Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 241: Chapter 241 A figure was thrown out, emitting a wretched cry of pain

Qin Sixue stared at Ji Wei with a hint of shock.

This was a question she had never considered.

She had known Xi Nanfeng for a long time and had seen him many times at family gatherings. At that time, she was extremely gentle and shy, even afraid to talk to Xi Nanfeng much.

But every time Xi Nanfeng appeared, her gaze could never leave him.

Later, Qin Sixue discovered that Xi Nanfeng liked frequenting bars, heating things up with those bold and provocative women, and she began thinking to herself—maybe she’s not the type Brother Nanfeng likes, which is why he never paid her any mind.

After that, she changed herself completely, transforming from a good girl into a rebellious young woman who often hung out in nightclubs. noveldrama

She would often get drunk and look for Xi Nanfeng, occupy his bed to sleep, confess to him, and cause numerous ridiculous situations.

Eventually, her parents forced her to study abroad, sending her away for three whole years.

Today, in fact, was her first day back in the country after those three years.

The yacht was speeding toward the shore, and the gunfire that had vanished without a trace suddenly rang out again!

The sound startled everyone on the yacht into turning their heads simultaneously.

Ji Wei glanced back and immediately saw someone being tossed out of a third-floor window on the cruise ship, letting out a terrible scream.

Was it Gu Moqian?!

Ji Wei’s heart clenched tightly, and she stared fixedly at the window, a wave of unprecedented panic tearing through her.

She didn’t dare imagine what she would do if Gu Moqian were truly hurt... how would she go on living?

Unable to control herself, Ji Wei moved toward the edge of the yacht, her trembling hands pulling a life vest from nearby and clumsily putting it on.

Seeing what Ji Wei was attempting to do, Xi Nanfeng quickly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist firmly. "Ji Wei, what are you trying to do? It’s dangerous up there right now."

Ji Wei froze in her actions, raised her eyes to look at Xi Nanfeng, her expression unusually sharp and serious: "Mo Qian is up there. I can’t just leave him. He is my husband, the one closest to me."

Anyone would feel compelled to stay with their loved ones, wouldn’t they? Even knowing they faced a hailstorm of bullets ahead, they’d risk their lives without hesitation.

Xi Nanfeng hesitated for only a few seconds before speaking, "I’ll go with you."

His own close brother was up there as well.

"No, you have to make sure Miss Qin gets back safely," Ji Wei said, looking at him.

Qin Sixue stood silently behind the two, not saying a word.

Xi Nanfeng slowly released her hand. "If Old Mo finds out that I let you go back, he’ll carve me into pieces."

That remark counted as his reluctant consent for her to leave.

Ji Wei had already strapped the life vest tightly around herself. She smiled lightly at Xi Nanfeng, "Thank you, Second Young Master."

...

The sea in late autumn was even colder than she had imagined. Wearing the life vest, Ji Wei suppressed her trembling as much as possible and paddled swiftly toward the cruise ship.

The yacht behind her grew farther and farther away. On the dark sea without any lights, Ji Wei had only one thought—to return to Gu Moqian’s side.

She had already died once; she could not let this life pass with any regrets left behind!

When she finally climbed back onto the edge of the cruise ship, Ji Wei’s face, drained pale from her prolonged immersion in the seawater, broke into a faint smile.

She leaned against the railing to catch her breath briefly, then crouched down and hurriedly headed inside the ship.

The entire cruise ship was pitch dark except for a faint light emanating from a room on the third floor. Ji Wei carefully navigated through the darkness, feeling her way upstairs.

The thick scent of blood in the air made her nauseous, but she fought to hold it back. Every step she took was meticulously cautious, avoiding making any noise or exposing her presence.

As she ascended the stairs, she saw no one along the way. In the shadows, her eyes strained wide open, her nerves on edge as she approached the third floor.

Just as she stepped onto the third-floor landing, a pair of hands suddenly shot out from the nearby shadows, grabbing hold of her and pulling her with force.