"Can I choose not to answer?" They barely knew each other; she had no reason to discuss her family with a mafia member.
Yamamoto Yu chuckled but didn’t reply.
Ji Wei thought this old man was somewhat enigmatic. His depth of scheming was profound, and he often asked strange, inexplicable questions.
Seeing she had no intention of continuing the conversation, Yamamoto Yu didn’t press further and began striding towards the living room. "Miss Ji, there’s no need to hurry away. Tonight, at the underground boxing ring, you’ll be able to meet the person you wish to see."
After pausing for a moment, Yamamoto Yu turned back with a smile. "Of course, Miss Ji, you can also choose to leave now. My doors are always open for you."
Watching Yamamoto Yu’s figure disappear into the living room, Ji Wei stood there, still a little dazed.
Did Yamamoto Yu mean she could see Mo Qian tonight?
On her way back earlier, she had deliberately taken note of the surroundings. The old man’s mansion covered a vast area, with numerous separate courtyard villas. Finding Mo Qian here wouldn’t be easy.
Ji Wei stood in contemplation for a moment before suddenly stepping into the living room as well.
Seeing her follow in, Yamamoto Yu’s smile deepened as he cheerfully instructed Beichuan behind her. "Take good care of Miss Ji; she’s my honored guest."
Beichuan then led Ji Wei to a charming little villa to rest temporarily.
The sliding door of the Japanese-style bedroom opened, and a maid entered, removing the bowls and plates from the food container and placing them on the small table.
The man standing by the window adjusted his collar with graceful poise. His figure was tall and elegant, radiating a clean and refined aura, like an eternal, unattainable iceberg. Check latest chapters at novel⁂fire.net
The maid stared in a daze.
When the man turned his head, his deep, ink-like eyes swept over her, causing the maid to hurriedly lower her gaze and exit the room, carefully shutting the door behind her.
Mo Qian walked slowly towards the small table, his gaze casually flicking to the four corners of the room. The red surveillance camera blinked steadily, capturing every move he made.
Something stirred in his profound eyes, but he sat down by the table with an elegant simplicity, beginning to eat.
A short while later, the phone in his pocket vibrated multiple times.
He maintained his composure, continuing to eat until finishing his breakfast. Then, he entered the bathroom.
After locking the bathroom door, Mo Qian headed purposefully to the shelf beside the washbasin. He pulled down a towel and draped it over the surveillance camera in the corner.
Time was critical. Once Yamamoto Yu’s men realized the camera had been covered, they would undoubtedly come looking for him.
Mo Qian quickly retrieved his phone, noticing a reply to the inquiry he had sent about Ji Wei’s safety.
When he opened the message, he found it written in Japanese, mixed with some English phrases.
Mo Qian read through the message twice to grasp the essence of the information being conveyed.
——Mr. Gu, this is Nami, Miss Ji has been taken by those men in black! You must find her quickly!
——Mr. Gu, are you there? Please make sure you see my message. Miss Ji was captured while trying to protect me. I’m really worried about her...
Ji Wei had been seized by Yamamoto Yu’s men!
Mo Qian’s expression gradually turned colder, and his dark, ink-like eyes surged with anger. Yet, he managed to keep his mind sharp.
He had to think of a way to find Ji Wei and ensure her safety, fast.
Just then, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by a forceful knock on the bathroom door: "Mr. Gu, please come out immediately!"
As expected, Mo Qian had accurately anticipated that Yamamoto Yu’s men were constantly monitoring the surveillance, which explained their swift arrival.