Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 209: Chapter 209: The Man Turns Out to Be Somewhat Domineering

At the end of the video, Ji Wei suddenly turned her head and saw the man behind her. She immediately shouted in alarm, "Huo Yan, what are you doing!" noveldrama

Then the video shook slightly and abruptly stopped.

Huo Yan!

This video was taken by that Second Young Master Huo!

Mo Qian’s five fingers tightened forcefully around the mouse, the veins on the back of his hand bulging as the mouse creaked under his grip. Suddenly, he remembered something Jin Xuan’er had said that day.

— "Aren’t you afraid that Ji Wei and Huo Yan will rekindle their old feelings?"

His eyes turned icy cold and unfathomably dark. He slowly raised his gaze and looked toward the faint silhouette of a woman behind the glowing bathroom door.

Ji Wei was taking a shower when she suddenly heard the sound of the bathroom door being opened.

Startled, she turned her head back. Upon seeing the tall and familiar figure of the man, she immediately relaxed and playfully said toward the door, "Mo Qian, I’m almost finished. Wait a bit before coming in."

The bathroom was filled with steaming heat, and in the milky-white mist, the woman’s snow-white body exuded an indescribable allure.

Recalling the scene in the video, so eerily similar to the one before his eyes now, and thinking about how Huo Yan had also secretly spied on this enchanting sight, Mo Qian clenched his fists in rage.

Dammit!

That Huo Yan... He deserves to have his eyes gouged out!

Ji Wei was fully engrossed in her shower, entirely oblivious to the man’s darkened mood. As she heard the sound of footsteps drawing closer, she turned her head again through the steamy haze.

By then, Mo Qian was already standing behind her.

"Mo Qian, are you going to shower too?" Ji Wei asked in surprise.

"Mm."

Mo Qian suppressed the fury simmering within him and gave a low response.

"I’m almost done. You can take over," she said, reaching for the towel on the rack beside her. But before her hand could reach it, the man suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Mo Qian’s grip wasn’t as gentle as usual; it held a heavier force. Ji Wei felt a twinge of pain and furrowed her brows slightly, confused as she turned to look at him. "What’s wrong?"

"Help me shower." Mo Qian’s tone carried an unyielding authority.

There was... a certain dominance in it.

Ji Wei looked at the man in front of her. His thin lips were pressed tightly together, and his deep, inscrutable eyes made it impossible to gauge his mood. Her heart filled with mounting suspicion.

Mo Qian began unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time, revealing the well-defined lines of his chest.

Ji Wei took the shirt he removed and hung it on the nearby rack.

Mo Qian’s slender, fair hands paused at the metal buckle of his belt for a few seconds. Then, in a low voice, he suddenly said, "Help me take it off."

"Oh, okay..."

They were husband and wife, and over time, Ji Wei had gradually gotten used to this, feeling less shy about it. She extended her delicate hands and pressed them on the buckle of his belt.

With a crisp sound, the belt’s metal clasp popped open.

After helping him remove his outer trousers, Ji Wei caught sight of the dark-colored underwear underneath, and her hands suddenly trembled slightly.

Why did she feel so nervous?

Ji Wei hesitated for a moment but ultimately gritted her teeth and, with a determined effort, slowly pulled down the man’s underwear, trying her best to keep her eyes straight ahead and her mind focused.

During the entire process, Mo Qian’s deep, penetrating gaze remained fixed on her. After shedding all his clothing, he walked with his long, lean legs toward the bathtub.

Ji Wei, ever considerate, followed him over and started running the hot water for him.

Mo Qian watched the petite woman before him, fully absorbed in adjusting the water temperature. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and his voice turned hoarse as he spoke. "Do you still remember what you promised me last night?"

Ji Wei blinked blankly, unable to recall for a moment.

"You said that once we returned, I could do whatever I wanted," Mo Qian murmured seductively by her ear, a dangerous undertone laced in his whisper.