationship, but after today’s commotion, his attitude toward her had grown even colder. He couldn’t even spare her a single word.

"Mo Qian!"

An inexplicable panic rose in Nan Huiru’s heart, and she instinctively took hurried steps to chase after him.

Gu Moqian escorted Ji Wei into the car directly, then turned back inside to finalize the payment.

Nan Huiru staggered toward him, her steps unsteady, but Gu Moqian’s expression remained unchanged—cold and distant, his thin lips pressed tightly together.

Nan Huiru tried to grab his arm, but Gu Moqian effortlessly stepped back, avoiding her touch.

He handed the black card in his hand to the shop assistant.

"Mo Qian, are you really planning to ignore your mother?" Nan Huiru’s heart ached with bitterness.

Gu Moqian’s jaw clenched tightly as he waited for the shop assistant to return the card. Once he took the card back, he turned and walked away without hesitation.

Just as he was about to step out of the store, he suddenly stopped and, without looking back, spoke chillingly, "When you’re willing to accept Ji Wei, I might reconsider."

Watching her son’s indifferent figure leave, Nan Huiru’s heart felt a mix of emotions she couldn’t describe.

So, if she refused to acknowledge Ji Wei’s position as his wife, Mo Qian intended to keep ignoring her indefinitely?