How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 481 The Most Disliked Actress's Mother in the Entertainment Industry (93)
It's not surprising that Zhu Wen asked such a question.

What's strange is Xie Ji.

Uncle Xie, who is usually reserved and aloof, actually asked for a gift?

Zhai Ling was in a daze, but she felt that she could see a happy smile on Xie Ji's calm face.

She couldn't help but glance in her mother's direction, seeing Zhu Wen's gentle smile and Xie Ji's gaze frequently falling on her...

Zhai Ling felt she understood.

"Of course we're prepared!"

She took out the two boxes that were hidden in her clothes pocket.

The gift given to Zhu Wen was a pair of antique silver earrings. The earrings featured ancient totems and were adorned with a row of tassels that shimmered like water when swaying. The earrings had a somewhat exaggerated design and a mysterious feel reminiscent of ethnic minorities.

The gift given to Xie Ji was a pair of cufflinks, not very big, but the totems on them were exactly the same as the pair Zhu Wen had given him.

Zhai Ling made this arrangement because she liked the totem.

But now, she's making a point of emphasizing it—

"...They're the same!"

They practically said "couple's style" out loud.

Zhu Wen and Xie Ji exchanged a glance unconsciously.

Zhu Wen raised an eyebrow:

"Really? It's quite pretty."

She showed no sign of resistance and immediately put on the earrings.

Xie Ji's lips curved upwards again as he changed his cufflinks.

They ate at the same table and wore the same gifts.

This stirred an uncontrollable, secret joy within Xie Ji.

Xie Huan and Zhai Ling, who had been observing from the side, quietly moved closer.

The two sisters communicated silently with their eyes—

'Uncle Xie is too innocent.'

Please forgive an old man who has never been in a relationship.

"I get it, this is what happens when an old house catches fire."

What an absolutely beautiful love story!

'...'

The sisters' eyes kept flashing with mischievous smiles.

Zhu Wen noticed this and deliberately asked:

What are you talking about?

"No! It's nothing!"

Zhai Ling and Xie Huan both denied it.

Fearing that Zhu Wen would continue to press for answers, the two women quickly helped ladle out the soup.

"Hurry up and eat, or the food will get cold."

"Have you forgotten that this table has a heating plate?"

Zhu Wen chuckled as he exposed their clumsy lies, and seeing the two of them awkwardly touching their noses, he didn't say anything more.

Xie Ji was clearly unaware that the two girls were teasing him; he simply stepped in to offer some advice.
"The atmosphere is great today. It's been a while since we've all gotten together. How about we have a few drinks?"

Zhai Ling and Xie Huan were eager to take this opportunity to back down, and nodded repeatedly.

Zhu Wen agreed.

Xie Ji then called the housekeeper and asked him to fetch a bottle of red wine from the wine cellar.

Before long, the red wine was not only delivered, but it was also decanted to its optimal state.

The ruby-red wine swirls gently in a clear glass vessel, refracting a mesmerizing luster under the crystal chandelier.

A subtle aroma of wine lingers in this small space, enhancing the atmosphere.

During the meal, everyone chatted and laughed, and before they knew it, they had drunk three whole bottles of red wine.

Xie Ji drank the most, at least half of it.

You can tell he's really happy!
"I'm going to the restroom."

Xie Ji got up and left temporarily.

He walked steadily, without any sign of anything amiss.

After he left, he didn't return for a full ten minutes before Zhu Wen realized something was wrong.

Why hasn't he come back yet?

"...Oh no! Uncle must be drunk!"

Xie Huan belatedly realized this.

Zhu Wen found it unbelievable and looked down at his wine glass:

"Drunk?"

A bottle and a half of red wine... well, that's not a small amount.

In Zhu Wen's memory, Xie Ji was someone who was always at ease.

She had never seen him drunk and couldn't imagine what he would be like. Xie Huan could only ask Zhu Wen:

"Aunt Zhu, why don't you go and see him?"

Zhu Wen has some doubts:

"Don't we have a housekeeper and assistant? We also have a housekeeper at home..."

She finally gave in to Xie Huan's pleading gaze.

"Okay, let me see."

She walked in the direction Xie Ji had left.

There are two restrooms in this direction. Zhu Wen wasn't sure which one Xie Ji went to, so he had to ask each one.

The brightly lit bathroom did not respond to her calls.

Could it be that Xie Ji has already left and is not here?
Zhu Wen was about to head back when he asked the housekeeper to check the security camera footage in the hallway.

Suddenly, a subtle ripple appeared in the air around her.

Zhu Wen paused for a moment, and before the other person could wrap their arms around her, she turned the tables and took the initiative.

In the blink of an eye, the tall Xie Ji was forcefully pressed against the wall by Zhu Wen, who was a head shorter.

He didn't resist at all, but instead relaxed his shoulders and looked down at her.

His usually aloof pupils were now brimming with the surging waters of spring.

That look in his eyes was incredibly gentle.

At that moment, Zhu Wen's hand was gripping his vulnerable neck.

With Zhu Wen's strength, he could easily take Xie Ji's life with just a little effort.

However, Xie Ji did not show any sign of being on guard or anything else.

Quite the opposite.

He actually raised his chin, revealing his vulnerable neck.

It's like saying -

It wouldn't matter even if Zhu Wen broke his neck.

He would give everything for her, even his life.

Zhu Wen's eyes flickered slightly:

"What are you doing?"

Xie Ji, having drunk alcohol, moved somewhat slowly.

"I'm... confessing my feelings."

Zhu Wen was startled by his sudden bluntness:

"Huh? What did you say?"

Her incredulous gaze fell on Xie Ji, who misunderstood it as her not having heard.

So Xie Ji took the initiative to approach Zhu Wen and whispered in her ear:

"I said, I'm confessing my feelings to you."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, pausing between each word.

It was also ambiguous and tender, like having a piece of candy on the tip of your tongue.

Zhu Wen's heart was gently touched.

She sighed softly and pressed Xie Ji against the wall even harder.

Then, she tiptoed and kissed him.

Snowflakes were falling heavily outside.

This is the first heavy snowfall in Beijing this year.

It started raining at midnight and didn't stop until morning.

Xie Ji rubbed his throbbing temples, sat up in bed, and looked at the white expanse outside, still somewhat dazed.

The blanket beside me suddenly moved, as if someone was turning over.

Xie Ji froze instantly.

Scattered images flashed before his eyes, making him doubt his own memory.

But the extra warmth around him reminded him that it was all real.

Xie Ji turned his neck somewhat stiffly...

"you're awake?"

Zhu Wen opened his sleepy eyes and sat up.

The blanket slid down her skin, revealing her upper body in a slip dress.

Several red marks appeared on his shoulders and neck, causing Xie Ji's pupils to shrink.

Zhu Wen glanced outside:
"It's snowing. Oh right, it started last night."

Xie Ji still did not react, his pupils trembling wildly.

It was winter, after all, and even though the heating was on inside, Zhu Wen still grabbed his bathrobe and draped it over his shoulders.

She looked at Xie Ji with a half-smile:

"What? You've forgotten everything?"