<h4>Chapter 341: Chapter 341: Tying her up and throwing her on the bed is too much!</h4>


    When Ji Wei woke up, she found herself lying on a soft bed.


    It was clearly broad daylight, yet the lighting in the room was dim. She could barely make out the furnishings—it was still the same bedroom where she had been resting earlier.


    Her head was still a little groggy. Ji Wei tried to prop herself up, moved her hands, but realized they were tied up—she couldn’t move at all!


    Ji Wei struggled a few times, and suddenly felt a scorching gaze fixed on her from the front.


    She turned sharply, finally noticing a chair ced by the bedside. A shadow sat upon it, and in the dim light, she could see a cane held firmly in the figure’s hand.


    Ji Wei’s pupils suddenly constricted, and she blurted out in shock, "Yamamoto Yu, it’s you!"


    "You’re awake." The figure in the chair shifted, stood up, and approached her.


    "Get away, don’te near me!" Ji Wei yelled, curling back in terror.


    Yamamoto Yu ignored her and continued approaching. He bent over, leaning closer, his piercing and predatory eyes locking on the woman in the dim light, though his face carried an unsettling smile: "Why are you running? I just want you to stay with this old man a little longer—is that too much to ask?"


    "You’re nothing but an old pervert!" Ji Wei shouted angrily, retreating further with heightened alertness.


    Her gaze stayed fixed on Yamamoto Yu’s every movement as she lifted her bound hands to her mouth, attempting to bite through the ropes.


    However, the ropes were wrapped several times and wouldn’t loosen no matter how hard she tried.


    Ji Wei cursed ferociously, but Yamamoto Yu still smiled. In the dim light, his shadow resembled that of a devil from hell, his low chuckle slipping through his teeth, sending chills through her spine.


    "Miss Ji, if you want to run, I’ll have to do this," Yamamoto Yu’s voice rang out. "I won’t let what happened twenty years ago happen again."


    Ji Wei was baffled by his words, unable to understand what this old lunatic was talking about: "Twenty years ago I hadn’t even been born; what does that have to do with me? Let me go already!"


    "It’s certainly rted to you." Yamamoto Yu suddenly spoke, his eyes glinting with an unusual light. "You look very much like her."


    "There are plenty of people who look alike! I don’t know how important she was to you, but I’m not her, I’m not her! Look clearly at me!"


    Ji Wei was on the brink of losing her mind because of this old man.


    Just because she resembled his lover, he’d imprisoned her? This was absurd beyond belief!


    "I know very well you’re not her." Yamamoto Yu’s voice carried traces of sadness. "She’s no longer in this world..."


    Ji Wei froze momentarily.


    Yamamoto Yu’s lover had actually passed away...


    So was it because of her likeness to the deceased that he lost control like this?


    Even so, tying her up and throwing her onto a bed was far too excessive!


    Ji Wei steadied her emotions and spoke calmly: "I’m sorry to hear that she’s no longer with us, but I’m really not her. Even if you can’t let her go, you can’t use me as her substitute. Mr. Yamamoto, you’re someone of reputation. Don’t you think this behavior is way out of line?"


    Ji Wei struggled even harder.


    Fortunately, apart from her hands being tied with ropes, she appeared otherwise unharmed, with no sign that her clothes had been tampered with.


    She breathed a small sigh of relief.


    "There’s no one I can’t have—except her." Yamamoto Yu was still immersed in his own emotions, murmuring, "I even betrayed my closest brothers just to be with her, but in the end, she still chose to leave with that man. She refused to see me, even in death."


    Ji Wei: "..."


    For heaven’s sake, you’re the boss of the Yamamoto Group, yet you’re behaving like a lovesick fool—what kind of spectacle is this supposed to be?