Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 740: Pierced by a Bullet in an Instant
Ji Wei suddenly remembered that it had been a long time since she last saw Zimei. So during this period, was Ye Cheng with Zimei?
"Lie down. I’ll come after I finish freshening up... to keep you company and sleep." Mo Qian held her hand and guided her onto the bed.
To keep you company and sleep.
Those few words successfully pulled Ji Wei’s attention back. She looked up, startled, at Mo Qian. His eyes carried a faint smile, and his clean, handsome features appeared exceptionally attractive under the warm yellow light. She couldn’t help but pause for a moment.
When she came to her senses, she realized she was already lying on the bed, covered by the blanket Mo Qian had tucked over her.
Ji Wei raised her gaze to watch the man walking toward the bathroom, a sweet feeling swelling in her heart. Contentedly, she closed her eyes with a joyful smile.
Mo Qian entered the bathroom and casually locked the door behind him.
He then walked to the sink and turned on the faucet; the sound of running water filled the room. But Mo Qian didn’t start washing his face.
With elegant movements, he rolled up the sleeve of his left arm. Then, with his slender, distinct fingers, he opened a hidden compartment nearby and retrieved a syringe and a vial of medication.
Skillfully, he filled the syringe with the liquid and inserted the needle into his pale arm.
The faint sting made his brow furrow slightly, and a deep and unreadable look flickered in his eyes. Mo Qian quickly finished the injection, silently stashing everything back into the hidden compartment, leaving no trace.
The sound of water still trickling from the bathroom offered Ji Wei a sense of comfort. Lying on the bed, she fell asleep not long after closing her eyes.
Mo Qian exited the bathroom and walked straight to the bedside, stopping there.
The woman on the bed was sleeping with her face turned outward, her delicate features serene, her long lashes trembling slightly, her breathing soft and steady.
Mo Qian’s lips curved into a subtle smile. He reached down to pull the sliding summer blanket back over her body. Then his tall figure leaned forward slightly, inching closer to the fair face of the sleeping woman, casting a shadow over her from above.
His thin lips gently pressed against Ji Wei’s tender lips, lingering and softly nibbling, but afraid to wake the woman from her dreams. He restrained himself as much as possible, tasting briefly before lifting his lips away.
Straightening up, Mo Qian deeply gazed at Ji Wei one last time before briskly walking out to the balcony.
Under the moonlight, his tall and lean silhouette radiated an imposing aura. Holding a phone to his ear, he spoke quietly to the person on the other end of the call.
His eyes were dark and unfathomable, enveloped in a bottomless black...
The Ji Family’s villa.
Ji Shanshan had just finished applying a face mask. She sat on the edge of the bed, flipping through photos on her phone of the separation agreement with gleeful satisfaction.
She couldn’t be more pleased.
Ji Wei, who would’ve imagined you’d end up like this?
You once loved Brother Mo Qian so passionately, as if the heavens themselves were moved. Yet, in the end, you’re heading toward separation and divorce, aren’t you?
Haha, the opportunity came, and it’s unstoppable!
Having climbed her way to the top by attaching herself to Mo Qian, the most prestigious figure in Rongcheng, Ji Shanshan felt like she had reached the pinnacle of her life! Soon, Ji Wei would be nothing but a pitiful wretch crushed under her feet, never to rise again!
Tomorrow, she would deliver the separation agreement straight to Mo Qian. Ji Wei, as lucky as you were to survive without dying, your good days have come to an end...
Ji Shanshan delightedly plotted her plan, setting down her phone with immense satisfaction as she turned off the lights to sleep.
Perhaps because she was too excited from her apparent victory, Ji Shanshan couldn’t fall asleep for a while. Lying in the darkness, her eyes remained wide open, a wicked and intense flicker passing through them.
Suddenly, in the silent bedroom, a loud gunshot rang out!
Bang!
The vase on the bedside table was instantly shattered by the bullet, emitting a crisp sound of breaking porcelain.
