Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Can’t I, the Director of This Project, Come Here?

Mo Qian gently started removing Ji Wei’s jacket, followed by her underwear.

When his hand touched the strap of her bra, he suddenly froze in place. His gaze inadvertently swept across the soft rise and fall of her chest, and his eyes darkened slightly.

But when he noticed the little woman sleeping so deeply, her breathing light, he couldn’t bear to wake her.

Mo Qian let out a silent sigh of restraint, then carefully removed her bra and changed her into sleepwear.

Next, he lifted the blanket and lay down as well, reaching out to pull the soft, delicate body beside him into his arms. Holding her with infinite tenderness, he drifted off into a dream.

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Early the next morning, as she needed to head to the project command site in the west of the city, Ji Wei naturally woke up early.

When she opened her eyes, she realized she was still being held tightly in Mo Qian’s embrace. For fear of disturbing her sleep during the night, Mo Qian had remained in the same position, simply cradling her closely.

Looking at the man as he slept, Ji Wei couldn’t help but smile.

quietly got out of bed and

the time she finished freshening up and came out, she saw Mo Qian had also awakened. He was propping himself up on one hand, lying on his side, quietly

morning, Mrs. Gu,"

Mr. Gu," she

man, enveloping him in a gentle glow. His refined and handsome face appeared even more strikingly beautiful in the

Wei stared dumbly at her dashing husband, her heart

two

west of the city would mean passing by Gu Group. When the Maybach arrived at the Gu Mansion,

Ji Wei was still making use of the time to

streets, and entertainment zones—had yet to begin

were causing

stop at the entrance

of the design plans with the project designer when her eyes suddenly lit up at the

Qian’s car! Could it be

being temporarily assigned to this site, she wouldn’t get the chance to see

she still held

set down the blueprints and, ignoring the designer’s surprised