Chapter 429: Chapter 429

After settling the bill, Mo Qian moved towards the edge of the crowd.

He carried a shopping bag stuffed to the brim, yet walked with the grace and confidence of a runway model. Ji Wei watched him approach as if admiring a stunning view, her mood exceptionally buoyant.

She reached out to help him carry the shopping bag, but Mo Qian grasped her hand with one swift motion. "You only need to hold my hand," he said.

Ji Wei’s heart felt as sweet as if she’d tasted honey. She tilted her face upwards to smile at him, her eyes curving like crescent moons.

Not long after they returned home with the groceries, Ji Yunli arrived.

Since it was the father-in-law’s first personal visit, Mo Qian naturally accompanied him the entire time, showing Ji Yunli around the place.

Ji Wei wanted to help Aunt Zhu prepare the hotpot, but Aunt Zhu refused. Ultimately, unable to resist Ji Wei’s insistence, she allowed her to help with washing the vegetables.

Once her task was done, Ji Wei couldn’t find Mo Qian or her father anywhere. She decided to head upstairs and discovered them on the second-floor balcony.

"Oh, so you two are here."

She poked her head out from behind the door, ready to step onto the balcony, when suddenly she heard a loud *clang* in the corner nearby.

Ji Wei turned her head and saw a cardboard box overturned on the ground. Milk’s fuzzy little head emerged from the box, its paws clutching a pink plush ball.

Milk spotted Ji Wei and, abandoning the plush ball, dashed toward her, rubbing against her legs affectionately.

Ji Wei froze in place as if under a spell, standing there in a daze for a few seconds before she finally reacted.

She had absolutely no time to pay attention to Milk. In a flash, she darted over and began frantically stuffing the scattered items back into the box, so nervous that her palms broke out in a sweat.

The box contained the adult products she’d secretly bought—items she’d intended to stash in the corner of the balcony away from Mo Qian’s eyes. Now Milk had turned the box into its play area!

Everything was scattered everywhere!

Ji Wei had no idea what she grabbed, but the sudden noise startled her enough to throw the item back into the box as if it were burning coal. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs Novᴇl_Fire(.)net

Keeping her head down, she didn’t dare look at Ji Yunli’s expression. She just wanted to clean up quickly and make her escape.

Unfortunately, Milk, suddenly in high spirits, picked up the amorous pink plush ball again, batting it around expertly with its tiny paws.

"Milk, that’s not a toy for you. Give it to me!"

Ji Wei sternly scolded the cat, reaching out to snatch the ball away.

Ji Yunli, who had been stunned for a long while, finally snapped out of it and asked, "Little Wei, what are these things?"

Ji Wei was still wrestling the pink plush ball away from Milk. Hearing him speak, she froze, standing still for a few seconds before awkwardly explaining, "These... These are toys I bought for Milk, haha."

With a hard tug, she finally retrieved the plush ball from Milk’s grip. Feeling a wave of relief, Ji Wei exhaled quietly.

Ji Yunli’s face held an expression of confusion. Hadn’t she just said the cat wasn’t allowed to play with them?

When Ji Yunli looked up again, Ji Wei had already picked up the box and bolted towards the bedroom.

She shoved the box under the bed and finally breathed a sigh of relief, sitting at the edge of the bed to lament.

What had she been thinking when she impulsively bought a whole box of adult products? Hopefully, Dad hadn’t figured out what those things were, or she’d die of embarrassment.

Ji Wei sat there, disheveled and flustered, for quite a while. Just as she was about to get up, there was a noise by the door. She instinctively tensed up.

Seeing Mo Qian enter, Ji Wei instantly relaxed again.

"Where’s Dad?" she asked.

"In the living room. He said he’d like to watch the news for a bit."

Mo Qian walked over toward her.

"He... probably didn’t recognize what I was holding just now, right?" Ji Wei asked nervously, her cheeks flushing slightly.

If Dad figured out what those things were, her dignity would be thoroughly annihilated.

Mo Qian’s gentle voice carried a hint of raspiness, though Ji Wei didn’t notice. She was still covering her face in disarray, muttering, "This box is dangerous. I’ll throw it out tomorrow!"