"It hurts to even think of how much time has been wasted, time which should have been spent in countless moments like these," Tang mused regretfully.
Later that evening at Wei's residence
"You are finally back," Wei's mother greeted him caustically.
"I am tired. I am going up to my room," Wei told her, and walked towards the ornate spiralling staircase, without breaking his stride.
She followed him with a frown. Ever since Mei Zhen's call few hours ago, she had tried to dig up as much as she could on Jia Li. A complicated past with the Xie heir, recent divorce and virtually no social standing, the girl was totally unsuitable for her only son. There was no way that she would let that gold digger get her claws into her house.
