NOVEL Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World! Chapter 40 Her Lips, Very Delicious

Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 40 Her Lips, Very Delicious
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Chapter 40: Chapter 40 Her Lips, Very Delicious

In the dining room.

Aunt Liu had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast, with ham sandwiches, milk, and fried eggs.

The two walked over and sat down.

There was no sign of Ji Yunli in the dining room, so Ji Wei asked Aunt Liu, "Has my dad not gotten up yet?"

"...Not yet."

Aunt Liu hesitated for a moment before answering.

Ji Wei knew that Ji Yunli must have had a lot to drink last night, so not being able to get up now was quite normal.

She simply nodded slightly and began eating.

"Go check on him," Mo Qian suddenly said.

Ji Wei was stunned but shook her head, "No, I’ll accompany you to finish breakfast first. Time is tight, and you have to go to the company soon."

Mo Qian looked deeply at her but said nothing more.

Ji Wei took a bite of the sandwich, chewed a few times, and suddenly said, "I’m sorry. You rarely get a chance to visit, but you didn’t even get to see my dad."

"That’s fine. It’ll give me a reason to visit again next time," Mo Qian said, looking at her with a faint smile.

Ji Wei was startled and raised her eyes to look at him.

Her dark eyes carried a trace of confusion, making it hard for him to look away.

Suddenly, his gaze lowered and lingered on her cherry-red lips.

Her tender lips were stained with a bit of white salad dressing, making them look like strawberries adorned with cream—utterly enticing.

Mo Qian stared at her lips, his eyes growing deep.

"Is there something on my mouth?" 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Ji Wei noticed the oddity in his gaze and raised her hand, intending to wipe her lips.

Just as her hand reached her lips, Mo Qian suddenly grabbed her wrist.

She was astonished, and before she could react, he leaned over abruptly, his thin lips planting a kiss on the corner of her mouth.

Ji Wei froze, shocked by the unexpected kiss, not daring to make a single move.

Mo Qian’s eyes sparkled with amusement. Seeing her dazed yet slightly adorable expression, he couldn’t help but kiss her again.

The taste of the salad dressing mixed with the flavor of her lips was delicious.

It wasn’t until Mo Qian finally straightened his body and resumed eating breakfast as if nothing had happened that Ji Wei slowly registered what had occurred.

Just now... did Mo Qian eat the bit of food on her lips?

Her face suddenly turned bright red, and she buried her head awkwardly, forcing herself not to think about the kiss that had just happened, focusing instead on her breakfast.

After finishing breakfast, Ji Wei decided to see Mo Qian off to the front entrance, where his assistant, Chen Ke, was waiting.

The two had barely stepped out of the living room when they ran into Ji Yunxiang coming toward them.

Ji Yunxiang looked furious, and upon seeing the two of them, she immediately stormed over and began scolding, "Ji Wei, how dare you drive Shanshan out? Shanshan is your cousin, and as her elder sister, you’re bullying her! Don’t you feel ashamed?"

Last night, Ji Shanshan had been driven out by Ji Wei and ended up staying with Ji Yunxiang, crying and complaining nonstop about being mistreated and misunderstood by Ji Wei.

If it hadn’t been so late last night, Ji Yunxiang wouldn’t have waited until this morning to come over and confront her.

Ji Wei didn’t want to waste a single word on Ji Yunxiang. She merely gave her a cold glare and stepped forward to leave.

"Ji Wei, stop right there! Don’t think you’re so great. You’re just a spoiled brat with a mother who gave birth but doesn’t care. Comparing you to my Shanshan, you’re nothing but—Ah!"

Before Ji Yunxiang could finish her malicious words, her wrist was suddenly gripped so tightly that it sent waves of pain shooting through her. The excruciating pain contorted her entire face.

Mo Qian’s cold gaze locked onto Ji Yunxiang, the grip on her wrist intensifying further.

Her entire wrist was bent backward to the point that she swore she could hear the sound of bones cracking. Her face, thickly coated in foundation, turned ghostly pale.

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