Mo Qian didn't answer; instead, he pulled her tightly into his arms, his chin resting against the soft crown of her head.
"No matter who this person is, I won't let them go. Anyone who dares to hurt you—I won't allow it, not even myself, let alone someone insignificant."
Ji Wei pressed her cheek against his chest, listening to the strong, steady rhythm of his heartbeat. It brought her a sense of peace she'd never felt before.
After quietly holding him for a long moment, Ji Wei suddenly lifted her head and asked, "Aren't you going to work today?"
"You're the most important,"
Mo Qian replied.
"Honestly, I'm fine now. It's just a small wound on my arm. You must have so much to handle at the company. You really don't need to stay with me on purpose."
Mo Qian looked at her without answering.
Ji Wei spoke again, "Sister-in-law Zhang is here at home. You can rest assured. Besides, I'm not that fragile."
