Ling Ling's expression flinched slightly as she tried to withdraw her hand.
"Don't move." Ji Wei's tone was exceptionally stern, and Ling Ling dared not move again.
The bruises on Ling Ling's body were clearly not limited to her arm. Before Ling Ling could react, Ji Wei swiftly pulled down the collar of her shirt, revealing purplish-blue marks on her chest as well.
Ji Wei's pupils contracted sharply, and she asked in a grave voice, "These were done by Nan Huiru's men, weren't they?"
Ling Ling hurriedly reached up to pull her shirt collar tightly, her head lowered, remaining silent.
Even though Ling Ling said nothing, Ji Wei already understood what was going on.
Other than Nan Huiru's bodyguards, who else would dare treat Ling Ling like this? Ling Ling was her personal assistant; Nan Huiru's overt targeting of her was clearly meant as a warning to Ji Wei.
A warning to know when to back down and to leave Gu Moqian?
Absolutely impossible!
