Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 194: Chapter 194 Miss Ling Was Injured

The moment Xi Nanfeng was ordered to get out of the car by Gu Moqian, he stood by the car door, intending to protest with a: "Old Mo, this is just too much—"

But he hadn’t had the chance to finish the phrase "too much," when the silver-gray Maybach roared its engine and sped off without the slightest hesitation. f.r e\ewebnov(e)(l).c om

Staring at the car’s dust trail rising faintly in the air, Xi Nanfeng stood there, his whole body frozen as though petrified, his face showcasing a wonderfully complex expression.

As the car drove off, Ji Wei remarked, "Actually, Second Young Master Xi showing up last night was quite timely. Otherwise, I would’ve been discovered by Zhu Ming’an long ago."

"Hmm, I’m not denying his contribution. But making that kind of joke at my expense—absolutely not."

After a pause, Gu Moqian added, "Do you think leaving him stranded by the roadside means he can’t find a way back? He’s the young master of the Xi Family."

That was true.

Ji Wei let the matter of Xi Nanfeng drop, resting her head against Gu Moqian’s chest while fiddling with the intricate cufflinks on his sleeve. "Moqian, just now at the Zhu Family, when the Zimei Club incident was mentioned, was it Zhu Jianian who instructed that I be locked in the underground wine cellar back then?"

She’d wanted to ask earlier but couldn’t find the chance.

Back when the underground wine cellar ordeal happened, she had suspected Ji Chuyang. But later, Gu Moqian dismissed that suspicion. Never had she imagined that the real mastermind behind it all would be Zhu Jianian!

Gu Moqian glanced down at the woman in his arms and gave a simple "Hmm," pulling her closer without elaborating further. free\NovelFire.c o(m)

That incident was already in the past, and he didn’t want her to relive the awful memories of that night.

Ji Wei fell silent.

The extent of Zhu Jianian’s cruelty was beyond anything she could have anticipated. Even before they’d ever crossed paths, she had been ruthless enough to make a brutal move! Thinking about it now, Zhu Jianian’s current misfortune was entirely her own doing—she deserved no sympathy at all!

After getting out of the car, the two walked hand in hand into the villa.

They hadn’t gone far when Ji Wei spotted Aunt Zhu standing in the hallway near the living room, her expression filled with worry.

Recalling how Aunt Zhu had helped her escape from her room the night before, Ji Wei’s chest suddenly tightened. Had Nan Huiru made things difficult for Aunt Zhu?

She quickly walked up and called out, "Aunt Zhu."

Seeing Ji Wei return, Aunt Zhu’s face lit up with relief and joy. But just as she was about to say something, her gaze darted to Gu Moqian standing behind Ji Wei, and she became hesitant once more.

Ji Wei noticed that there was something Aunt Zhu wanted to say and pressed further, "Aunt Zhu, what’s wrong?"

After some deliberation, Aunt Zhu finally decided to speak. "Miss Ling... Miss Ling was... was injured. Mrs. Nan wouldn’t let me call a doctor, and now she’s still lying in the bedroom."

"When did this happen?" Ji Wei, unaware that Ling Ling had been beaten last night, reacted with shock. "Take me to see her immediately!"

The room was quiet.

When Ji Wei pushed the door open and entered, she saw Ling Ling propping herself up, trying to reach a glass of water on the nearby table.

Rushing forward, Ji Wei quickly grabbed the glass and handed it to her.

"Madam, you’re back. I’m so glad to see you’re alright..."

Ling Ling’s face revealed no clear signs of injury except for a slight pallor. But upon seeing Ji Wei, her expression brightened with joy, as though she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Sitting at the bedside, Ji Wei’s expression turned serious and stern. "Ling Ling, tell me where you were hurt."

Ling Ling’s hand, wrapped around the glass, froze for a moment. Instinctively, she tried to pull away, her gaze evasive as she replied, "No, I’m not hurt. I just caught a bit of a cold this morning."

Ji Wei didn’t believe a word of it.

Before she could press the issue further, Aunt Zhu, who had been standing to the side, couldn’t hold back any longer and spoke up, her voice filled with worry. "Miss Ling, Madam is here now. Stop pretending you’re fine. Last night, those two bodyguards gave you such a brutal beating—you’re definitely seriously injured. Otherwise, how could you not even get out of bed this morning?" noveldrama

Aunt Zhu hadn’t seen Ling Ling’s injuries firsthand, but she was convinced they weren’t minor.

Ling Ling hurriedly tried to explain, "Aunt Zhu, you’re mistaken. It’s really because I—"

Before she could finish, Ji Wei suddenly grabbed her other hand, the one not holding the glass, and pushed the sleeve up to her elbow.

Several bruises, vivid purple and green, were instantly exposed.