Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 55: The person who locked up Miss Ji last night, I know him

Xi Nanfeng came out holding a bowl of porridge and an egg. He glanced around and noticed that neither Mo Qian nor Ye Cheng were there. He asked in surprise, "Where did those two run off to? I was only gone for a moment, and now they can’t wait to sneak off and get all lovey-dovey? I’ve always suspected their relationship is no ordinary one. We were supposed to be the Rongcheng Iron Triangle, but here I am getting left out? No, I have to go check this out!"

Xi Nanfeng set the bowl of porridge down, grabbed the egg, and was about to rush out of the dining room.

Ji Wei hurriedly stopped him: "Second Young Master Xi, they’re probably discussing some serious matters. It wouldn’t be appropriate for you to interrupt now, would it?"

"Serious matters?" Xi Nanfeng looked astonished. "Ye Cheng came straight to me, saying he wanted to visit you, but now he’s off whispering secrets with Old Mo. Suspicious, very suspicious! They must be hiding something from me!"

"Maybe, but I think Mr. Ye must have his reasons for doing this."

Though unwilling, Xi Nanfeng finally pulled out a chair and sat down.

He took a sip of the porridge and frowned, saying, "Why does this porridge taste like nothing at all? Did someone forget the salt?"

Ji Wei swallowed a mouthful of saliva and replied, "Mo Qian made this porridge."

He must have intentionally made it lighter, knowing that she was physically weak.

"What did you say?" Xi Nanfeng looked stupefied. "He really made this porridge himself? I never thought I’d live to see the day I could eat food cooked by Old Mo. What an unbelievable stroke of luck!"

With that, Xi Nanfeng buried his head and slurped the entire bowl of porridge clean in one go.

"It’s a little bland, sure, but still pretty tasty. For something personally made by Old Mo, this is a once-in-a-decade opportunity. I’ll go get myself another bowl!"

Holding the empty bowl, Xi Nanfeng cheerfully bolted toward the kitchen.

Ji Wei: "..."

Two men, one a chatterbox and the other taciturn—how on earth did Mo Qian end up befriending these two oddballs?

Inside the study.

Mo Qian walked to the wine cabinet, chose a bottle of fine red wine, poured it into two glasses, and handed one to Ye Cheng.

Mo Qian raised his wine glass and clinked glasses with Ye Cheng. The two stood in the golden morning light, tall and elegant.

One was absurdly handsome, the other a devilish charmer.

Taking a small sip of the wine, Mo Qian spoke slowly, "Go on, what’s the matter?"

Ye Cheng stared at the dark red liquid swirling in his glass for several seconds and then suddenly lifted his phoenix eyes: "I know the person who locked Miss Ji away last night."

Mo Qian’s hand stiffened, and he looked at Ye Cheng in shock.

The owner of Zimei Club wasn’t someone you could meet casually, but given Ye Cheng’s status as a top-tier agent, it wasn’t surprising he’d be acquainted.

However, Mo Qian understood that the ’acquaintance’ Ye Cheng was referring to was far from ordinary.

"What’s your connection to Zimei?" he asked.

Ye Cheng’s expression darkened, and he didn’t answer.

For the first time, Mo Qian saw such an expression on Ye Cheng’s face. Ye Cheng, a dazzling agent who practically ruled half of the entertainment industry—why would a man like him show this kind of emotion?

Mo Qian faintly suspected that there was a story between Ye Cheng and Zimei.

"Do you want me not to pursue last night’s incident?"

Mo Qian fell silent for a moment and suddenly asked, his tone inscrutable.

Ye Cheng glanced at him, "Yes, and no."

After a pause, he continued, "Zimei and I are a thing of the past. I don’t want you to confront her because it might be a trap she’s set to get close to me again. However, the person who wanted to harm Miss Ji wasn’t Zimei, as I’m sure you already know."

"You also understand that I would never let those who hurt Ji Wei off the hook."

Mo Qian’s face darkened, and his tone became resolute: "Even if Zimei isn’t the mastermind, any accomplices won’t escape punishment." ƒгeewёbnovel.com