Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 952: I Want to Eat Miss Ji’s Home Cooking

Can she swear?

Ji Wei held back and finally squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "No."

Next to her, Mo Qian’s face was already as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Feeling his sharp gaze like a blade, William laughed: "Just kidding. Even if I have feelings for Miss Ji, I wouldn’t steal someone else’s love. How about this: if you feel bad about it, just bring me a meal every day. I’d like to eat something made by Miss Ji herself."

"No way!"

Before Ji Wei could say anything, Mo Qian refused without hesitation.

William stroked his chin in thought: "Miss Ji’s cooking not acceptable? Hmm... Then Mr. Gu’s cooking will do." He looked at Mo Qian with a face as cold as an iceberg, daring to say.

Ji Wei could feel the intense murderous intent emanating from Mo Qian, thinking: William, you’re asking for trouble, you know?

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll poison the food?" Mo Qian said through clenched teeth.

"Yes, I’m afraid." William still smiled smugly: "But I believe Mr. Gu wouldn’t poison his benefactor."

He emphasized the words "benefactor."

Really want to rush up and punch this arrogant man!

Mo Qian took a deep breath to restrain his inner impulse, but his fists were clenched tight. After a moment, he squeezed out a word: "Fine."

Seeing his face looking like he wanted to eat someone, William laughed so hard he twitched, but soon the laughter tugged at his abdominal wound, causing him to frown in pain.

The distorted expression was quite a spectacle.

Seeing William like this, Mo Qian finally felt a bit satisfied.

"Then I’ll have to trouble Mr. Gu more," William said, trying to curve his lips.

Mo Qian snorted coldly, grabbed Ji Wei, and turned to leave, really unable to stay another moment.

Watching their figures disappear at the doorway, the smile on William’s face gradually faded, and cold sweat formed on his forehead due to the pain.

The wound on his abdomen had been stitched up just last night; it always hurt, but he didn’t want to show it in front of them, especially Ji Wei.

He had his pride and arrogance.

Ji Wei coming to see him at least proved their relationship wasn’t completely hostile, and that alone satisfied him.

Back at the manor.

Just getting out of the car, Ji Wei heard An An crying.

She hurriedly rushed into the living room and saw Nan Huiru trying to forcefully pull An An into her arms, while An An resisted desperately, tears and snot all over his face, crying sorrowfully.

"No, I don’t want to! Bad grandma, bad grandma..."

"I’m your real grandma, not a bad person, understand?" Nan Huiru’s face turned red as she shook An An forcefully, her face almost twisted in anger.

The old butler nearby was anxious but dared not step forward to stop it.

Ji Wei walked over, took An An from Nan Huiru’s arms, and wiped his tears: "Don’t cry, An An, mom’s back..."

Seeing Ji Wei, Nan Huiru’s anger surged.

This woman is the one who corrupted her grandson!

"Look at how you’ve raised your son. My own grandson doesn’t want to be close to me and calls me a bad person. What kind of mother are you? Ji Wei, I’m telling you, An An’s surname is Gu! Trying to alienate him from me, how can you be so cruel!"

Mo Qian stepped inside just in time to hear his mother unreasonably accusing Ji Wei.

"An An doesn’t want to call you, and you know perfectly well why. Please don’t blame others for your own mistakes."

The sudden voice behind her made Nan Huiru shiver. She turned around sharply to see Mo Qian coolly observing her.