Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 178: Chapter 178: The screen is pitch black, nothing can be seen

Upon hearing Zhu Ming’an say this, Xi Nanfeng shot up from his seat, pointing at Chen Ke behind him and barking, "Didn’t you say Old Mo was here? Uncle Zhu already said he isn’t—you must’ve deliberately tricked me here as part of some scheme, drawing me away to let Old Mo escape! A grown man like him—if he loses a bet, he should own up to it. Is kissing some woman at the bar really such a big deal that Gu Moqian would be this shy?"

As Zhu Ming’an listened, he felt the heavy weight in his heart suddenly lift.

So Xi Nanfeng came looking for Gu Moqian because of some bet, and not because he caught wind of any wild rumors.

From his words, it seemed Gu Moqian had lost the bet but refused to kiss the woman, so he decided to sneak away.

No wonder Gu Moqian tried to leave not long after arriving.

But luckily, Zhu Ming’an had already slipped something into the tea he drank earlier to ensure he stayed.

"Since Mr. Gu isn’t here, then we should leave—it’s late, and we wouldn’t want to disturb President Zhu’s rest," Chen Ke said awkwardly.

Yes, leave, quickly leave!

nearly blurted out

the staircase and said, "Since I’m already here, I’ll take a look upstairs. Old Mo’s as

Master Xi really doesn’t play by

surged through Zhu Ming’an as he hurriedly set down his teacup and stepped forward to block Xi Nanfeng’s path. "Second Young Master Xi, those rooms upstairs belong to my wife and daughter—it wouldn’t be

as he gave it some thought. It seemed

Zhu, you better not be playing

Zhu Ming’an said quickly, waving his

"I’m so tired—I went through

if you’re tired, you should head home and sleep," Zhu Ming’an suggested internally, thinking to himself how

to his utter shock, Xi Nanfeng said, "Uncle Zhu, it’s almost dawn already, and

finished speaking, Xi

out of his chest as he shouted again to stop him, "The rooms on the second floor are all occupied. If you must stay, Second Young Master

you for the

Nanfeng left for the guesthouse. Not until his figure completely disappeared beyond the doorway did Zhu Ming’an raise a hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead—it was

Xi