Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Filling My Mouth with Dog Food

"Have you gotten anything out of him?" Mo Qian asked.

"This guy has a tough mouth. Even after we beat him half to death, he refuses to reveal the mastermind behind it."

"Everyone has a weakness. If he won’t talk, it’s likely he hasn’t faced something that truly terrifies him." Mo Qian spoke slowly, his eyes flickering with a chilling intensity. "No matter the method, make sure he gives up the person behind all this."

"Yes, Mr. Gu."

"Keep him alive after he confesses. I need him for something."

Preserving the scum’s life leaves no room for the person pulling the strings to make excuses.

After hanging up the call, Mo Qian walked back into the bedroom. He noticed Ji Wei was sleeping uneasily, fine beads of sweat decorating her forehead. He immediately grabbed a towel to gently wipe her dry, then pulled her back into his embrace.

He kissed her forehead, his heart softening endlessly with tenderness, holding her tightly with a deep sense of cherishing.

By this time, the faint light of dawn was creeping in outside the window.

When Ji Wei woke up the next morning, she opened her eyes but did not see Mo Qian.

A faint sense of disappointment rose in her chest. Turning her head, she saw Sister Zhang standing by the bedside.

with a warm smile, "Miss

"Where’s Mo Qian?"

Since your arm is injured, he asked me to

is making

Wei’s eyes widened instantly. She even suspected she

get up now, or rest for a little longer?" Sister Zhang asked respectfully,

"I’ll get up now."

and began to prop herself up. Sister Zhang quickly

Ji Wei washed up, got dressed, and

was truly in the kitchen, Ji Wei walked straight toward

as she stepped into the dining room, she saw Mo Qian walking out from the kitchen with a bowl of steaming

a beige knitted sweater and matching casual pants. His tall and upright figure was accented by an apron adorned with

cold and imposing

was utterly

hungry, aren’t you?

with a gentle tone as he pulled the chair out

early in the morning left Ji Wei somewhat

Qian took off the apron, handed it casually to Sister Zhang, then

bowl of lean pork congee in front of her, Ji Wei reached for the spoon, eager to take a bite

edge of the spoon, Mo Qian snatched it away