Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 170: Chapter 170: The Scent of a High-Class Perfume on a Woman

When Gu Moqian spoke, his gaze was fixed on Ji Wei. Seeing her expression suddenly darken, he couldn’t help but reach out to hold her small hand resting on her knee. "If you feel uncomfortable, I won’t go pick her up."

Ji Wei looked at the man’s gentle eyes and brows. Though she felt slightly uneasy inside, she still tried her best to suppress it. "How could we do that? Mom just came back; we can’t let her stay in someone else’s house, right?"

Gu Moqian said nothing, quietly watching her.

"Besides, I can’t let her think I’m an unfilial daughter-in-law, ignoring her even after she’s returned." Ji Wei added.

"Alright, we’ll do as you say." Gu Moqian nodded.

Ji Wei suddenly smiled and made an effort to cheer up. "I’ll head back to Shanshui Manor to tidy up the house first, and wait for you all to return."

"Don’t push yourself." Gu Moqian’s deep, quiet eyes gazed at her.

"I’m fine, let’s go."

Before he could finish speaking, Ji Wei stood up, took his arm, and walked outside.

Gu Moqian first instructed the driver to drop her off at the entrance of Shanshui Manor before heading to the Zhu Family’s residence.

After returning, Ji Wei asked Aunt Zhu to clean the room Nan Huiru had lived in before. She personally arranged Nan Huiru’s favorite lilies in the vase in the bedroom.

After finishing everything, Ji Wei busied herself in the kitchen, thinking Gu Moqian should return with Nan Huiru soon.

However, as the sky outside gradually darkened, the lavishly prepared dishes began to cool, and Gu Moqian still hadn’t come back. noveldrama

Ji Wei felt an inexplicable unease, unable to sit still in the dining room. She decided to sit on the steps in front of the living room, her gaze fixed on the straight road leading to the front gate.

"Mrs. Gu, the ground is chilly; maybe you should get up," Ling Ling, who had been standing nearby for a while, finally spoke to persuade her, seeing Ji Wei motionless, resting her chin while staring toward the distant gate.

"It’s fine, I’ll get up in a little while." Ji Wei replied faintly.

Ling Ling, knowing she couldn’t convince her, turned around and went upstairs to fetch a knitted jacket, draping it over Ji Wei’s shoulders.

"Thank you." Ji Wei noticed the sudden weight of a garment on her and turned to smile at Ling Ling.

Ji Wei sat quietly on the steps, waiting for almost another half hour. During that time, Aunt Zhu came to ask if the dishes should be reheated, but Ji Wei said to wait a bit longer.

Gradually, her legs began to grow numb. Ji Wei glanced at her watch; it was already close to nine-thirty.

Thinking back to the day her phone was damaged and still hadn’t been replaced, Gu Moqian probably couldn’t directly call her.

At this hour, his absence likely meant he was held back at the Zhu Family’s residence for dinner. After all, the two families had been long-time acquaintances; sharing a meal was entirely normal.

Yet, thinking about Nan Huiru and Gu Moqian dining at the Zhu Family’s place left a sense of heaviness in Ji Wei’s chest.

She decided not to wait any longer. Just as she stood up, a white Ferrari suddenly drove directly up to the front of the living room and stopped.

The driver stepped out first, respectfully hurrying to open the door at the back.

A graceful middle-aged woman stepped out of the car.

At the same moment the middle-aged woman exited, two black sedans trailing behind the Ferrari also opened their doors, and six black-suited men who resembled bodyguards stepped out simultaneously.

The woman had short, wavy permed hair, was dressed fashionably and impeccably, held an upscale branded handbag in her hand, and clicked her high heels as she walked straight towards Ji Wei. As she approached, there was a faint scent of luxurious perfume emanating from her.