Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 683: The Scum of the Scum

"Put me down!" Ji Wei protested.

"Don’t move."

Mo Qian coldly replied with just four words, carrying her upstairs.

"I don’t need your fake kindness, let go of me..." Ji Wei was both angry and flustered.

What was this man thinking?

Clearly, he was so heartless about cutting ties with her earlier, and now he’s carrying her—what does he take her for?

Mo Qian was indifferent to her struggles, his face cold and composed as he ascended the stairs step by step.

The man’s strength was astonishing. Carrying her up the flights of stairs, he didn’t even seem out of breath.

After struggling for a long time, Ji Wei eventually gave up.

She clutched her bag and shopping bags tightly, deliberately keeping her distance from him.

Neither of them spoke, and the only sounds in the empty stairwell were the steady echoes of his footsteps and his slightly heavy breathing.

When they reached the 32nd floor, Mo Qian glanced down at the woman in his arms and asked coldly, "What’s the room number?"

"Put me down, I’ll walk there myself!" Ji Wei glared at him and snapped irritably.

"Don’t make me repeat myself." The man’s tone was overbearing.

"Mo Qian!" Ji Wei was so furious her face turned red.

Mo Qian looked at her indifferently, unmoved.

Ji Wei bit her lip, turned her head away, and begrudgingly relented, "3206."

Without another glance at her, the man continued walking forward.

At the door of the room, he set her down and left behind a cold remark: "The divorce agreement will be delivered to you by the lawyer in a few days."

Click—

Ji Wei turned pale, too stunned to react, when the door suddenly opened and Xia Duoduo appeared, looking at them with a face full of shock.

Did she mishear?

Just now, Mr. Gu actually mentioned a divorce agreement!

Mo Qian turned and left.

Ji Wei watched his back disappear into the distance, her trembling hands tightly clenched into fists.

"Little Wei..."

Seeing the redness in Ji Wei’s eyes, Xia Duoduo felt a pang of heartache and gently hugged her.

Inside the apartment, the young man from before was already gone.

Ji Wei placed the drinks and bento boxes she had bought onto the coffee table. "The bento is cold; I’ll heat it in the microwave."

Holding the bento box, Ji Wei hobbled toward the open kitchen counter.

"Little Wei, your foot is hurt. Don’t move around." Xia Duoduo quickly caught up in two steps and stopped her.

She helped Ji Wei onto the couch firmly. "Sit here like a good girl—I’ll take care of it myself."

Xia Duoduo put the bento box in the microwave, turned around, and came back. When she saw Ji Wei picking up an empty glass from the coffee table again, she quickly said, "Let me do it."

Grabbing the glass out of Ji Wei’s hands, she filled it with hot water and handed it to her before sitting beside her.

"What’s going on between you and Mr. Gu?"

All she knew was that ever since Ji Wei had returned from Britain, she had rarely mentioned Mo Qian. When An An was born, Mo Qian didn’t even come to see the child. And during Ji Wei’s recovery confinement, there was no sign of him either.

Over the past six months, it was as if Mo Qian had vanished from the face of the earth.

His sudden appearance at the door just now had definitely surprised her.

In truth, ever since rumors began swirling about troubles in Ji Wei and Mo Qian’s marriage, Xia Duoduo had suspected that something was wrong between them. But she had never dared to ask.

Yet upon hearing the word "divorce" earlier, Xia Duoduo felt she could no longer stay silent.

Ji Wei was her best friend—she wouldn’t let anyone hurt her!

Ji Wei’s hands gripped the glass tightly. The steam from the hot water stung her eyes as she lowered her head and said softly, "He fell in love with someone else. I’ve already agreed to the divorce."

"What?!"

Xia Duoduo couldn’t believe her ears. "Little Wei, is there some kind of misunderstanding here? How could Mr. Gu possibly fall for someone else?"

Everyone in Rongcheng knew how much Mo Qian adored Ji Wei.

And now she was saying he loved someone else? Xia Duoduo refused to believe it.

Ji Wei let out a bitter smile. "I saw the woman in his room with my own eyes, wearing a bathrobe. And this morning, in the hotel lobby, the two of them kissed openly as if no one else was there."

"What the hell!"

Xia Duoduo’s worldview was shattered. She couldn’t hold back her words. "I thought Xiao Zhen was already the scum of the earth, but I never imagined Mo Qian could be an even bigger bastard!"