Cai Wenxi spoke up softly, "I'm not his fiancée. You may call me Wenxi."
Zhang Ming's face contorted with frustration, a surge of disrespect coursing through him. He turned towards Cai Wenxi with a stern tone, "Shut up! Our marriage is already set in stone. Or do you want me to report your behavior to Uncle Cai?"
Cai Wenxi bit her lip, her silence speaking volumes, as the threat hung heavy in the air.
Zhang Wei, however, couldn't stand idly by, his brows deeply furrowed. "What kind of man raises his voice against a woman?"
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Hypocrisy fell on its own sword, and duplicity slunk away in embarrassment, as everyone present was left in stunned silence by Zhang Wei's sudden display of righteousness.
Their eyes darted between Zhang Wei, the now-quiet Zhang Ming, and the contemplative Cai Wenxi. Even Xie Meirong, her hand over her mouth, couldn't hide her surprise, her eyes twitching with confusion.
