Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 4: Chapter 4 What are you going to do...

Mo Qian's back stiffened slightly. He lowered his gaze once more to the woman in his arms, a fleeting trace of astonishment flashing in his eyes.

Though she was his fiancée, their relationship was far from close—one could even say it was on the verge of collapse.

But tonight, Ji Wei seemed... different somehow.

At this moment, she lay obediently in his arms. Could it be solely because of the drug's effect?

But then, why did she actively call him for help?

Moreover, she actually remembered his phone number all along...

After the chaos at the hotel, compounded by the drug's lingering effects within her, Ji Wei felt her body alternating between waves of heat and cold. Her lips were drained of color, and she trembled, curling up in Mo Qian's embrace.

Mo Qian instinctively tightened his hold on her.

Her fevered body pressed tightly against his, and Mo Qian felt his throat tighten as an unease began creeping across his frame. A potent heat gathered within him, something stirring unwittingly in his lower abdomen...

On the surface, Mo Qian still looked stern and unyielding—the imposing and aloof image of the domineering CEO remained intact.

But in truth, he was enduring an immense struggle; faint beads of sweat had begun to form at his temples.

Around twenty minutes later, the silver-gray Maybach came to a steady stop at Shanshui Manor's gates.

Wei out of the car and strode swiftly into

waiting there, promptly disinfecting and rebandaging Ji Wei's

there any way to neutralize the drug she's taken?" Mo Qian suddenly

doctor shook his head slowly. "This type of drug has no antidote. If the effects cannot be released naturally, the only alternative is to suppress them gradually with cold

looked at the pale-faced woman lying on the bed,

could he bear to immerse her in cold

left, Mo Qian remained

I'll take care of Miss Gu Ji,"

over her personally," Mo

acknowledged softly and quietly exited the room, closing the door behind

Her brows furrowed, her entire body drenched in cold sweat, her hair dampened and

in such discomfort, Mo

strode into the bathroom, quickly

some relief,

hand reached out and gripped the large hand

"Want what?"

froze, his movements stiffening, his voice hoarse as

"I want... I want..."

didn't know exactly what she desired, only responding

damp hair clinging to her porcelain neck, while sweat seeped