<h4>Chapter 377: Chapter 377: From Now On, She Will No Longer Live for Hatred</h4>
The SUV sped toward the private airport.
Zimei had fallen into a deep sleep, and Ji Wei gently wiped the blood from her forehead and carefully bandaged her wounds.
When she finished tidying up and turned around, she saw Gu Moqian quietly watching her, his gaze tender. However, his hand was pressed against the wound on his abdomen, and hisplexion was a bit pale.
"Mo Qian, does it hurt a lot?"
Ji Wei’s heart tightened as she reached out and gently touched the back of his hand.
Gu Moqian shook his head with a faint smile.
"Can you hold on? If not, we should head to a hospital—"
"No need. Your husband isn’t that weak." Gu Moqian sped her hand in his and pulled her close against his shoulder.
"Mo Qian, Ji Chuyang, that bastard, is dead. It feels like the nightmare is finally over, like I can finally breathe easy." Ji Wei rested her cheek against his rising and falling chest, whispering softly.
Gu Moqian nodded. "Mm, people like him won’t ever have the chance to do more evil again."
Ji Wei listened quietly, her emotions indescribable.
Although Ji Chuyang was dead, her innocent child had also died. Even if a life was exchanged for a life, Ji Wei still felt it was unfair for her child.
That scum deserved to die!
But her child hadn’t even had the chance to open his eyes to see the world before being cruelly murdered.
Tears suddenly surged out of her eyes, soaking the man’s crisp white shirt.
Gu Moqian shuddered, startled by the tears streaming down Ji Wei’s face. "Did that bastard do something even worse to you?"
He adjusted her slightly, noticing her reddened eyes. With tenderness, he reached up to wipe away her tears.
Ji Wei opened her mouth to speak but couldn’t utter a single word.
How was she supposed to exin to Gu Moqian that she had once lost a child?
And to this day, she didn’t even know who the child’s father was...
"Whatever happened, it’s all in the past. From now on, you have me. I’ll never let you cry again." Gu Moqian cupped her face, softly kissing away the salty tears with infinite patience and care.
Ji Wei froze.
Realizing Zimei was still sitting beside them—even if she was unconscious—there was still a third party present!
She quickly forced a smile. "Mo Qian, I’m fine. These are tears of joy! That scum has been dealt with, I’m too happy to cry, not sad!"
"Really?" Gu Moqian gazed into her tear-stained eyes.
Ji Wei nodded firmly. "Really!" As she spoke, she stretched her arms around his neck tightly.
The vendetta of her past life had been avenged. From now on, she would no longer live for hatred. She would cherish the man in front of her, journey through life with him, and grow old together!
...
The SUV came to a stop beside the private airport on the outskirts of Tokyo.
On the vast expanse of opennd, only two people stood—Xi Nanfeng and Qin Sixue.
When Xi Nanfeng saw someone getting out of the car, he immediately rushed over, almost hopping in impatience.
"Old Mo, why are you guys just getting here? I was worried something had happened to you along the way and nearly went back myself!"
Gu Moqian was supported out of the car by Ji Wei. ncing around, he frowned and asked, "Where’s Old Ye?"
Xi Nanfeng peeked into the SUV, scratching his head. "Weird, why didn’t hee back with you guys..."
Gu Moqian’s eyes darkened as a sense of foreboding spread in his heart.
Xi Nanfeng quickly realized something was wrong and eximed, "Damn it, we’ve been tricked! He must have gone after Yamamoto Yu, that sly old fox!"
"What did you say!"
Zimei, who had awakened at some point, stumbled out of the car and charged up to Xi Nanfeng, demanding answers.
"Not long after you left, Old Ye said he was worried you might encounter Yamamoto’s men on your own and wouldn’t be able to handle them. So he took off in his car. I thought he went to look for you!"