Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 129: Chapter 129 She Won’t Even Let Go of Her Hand...

"I... I’m here to discuss something with Director Ji, but she seems to not be in her office. I’ll come back later to look for her."

Zhu Jianian hastily finished speaking and hurriedly fled in embarrassment.

Ling Ling watched her retreating, disheveled figure, the corners of her mouth curling into a mocking grin.

Zhu Jianian’s voice was overheard by the two people inside the office. Without even needing to look, Ji Wei could already imagine the utterly mortified expression Jianian must have had when caught in the act of spying.

Ji Wei replayed the scene in her mind, then covered her mouth with her hand and laughed lightly. "Your childhood sweetheart seems to have misunderstood what we were doing."

Mo Qian looked at the woman laughing charmingly in front of him, then suddenly bent down and scooped her up from the chair, placing her onto the desk.

Ji Wei was completely stunned by his sudden action. Only when the man propped his hands on either side of her body and leaned in close, his deep, dark eyes fixed steadily on her, did she snap out of it. "Mo Qian, what are you trying to do...?"

He leaned close to her ear, his voice soft and laced with endless enticement. "Confirm the misunderstanding we were just accused of."

abruptly,

Qian firmly grasped her slender wrist. In the next instant, his thin lips captured her delicate, fair earlobe in

made Ji Wei’s body

the smooth curve of her ear down to her neck, and then

of Ji Wei’s white blouse already had two buttons undone, which made it all the easier for the man to overtake

was teased to the point where her eyes became misty, her body taut, and her legs instinctively

Ji Wei couldn’t help but feel

hands were pinned firmly against his

"Mo Qian, stop..."

attempted to plead, her voice

a man already consumed by his

pink bra underneath. The man’s eyes darkened further, savoring her like a gourmet delicacy, taking his

for his hand holding her waist, she might have already collapsed

grew heavier, his deep, magnetic voice