Ji Wei’s heart pounded wildly.
Thinking about how it seemed like they hadn’t been here together for a while, she suddenly felt a little... longing.
As if her thoughts had been read, Mo Qian gazed at her flushed cheeks, his smile low and melodious.
"What... what are you laughing at?"
Ji Wei asked nervously, not daring to meet the man’s captivating, deep eyes.
Mo Qian leaned closer to her lips, his rich, mellow voice flowing out slowly: "Once things here are settled, I’ll take you to Mount Fuji. In those hot springs, we’ll kiss properly... and do everything properly..."
The man’s breath was warm, carrying his unique scent, and combined with such suggestive words, Ji Wei felt her cheeks heat up in an instant. She glared at the man, flustered, and said awkwardly, "No way!"
The last time at the Ji Family’s nearby hot springs had already been embarrassing enough. If it were in Japan this time, wouldn’t it be even more mortifying?
"No way?" The man looked at her with a teasing smile.
Ji Wei trembled all over, almost letting out a gasp. She quickly pressed down on the man’s hand. "Mo Qian, stop messing around."
This was Yamamoto Yu’s territory!
"Then tell me the truth."
Ji Wei’s heart beat wildly as she lowered her gaze slightly and murmured: "I... want..."
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The woman’s face turned as red as a tomato. After hesitating for several seconds, she bit her lip and blurted out: "Want you."
"I’m right here," Mo Qian responded without hesitation, his gaze deep and intent as he looked at her.
As he spoke, he held her hand and placed it against his cheek. "I’m in front of you. You can touch me, and you can feel me."
The man’s skin was warm, his eyes so deeply penetrating that they could almost draw her in. Ji Wei stared at him in a daze for a long time before suddenly muttering softly, "But I can’t pounce on you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Wei regretted it.
The tone in her words clearly sounded like she was frustrated with her unmet desires.
But since the words were already out, there was no way to take them back.
Ji Wei swallowed hard, feeling the need to salvage the situation: "That’s not what I meant just now. What I meant was, these kinds of things really depend on time and place, haha."
"Just hold on for a little longer. I’ll make sure to satisfy you soon." The man suddenly leaned in, gently biting her lip, then spoke in a husky voice.
She really wasn’t that needy!
At seven in the evening, several understated yet luxurious black cars parked in the alley beside Bar Street.
A man supported by a cane stepped out from the first car, followed closely by a couple who emerged from the car behind him. Trailing them were two rows of men dressed in black, silent as shadows, who entered the inconspicuous little tavern.
Passing through the curtain at the back of the tavern kitchen, the underground fight club they’d seen last time appeared in front of them once again.
This time, however, there wasn’t a crowd packed so tightly that not even air could seep through. The expansive space was eerily quiet, so silent you could hear a pin drop.
In the center of the fighting arena, A Cheng was already standing, wearing boxing gloves that revealed his lean frame. He didn’t look weak, but compared to the hulking muscle-bound giant across from him, he appeared to have absolutely no advantage.
"Mr. Yamamoto, this match is completely unfair!"
Ji Wei couldn’t help speaking up for A Cheng, outraged.
A professional boxer facing off against A Cheng, who had no experience at all—was there even a need for the match to continue? Yamamoto Yu was clearly playing dirty, determined to ensure they couldn’t win!
"No competition is ever entirely fair." Yamamoto Yu turned his head at her remark, flashing a sly, fox-like grin.