Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 927: Many Kill for Money

After the doctor left, Ji Wei looked at Gu Zhizhou’s face, exceptionally pale with his eyes closed, still feeling lingering fear.

"If I had been a few steps later, Dad would have already fallen victim to them..." Ji Wei’s shoulders trembled slightly, and her eyes turned red.

Mo Qian took her into his arms, gently patting her back in comfort, "It’s all okay now."

While speaking, his eyes shot out a cold, piercing light, deep and unfathomable. He knew very well in his heart who was behind the attempt to harm Gu Zhizhou.

He spent half a year virtually wiping out that group, yet didn’t expect them to resurface so quickly. Their power was indeed strong; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been caught off guard back then, ending up addicted.

They must have learned that Gu Zhizhou was about to wake up, hence couldn’t hold back from making a move.

What Mo Qian hadn’t anticipated was that they’d actually team up with Yamamoto Yu’s people.

The situation was becoming increasingly tricky.

"Dad can’t stay in the hospital; I’ll immediately arrange to have him sent back to the manor for quiet recuperation tonight." Mo Qian pondered for a moment before voicing his decision.

After completing the discharge procedures and successfully bringing Gu Zhizhou back to the manor, it was already nearing dawn.

Mo Qian didn’t rest a moment, promptly making calls to arrange security for the villa. Once everything was done, he exited the study.

In the bedroom, Ji Wei, having finished her bath, was hugging her knees, sitting on the sofa without any sleepiness.

With such a major event happening, she suffered from insomnia again.

Mo Qian opened the door and came in, noticing the woman’s hair still wet and draped over her shoulders, her chin resting on her knees, staring blankly at some point.

She didn’t realize he’d come in until a tall shadow cast over her, prompting Ji Wei to look up instinctively.

Mo Qian reached out and pinched her nose, "Not even blowing your hair dry, trying to catch a cold?"

Ji Wei was momentarily stunned, and when she came to her senses, the man had already picked up the hairdryer and begun drying her hair.

The bedroom was quiet, with the hum of the dryer sounding by her ears.

Ji Wei maintained her position, hugging her knees, able to feel the gentle touch of the man’s long fingers combing through her hair.

Seeing that the woman still appeared burdened with worries, Mo Qian spoke, "Are you still thinking about today’s events?"

"Yes, I can’t understand why Yamamoto Yu’s people would go after Dad. In Tokyo, we offended him, and even if he were to retaliate, he shouldn’t be targeting Dad."

Those harrowing days in Tokyo, Ji Wei still didn’t want to recall. More so, she didn’t want Gu Zhizhou drawn into danger because of them.

"It has nothing to do with that incident." Mo Qian’s eyes became dark and deep, bottomless, though his tone remained unchanged, "There are always people in this world who think you’ll threaten their interests; killing for money is common enough."

Ji Wei turned in surprise, blurting out, "You know who’s trying to harm Dad, don’t you?"

Mo Qian gently rubbed her almost dried hair, slowly speaking, "Just some guesses."

"I remember you said Dad’s car accident at that time was also an accident. Is this the same group as last time? And these people seem closely linked with Yamamoto Yu..."

"Weiwei, don’t think too much."

Mo Qian abruptly interrupted her train of thought.

Ji Wei knew the more she knew, the more dangerous it would be. Previously, he didn’t let her get involved, and it was unlikely he would let her get caught up in it later on.

Why did he use the word ’previously’?

Mo Qian’s face suddenly turned solemn.

He seemed to have remembered something...