Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 893: Hooking Up with Another Woman Right After His Wife’s Funeral...

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

How could Mo Qian know about the things before her rebirth?

In her past life, she had very little interaction with him, at most a few business dealings. The only thing that left her feeling particularly unsettled was the time she brought a project proposal to ask him to transfer it to the Ji Family.

That evening, there was a dinner for the two of them, and she was the one who had invited Mo Qian. So at the table, she drank a lot. At that time, her head was fuzzy, and she wasn’t clear on what happened next.

Once she completely woke up, she found herself lying in her own bed, her whole body aching unbearably, as if she had been run over by a vehicle.

Back then, Ji Wei didn’t think much of it, assuming it was the result of drunkenly doing something out of the ordinary.

She still remembered that after getting up that day, she received a message from Mo Qian. The gist was: he agreed to let the Ji Family handle this project, and said he would temporarily go to Britain for a while, with no set date of return.

She replied with a thank you and wished him a safe journey, and that was all.

As a result, Mo Qian went to Britain and never came back, and the two had even less to do with each other, until the day she was reborn.

"Mo Qian, can we not joke about this? I have no recollection of what you’re talking about."

Ji Wei’s face suddenly turned pale, her voice trembling slightly as she forced a smile at him. But the smile tugged at the wound on the back of her head, making her smile very strained and stiff.

Ji Wei did not dare to admit that what Mo Qian was saying was true, afraid of exposing her rebirth.

If Mo Qian knew she called him the night of her rebirth because she foresaw what was to happen, he would definitely have a hard time accepting it...

"I should have come back sooner then." Those unbearable memories flooded back at this moment, his voice unusually hoarse, obviously trembling.

"If I had returned a bit earlier, you and the child would have been fine... I’m sorry, I’m so sorry..."

In her past life, the reason Mo Qian stayed in Britain was because Gu Zhizhou was in a car accident and lay unconscious in the hospital. The doctor had not determined that Gu Zhizhou would be in a vegetative state and said there was a greater chance he would wake up.

When Mo Qian learned that Ji Wei had died on the operating table due to difficult labor, he rushed back to Rongcheng like crazy, only to make it in time for her funeral.

The Ji Family cremated and buried Ji Wei the next day, as if in a hurry to cover something up.

At that time, Ji Yunli was critically ill in the hospital, and Old Madam Ji had been dead for more than a year... The Ji Family was in peril, and there was no one to question how a seemingly ordinary surgery could suddenly become a one-life-two-deaths situation?

Mo Qian remembered that on the day of the burial, the sky was gray, and it was raining. The Ji Family members all left the cemetery hurriedly to avoid the rain.

He held a black umbrella and got out of the car alone. After taking just a few steps, he saw Ji Chuyang approaching another black Bentley. A pair of pale arms stretched out from the car, impatiently pulling a man inside, and they began kissing passionately.

Through the car window, Mo Qian saw that the two of them were almost completely undressed.

His forehead veins bulged as he clenched his fists, his fingers making a cracking sound. His nails dug deeply into his flesh, but the pain in his palms couldn’t dissipate the agony and regret in his heart.

Just after attending his wife’s funeral and he’s having car sex with another woman, Ji Chuyang, you shameless scumbag!

What was wrong with him back then that he pushed Ji Wei towards such a devilish man?

Mo Qian’s eyes were bloodshot, his deep pupils filled with endless coldness, watching the entwined figures inside the car, dark, silent. His expression was clearly seeing them as two people about to die.