Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!
Chapter 99: First Day of Marriage, You Want to Sleep in Separate Rooms?

Chapter 99: Chapter 99: First Day of Marriage, You Want to Sleep in Separate Rooms?

However, before the cat could be put down, Mo Qian rushed over in a single stride and snatched it away.

Mo Qian instantly knew Ji Wei was sulking.

A faint smile flickered in his eyes as he leaned his breathtakingly handsome face toward her and softly asked, "If the cat sleeps on the bed, where do I sleep?"

"There are so many guest rooms; sleep wherever you want." Ji Wei shot him a glare, her tone laced with irritation.

The implication was clear—she would rather sleep with a cat than with him.

"It’s the first day of our marriage, and you want us to sleep in separate rooms? What kind of reasoning is that?" Mo Qian wasn’t angry; he simply stared at her fixedly.

Ji Wei stood up from the bed, glaring at him as she spoke up, "Give Milk back to me."

With that, she reached out, attempting to snatch the cat from his grasp.

Mo Qian raised Milk high in the air. With his towering height of nearly six feet three inches and long arms, Ji Wei couldn’t even touch the fur of Milk despite standing on tip-toe.

"I told you—it can’t appear in our bedroom."

Even as he watched her in obvious frustration and desperation, Mo Qian remained unmoved.

With those words, he strode to the door, threw Milk out, and casually closed it behind him.

Ji Wei was already furious, and seeing him unceremoniously shut Milk outside only made her storm toward the door to go out as well.

But just as her hand gripped the doorknob, Mo Qian’s broad body pressed against her, pinning her down firmly against the door.

"Let me go."

Ji Wei turned her head to scowl at him, frowning as she reprimanded him.

"If I let go, you’ll leave."

Mo Qian looked at her, his tone tinged with a trace of helplessness.

Ji Wei tried to break free, but it was all in vain. Her face turned red with anger, and she shouted indignantly, "Mo Qian, let me go!"

Calling him by his full name, Ji Wei made it clear she was genuinely angry.

Mo Qian’s expression shifted abruptly, a flicker of pain gleaming in his eyes. He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

No matter how Ji Wei struggled, she couldn’t break free of Mo Qian’s grip.

Eventually, she surrendered, resting her cheek against the door, motionless, as her eyes began to turn red.

She had originally planned to prepare a romantic candlelit dinner for Mo Qian tonight to celebrate their wedding anniversary.

But who would have thought she’d overhear Zhu Jianian’s voice on the phone? She kept telling herself not to mind Mo Qian’s childhood friend.

Yet rationality ultimately gave way to emotion. She couldn’t help but dwell on what the two might have said, nor could she stop questioning whether Mo Qian still harbored even the slightest shred of feelings for Zhu Jianian...

Seeing her stop struggling, Mo Qian softened his tone, speaking close to her ear, "Weiwei, you’re upset right now. Please calm down and listen to me, alright?"

Ji Wei bit her lip, saying nothing, though a heavy feeling of grievance seemed to swell inside her, and her eyes soon began to mist over.

"I ran into Zhu Jianian after work. Yes, she wanted to have dinner together, but I immediately refused."

She still said nothing, merely listening as the mist in her eyes thickened, eventually moistening her lashes.

Mo Qian noticed her sudden sniffle, his expression shifting as he forced her face to turn toward him.

Seeing her tear-stained eyes, Mo Qian’s heart clenched painfully. He hurriedly raised a hand to wipe away the tears at the corners of her eyes.

"I’m sorry. It was my mistake."

Mo Qian’s voice was husky, tinged with apology.

Ji Wei stared at the man before her, the deep ink-black of his eyes now brimming with tender affection.

Somewhere deep within her, something felt stirred, and the ache in her nose began to dissipate.

It suddenly hit Ji Wei—her ability to throw tantrums without reservation, to cry whenever she wanted, stemmed entirely from Mo Qian’s affection for her.