Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 459: Having the World’s Most Loving and Pampering Husband

Ji Wei stood there, her cheeks still flushed, feeling too shy to wake the Second Young Master.

"Hey, wake up. If you want to sleep, go home and sleep." Gu Moqian walked over and unceremoniously poked Xi Nanfeng on the forehead.

His gaze shifted to the nearby wine glass and bottle.

The glass still had a little wine left, but the bottle was already empty.

So, this guy got bored waiting here and ended up drinking himself drunk?

"Don’t bother me! I’m dreaming about kissing a beauty..." Xi Nanfeng shouted irritably with his eyes closed, then immediately slumped back over the table.

"How about we just take the Second Young Master Xi back for now?" Ji Wei suggested.

Xi Nanfeng was so drunk that waking him up would probably lead to him acting out in a drunken haze—it was better to just let him sleep.

Gu Moqian raised his hand, rubbed his temple, and had no choice but to agree.

...

Xi Family Villa

Qin Sixue was walking back, feeling dejected.

She had come here tonight to see Brother Nanfeng, but it was a wasted effort.

Ever since returning from Japan, Xi Nanfeng never took the initiative to contact her. Everything had reverted to how it was before, as if there hadn’t been any progress in their relationship.

Although Mrs. Xi hadn’t said anything outright, Qin Sixue knew that she looked down on women like her who always tried to stick around uninvited.

Not wanting to linger at the Xi Family and wait indefinitely, she had no choice but to leave.

A Maybach slowly came to a stop at the front gate, its headlights illuminating the area and startling Qin Sixue into stopping mid-step.

Under the bright light, she saw the driver helping Xi Nanfeng out of the car.

Next to get out of the car were Gu Moqian and Ji Wei.

Qin Sixue froze briefly. Seeing Xi Nanfeng’s unsteady steps and heavy intoxication, she quickly rushed over: "Brother Nanfeng, are you okay?" Her petite face was filled with worry.

Gu Moqian handed Xi Nanfeng over to her: "Take Old Xi inside to rest. He drank a bit too much."

"Thank you, Mr. Gu." Qin Sixue expressed her gratitude.

The two headed toward the villa.

Xi Nanfeng’s tall and burly frame now leaned entirely on the petite Qin Sixue. To prevent him from slipping, Qin Sixue had to hold onto him tightly with both arms.

Watching their staggered figures gradually disappear into the distance, Ji Wei’s lips curved into a gentle smile.

In the night, as she stood by the car, the woman suddenly spoke: "Actually, for the Second Young Master Xi to encounter Miss Qin is quite fortunate."

"Very envious?"

Gu Moqian walked over, his slender hands beginning to undo the buttons of his trench coat.

Ji Wei shook her head and smiled at him: "Not at all! I have the world’s most loving and pampering husband. If there’s any envy, it’s others who envy me."

The small woman spoke with a sense of pride.

"Well said."

Gu Moqian nodded in approval, then folded his trench coat around the woman and pulled her into his arms. His deep eyes were filled with tenderness.

Wrapped in the man’s warmth, the chill of the night breeze instantly disappeared.

Ji Wei reached out and hugged his waist, resting her face against his chest. Listening to his strong and steady heartbeat, she murmured: "Mo Qian, marrying you has always made me feel so happy."

"Although I’m not the real daughter of the Ji Family and still don’t know who my birth parents truly are, I feel very lucky to have met you. As long as you’re by my side, I’m not afraid—I’ll live with optimism and strength. Mo Qian, you’ve become an inseparable part of my life."

Inside the Maybach.

Ji Wei rested her head on the man’s lap, sleeping quietly and peacefully.

Gu Moqian’s long eyelashes lowered slightly as he gazed at the woman’s delicate, fair face. Her words from earlier still echoed in his ears.

Once, he thought it would be nearly impossible for Ji Wei to fall in love with him.

At the height of their conflicts, he even contemplated giving up. He didn’t want to force her into submission with love—what he wanted was a willing heart.

But fortunately, they didn’t miss each other.

Although Ji Wei’s change in attitude had been uncertain and puzzling, he was relieved he hadn’t truly let her go.

The night outside the car window was chilly.

Gu Moqian’s fingertips traced the contours of the woman’s face, his heart filled with warmth and tenderness. The corners of his lips lifted into a mesmerizing smile.