Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 347: Chapter 347: It Made My Heart Clench

I’ve seen shameless people, but never anyone this shameless!

Ji Wei gasped for breath, trying hard to calm herself down.

Continuing to waste words with this shameless old man was completely pointless.

When Ji Wei turned her head, she saw Gu Moqian staring blankly in the direction of the boxing ring. She tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "You’re worried about A Cheng too, aren’t you?"

Gu Moqian withdrew his gaze from the referee by the edge of the ring and nodded lightly, "Let’s go."

Yamamoto Yu had already gone ahead to the private box. When Ji Wei and Gu Moqian walked in, he was lifting the lid of his teacup to take a sip. "Come, have a seat." Yamamoto Yu gestured toward the two chairs beside him and invited them.

Ji Wei didn’t bother to hide her disdain, let alone sit near him. Instead, she walked over to the window and gazed outside.

As expected, this was the best spot to watch the match—offering an unobstructed view of the entire boxing ring. Every move on the floor below was completely within sight of those in the private box.

That was why, the last time she was down there, Gu Moqian had spotted her so quickly, right?

Mr. Gu?" Yamamoto Yu raised an eyebrow when he saw Gu Moqian

standing, of course I’ll stand by her side. ’Where the wife leads, the husband follows’—I suppose that’s something Mr. Yamamoto wouldn’t

Yamamoto Yu: "..."

bachelor took a thousand hits

herself

Moqian’s sharp tongue without resorting to

then, the referee’s whistle echoed through the arena, officially signaling the start of the

in with aggressive momentum, every punch targeting A

at a disadvantage, unable to find an opening to counterattack. He kept

face was filled with mocking arrogance, like a superior crushing an inferior. With a brutal punch aimed at A Cheng’s exposed abdomen, A Cheng’s face instantly turned pale, his temple veins bulging as

referee blew the whistle to pause the

edge, creating a risk of A Cheng

side, and retreated with an air of smug satisfaction. To him, A Cheng was nothing more than a weakling,

Wei’s heart tightened

Cheng getting pummeled without a chance to fight back still

the smirk on Yamamoto Yu’s face, she clenched her fists