Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Pretending to Be Crazy and Stupid in the Full Set

Ji Wei forced herself to suppress the trembling all over her body, trying hard to make her voice sound calmer: "Alright, I understand, Uncle Zhao. You may leave now."

"Miss, you don’t look very well. Shall I call the family doctor to have a look at you?" Uncle Zhao asked with concern.

Ji Wei suddenly turned around, shaking her head as she said, "No need, I’m fine." As she spoke, tears instantly rolled down her cheeks.

Uncle Zhao complied and left the study room.

The moment Uncle Zhao left, Ji Wei couldn’t help but break into sobs, but she quickly stifled her tears. Her eyes gleamed with cold light and sharp determination as she stepped forward to rush out of the study room.

Mo Qian quickly grabbed hold of her.

"Where are you going?"

Ji Wei lifted her bloodshot eyes. "To confront Ji Yunxiang face-to-face!"

"She managed to fake madness and ignorance; she’ll definitely never admit to what she’s done."

"I won’t let her continue down this mad path and destroy the Ji Family!" She clenched her fists tightly in secret, her voice trembling with rage.

fixed firmly on her tear-stained eyes, his voice carrying

Handle... handle what?

daze. Under the intense gaze of

me." Mo Qian seemed to have already seen through her and spoke

Ji Wei nodded.

walked to the hallway outside the study to make a

was, unable to focus on listening to what Mo Qian was saying on the phone. Her mind was still churning over the insane things

call and walked back, the moment he held her hand, he

called her

Wei lifted her

eyes were reddened, as if desperately holding back something. The sight of her like this made his heart ache all the

consoled her: "No matter what the truth ultimately is, you have to know that I’m

Ji Wei rested her head on the man’s shoulder, but

from Mo Qian, lifting her eyes to wipe

be faced ultimately still had to

the secluded villa, they discovered that the bodyguards were not at the entrance. A flicker of something unusual passed through Mo Qian’s deep eyes as he took

they saw Ji Yunxiang sitting on the sofa in her pajamas, holding a fruit knife

like hacking