Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 198: Chapter 198: The hand pressed straight on...

As soon as the family doctor left, Ling Ling saw the bodyguard who had hit her yesterday rush in anxiously and then fall to his knees before her: "Miss Ling, I’m sorry, we shouldn’t have hit you yesterday. Please forgive us... I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."

Ling Ling was completely dumbfounded, unable to process what was happening. noveldrama

Seeing that Ling Ling remained unresponsive despite their repeated bows, the two bodyguards grew increasingly frantic, fearing their apologies weren’t sincere enough to appease her and worried they would be kicked out of Rongcheng by Gu Moqian. They began bowing harder and harder.

The sound of their foreheads knocking on the ground echoed loudly.

They even started slapping their own faces: "We were wrong, we shouldn’t have laid hands on you. You’re a woman, and hitting you was something only absolute scum would do. Please, Miss Ling, forgive us..."

Ling Ling finally snapped back to reality and understood everything the moment she noticed Ji Wei standing by the bedroom door with a faint smile.

She returned a smile, a warmth passing through her heart.

As they left, Ji Wei glanced at the man standing tall and graceful beside her, and suddenly asked, "Mo Qian, to offend your mother for my sake—will you regret it?"

The man reached out and drew her into his embrace, his gentle voice echoing softly above her head, "No, I won’t regret it. Marrying you is the luckiest thing in my life, and I will never, ever regret it."

With these words from Gu Moqian, everything was enough.

Ji Wei leaned quietly against Gu Moqian’s chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, her thoughts swirling: No matter how oppositional Nan Huiru might be, as long as this man loves her, she would fear nothing!

Suddenly, Ji Wei heard Gu Moqian let out a low grunt.

"What’s wrong?" Ji Wei stepped away from him and asked in surprise.

Before Gu Moqian could reply, she suddenly remembered something and quickly looked down. Her eyes landed on the water stain on Gu Moqian’s trouser leg, still wet from being hit by the vase earlier.

Ji Wei abruptly released his embrace, squatted down, and began rolling up his trouser leg.

Gu Moqian’s fair and slender right calf displayed a bluish bruise that had swelled due to the force of the porcelain impact.

Heart aching, Ji Wei reached out and gently touched it before tilting her face up to ask, "Does it hurt?"

Gu Moqian’s ink-colored eyes froze for a brief moment before his lips curved into a faint smile: "It doesn’t hurt."

Does it really not hurt?

Ji Wei stared at the swollen bruise, still feeling uneasy.

"Wait here for me."

After speaking, Ji Wei headed straight toward the kitchen. Shortly thereafter, she returned holding an ice pack.

"Go sit over there." Ji Wei gestured toward the sofa.

The serious expression on the little woman’s face made it impossible for him to refuse, so he obediently let her lead him over.

After Gu Moqian sat down, Ji Wei knelt in front of him.

The man’s long legs spread slightly apart, allowing her to roll up his trouser leg again and meticulously apply the ice pack to the bruise on his calf.

Her movements were exceedingly gentle, her eyelashes lowered, and a few strands of hair brushed across her fair and tender cheeks. Gu Moqian observed her focused expression quietly, his eyes filled with warmth and tinged with amusement.

"All done."

When Ji Wei put away the ice pack and looked up, her gaze accidentally locked onto the man’s deep, ink-like eyes. She froze momentarily and then attempted to rise.

However, having crouched for too long, Ji Wei suddenly realized with a jolt that her legs had gone numb. As soon as she stood, she lost balance and toppled forward.

Her hand landed squarely on a very... specific spot.

To make matters worse, the ice pack she had been holding began to melt, and ice-cold water dripped right onto that very spot.

The crotch of his pants instantly darkened with moisture, turning pitch black.