Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 22: Want Me to Feed You?

As Ji Wei spoke, she tilted her head up, looking at Mo Qian: "Mo Qian, let’s just go upstairs. Aunt is old and can’t handle much agitation."

Mo Qian raised his eyebrows, the smile on his lips deepening.

His woman was truly getting more mischievous by the day.

But that was precisely what he liked.

This side of Ji Wei—vivid and full of life, as though adorned with stardust—firmly held his gaze.

Ji Yunxiang could only watch helplessly as their figures disappeared upstairs, her chest heaving with fury.

She was a senior, yet Ji Wei had humiliated her like this. It was absolutely intolerable!

"Madam, would you like some tea?"

A nearby servant cautiously handed over a teacup to Ji Yunxiang.

Unable to contain her anger, Ji Yunxiang reached out, intending to use the tea to suppress her boiling rage, but as soon as her fingers touched the edge of the cup, she shrank back from the searing heat.

"So hot! Are you trying to burn me to death?!"

Ji Yunxiang roared irately, raising her hand to knock the teacup onto the ground.

The servant was so frightened she dropped to her knees, ignoring the scalding tea splashing on her as she hurriedly apologized: "I’m sorry, Madam, I didn’t mean to..."

"Even a servant dares to disrespect me now? Ji Wei, just wait and see. We’ll settle this score, slowly but surely!"

As Ji Yunxiang spoke, she looked toward the staircase with her eyes ablaze with fury.

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Ji Wei led Mo Qian into her room.

"You... feel free to take a seat."

Ji Wei scratched her head, speaking with a hint of unease.

Mo Qian glanced at her, then suddenly spoke in an unhurried tone: "Ji Wei, I have some gifts in my car’s trunk for Grandma and the Ji Family members. Ask the servant to bring them up later."

Gifts? Had he already prepared for his visit to the Ji Family in advance and kept the gifts in the car this whole time?

Ji Wei stared at him in astonishment, a warm feeling rising in her heart. It took her a moment before she responded with a simple "Oh."

After speaking that single word, the air between them grew stagnant again.

It was her first time bringing a man into her private space, and Ji Wei truly didn’t know what to do.

But suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her lower abdomen. Ji Wei instinctively frowned and pressed her hand to her stomach.

Why did her stomach start hurting all of a sudden?

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Mo Qian turned his head and noticed Ji Wei still standing in place, her face pale, showing unmistakable discomfort.

He caught sight of her clutching her stomach, his eyes darkening immediately. Striding toward her with urgency, he asked, "What’s wrong?"

"My stomach hurts a little. I’ll be fine after resting for a bit," Ji Wei forced a lighthearted smile.

Mo Qian’s deep eyes scrutinized her face intently, his expression showing no signs of relaxation. The next moment, he took her hand and, without giving her a chance to object, guided her to the bed.

"Lie down properly. I’ll go downstairs to find something for the pain."

He pulled back the blanket and gently pushed her onto the bed, signaling her to lie down.

"No, that’s not appropriate. Grandma will be up in a bit," Ji Wei attempted to object.

Seeing the hesitation in Ji Wei’s expression, Mo Qian suddenly curved his lips into a smile. Leaning close to her ear, he murmured, "Can’t bear to see me leave, hmm?"

Ji Wei’s face flushed crimson in an instant, and she stammered with an embarrassed laugh, "No, definitely not..."

Mo Qian stretched out his hand and gently ruffled her soft hair, "Wait for me."

With that, he turned and left the bedroom.

Ji Wei hadn’t yet recovered her senses when Mo Qian pushed the door open once more, returning with a box of painkillers in his hand.

He poured a glass of water, took out two pills, and brought them to her lips. "Take them."

Ji Wei eyed the dark-colored pills uneasily, wrinkling her nose in hesitation.

Since she was young, not only did she fear pain, but she also disliked taking medicine. Unless absolutely necessary, she would avoid it at all costs.

Noting her reluctance, Mo Qian’s gaze deepened, and a teasing smile tugged at his lips. "Want me to feed you?"