Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 295: Chapter 295: Coming for Your Lady Boss

The Zimei Club had been closed for some time for renovations and had just reopened in the past couple of days.

When Ji Wei arrived, she found out that the club wouldn’t open until five in the afternoon, so she had no choice but to return to Shanshui Manor first.

Aunt Zhu was surprised to see her dragging her luggage back so suddenly.

"Madam, you’re not leaving anymore? Have you eaten lunch?" Aunt Zhu asked with concern. The kitten, Milk, leapt from Ji Wei’s arms as soon as it saw her, rubbing against her feet and letting out soft meowing sounds as if acting coquettishly.

Ji Wei wasn’t in the mood to play with Milk. She told Aunt Zhu she wasn’t hungry and went straight upstairs.

The wait was unbearably long.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ji Wei leaned against it. Her mind was filled with scenes of Gu Moqian being hunted down by the mafia in Japan, so she had no choice but to grab a bottle of champagne, using alcohol to numb herself temporarily and break away from her wild thoughts.

"Meow."

Milk slipped into the room through the half-open door and rubbed itself against her lap.

snow-white little creature lying obediently on her legs, Ji Wei couldn’t

Milk purred contentedly.

owner away, it could finally enter the bedroom and

Wei took a sip of champagne and whispered to the kitten in her arms, "Milk, what do you think Mo Qian is doing right now in Tokyo? He really is just

had overheard last time was nothing

she grasped her phone again and dialed Gu Moqian’s

result was the same—his phone was still

Gu Moqian had switched to another phone with a local Japanese number she didn’t know as soon as he arrived

Wei tossed her

away the tears that hadn’t

had mentioned on the map—it was surprisingly close to Ginza. Ji Wei took out some paper and a pen to make meticulous notes, even planning the route

from sitting. Hugging Milk, she

Aunt Zhu walked in, carrying

little something. Mr. Gu would feel distressed if he knew you were skipping

of Gu Moqian, Ji Wei’s expression darkened for a brief moment. However, the fragrant aroma wafting from the soup noodles stirred her appetite, reluctantly so. Even though she wasn’t initially

Zhu." She didn’t refuse this time, taking the bowl