Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 58: He Ultimately Couldn’t Bring Himself to Be Too Ruthless Towards Her

Chapter 58: Chapter 58: He Ultimately Couldn’t Bring Himself to Be Too Ruthless Towards Her

Zimei Club is not open during the day.

As Gu Moqian approached the entrance, the bodyguard at the door stopped him. "Sorry, we’re not open yet. Please come back tonight."

Gu Moqian had no patience for pointless exchanges with the bodyguard. He gave Chen Ke, who was standing behind him, a meaningful look.

Chen Ke immediately motioned to the men they had brought along and, within seconds, subdued the bodyguard at the door.

"Mr. Gu, please."

Standing at the entrance, Chen Ke made an inviting gesture towards Gu Moqian.

Gu Moqian walked unimpeded into Zimei’s office.

Zimei was sitting in her swivel chair, frowning as she pondered something. When she looked up and saw Gu Moqian leading a group of people inside, she was visibly startled.

She knew she’d offended Gu Moqian last night—badly, at that.

What surprised her was how quickly Gu Moqian had come looking for her.

"Mr. Gu, we only met last night. What is it? Missed me already?"

Hiding the surprise in her eyes, Zimei replaced it with a cheerful smile and walked gracefully over to him.

But before her outstretched hand could touch Gu Moqian’s jacket, a cold, hard gun was pressed against her waist.

"Stay put!"

Chen Ke, holding the handgun, warned her with a steely expression.

Zimei gasped in shock and shrieked, "What’s the meaning of this, Mr. Gu?!"

"Tell me, who ordered you to detain Ji Wei last night?"

Gu Moqian’s voice was void of warmth, his expression as cold as eternal ice, sending an uncontrollable shiver through her.

Zimei hadn’t expected him to figure out so quickly that someone else was behind last night’s events. She froze briefly before recovering her demeanor and laughing coyly, "Mr. Gu, you’re so clever. Can’t you guess who it is?"

"Cut the nonsense! Mr. Gu is asking you a question—you’d best answer honestly!"

Chen Ke pushed the gun even harder against her waist.

"Ah—"

Zimei screamed in panic. Seeing that Gu Moqian was truly furious, she could no longer maintain her usual composed demeanor.

She took a deep breath and said, "I have a photo. Once you see it, Mr. Gu, you’ll know exactly who it is."

"Bring the photo here. Don’t even think about trying any tricks," Chen Ke said coldly.

Zimei walked to the desk, pulled open a drawer, and took out a photograph.

Chen Ke snatched the photo immediately and handed it to Gu Moqian.

"The person you’re looking for lives in the place shown in the photo," Zimei said, her eyes secretly studying Gu Moqian’s reaction.

The photograph showed a grand and imposing villa. On the plaque above the main gate, two large characters were written: "Zhu Mansion."

Gu Moqian’s pupils contracted sharply as a name suddenly surfaced in his mind.

But his shock lasted only a moment before his expression returned to its icy cold calm.

He pocketed the photo and said in a chilly voice, "Zimei Club is involved in illegal activities, including drugs. Close it down for six months."

"Mr. Gu, I’ve already given you the information you wanted. Why must my club still be shut down?" Zimei bit her lip, protesting unwillingly.

Gu Moqian let out a cold scoff. "If it weren’t for someone else’s sake, your club would be shut down permanently."

With that, he didn’t linger another second longer and turned to stride out of the office.

Zimei watched as her office emptied in the blink of an eye, then slumped into her chair in defeat.

For someone else’s sake...

That phrase echoed endlessly in her mind. Zimei’s fiery red lips curled into a striking smile, though her eyes carried a deep sorrow.

In the end, he still couldn’t bring himself to utterly destroy her, could he?

After leaving Zimei Club, Gu Moqian made the necessary arrangements and decided to drive himself back to Shanshui Manor.

It was 3:30 in the afternoon. He was done waiting for the workday to end.

Ji Wei was alone at home, and he could never feel at ease.

Shortly after his car pulled out, the phone on the passenger seat started ringing.

Gu Moqian glanced at the caller ID, his dark, intense eyes narrowing slightly.