Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 33 When This Man Gets Gentle, It Can Be Lethal

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Chapter 33: Chapter 33 When This Man Gets Gentle, It Can Be Lethal

Watching the servants move her belongings out piece by piece, Ji Shanshan collapsed to the floor as the once tidy room became a wreck in an instant.

At this moment, she finally understood the stark disparity between herself and Ji Wei.

Ji Wei had always been at the pinnacle of Rongcheng’s socialite circle, the brightest and most cherished one.

Even with her capricious temperament, Ji Wei had the privilege of acting with impunity. She was the legitimate granddaughter of the Ji Family and the only daughter of the current Ji Family CEO, Ji Yunting. She was proud, indulged, and unattainable...

But what about her, Ji Shanshan? Just a pitiful soul abandoned by her father, struggling to survive under another’s roof.

"Heh... heh... heh..."

Overwhelmed by anger, Ji Shanshan laughed wickedly, her voice filled with hatred.

She glared at Ji Wei’s departing figure, her eyes blazing with fury, her nails clawing fiercely at the floor, producing sharp, grating sounds.

One scrape, then another, and yet another.

Hatred burned deeply in her heart, leaving an indelible mark that could never be erased.

Ji Wei, I will make sure you fall from your pedestal. I’ll see you shattered into pieces!

After Ji Wei left, Mo Qian immediately pulled out his phone and called Ye Cheng.

"Are you still out drinking with Nan Feng?"

Mo Qian spoke in a calm tone.

"Stop beating around the bush. Just say it—what’s the matter?"

Ye Cheng knew Mo Qian’s personality all too well. Someone as cold and reserved as him wouldn’t just make a random call to check on their drinking status.

So Ye Cheng skipped past the pleasantries and asked directly.

Mo Qian didn’t bother dragging it out either and said in a solemn voice, "I want to ask you for a favor..."

...

When Ji Wei walked in, Mo Qian had just finished his call.

While he had been on the phone, he had clearly heard the commotion in the hallway. Knowing Ji Wei could handle her conflict with Ji Shanshan on her own, he hadn’t intervened.

He looked at her and softly asked, "Are you okay?"

Falling out with the sister she once adored, Ji Wei felt far from okay.

Ji Wei forced a weak smile in response.

Mo Qian’s eyes shifted slightly. He walked over and pulled her gently into his arms.

Ji Wei didn’t resist; she rested her head quietly against his warm, broad shoulder, her eyes rimmed with red.

Feeling her body tremble faintly in his embrace, like a delicate and pitiable kitten, Mo Qian’s expression filled with distress. He gently patted her back, offering silent comfort.

After a long while, Ji Wei finally lifted her head, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and smiled at him, saying, "I’m fine now." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Mo Qian took her hand and guided her to the bed to sit down.

"You don’t need to worry about the qipao; I’ll handle it," Mo Qian said softly, his gaze tender as a spring breeze.

Ji Wei nodded quietly.

"Alright, don’t overthink it. Lie down, get some sleep, and let go of everything that’s troubling you."

As he spoke, Mo Qian helped her lie down and thoughtfully pulled the blanket over her to keep her from catching cold.

Ji Wei lay quietly, her gaze unblinking as she stared at Mo Qian.

This man’s tenderness could be utterly disarming.

"Aren’t you going to sleep?" After a moment, she asked.

"I’ll take a shower. Your stomach’s feeling uncomfortable, so don’t wait for me—just rest," Mo Qian said, lifting his hand to brush aside the stray strands of hair falling across her forehead. His movements were tender, his eyes brimming with affection.

Ji Wei looked at him, gazing as if she couldn’t bring herself to look away.

If it weren’t for Mo Qian, she couldn’t imagine what starting over in this lifetime would have been like. She would likely have been unable to escape her misfortune.

"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing her stare at him absentmindedly, Mo Qian curled his lips into a faint smile and asked.

"I’m thinking about you."

Ji Wei blurted out without hesitation.