The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

“That’s what I heard,” Lu Qichuan said, “Now it proves that your plan is already halfway through, but I received another piece of information that you may find intriguing.”

Gu Juexi looked up at Lu Qichuan, gesturing for him to start talking.

“I bumped into Mo Fei, and she mentioned she heard a rumor in the underworld about someone burning a big hole in their pocket to hire CG. You know CG, don’t you?” Lu Qichuan pressed his hands on the table and looked at Gu Juexi.

CG, a mysterious hitman organization. No one knew the exact number of their members, but one thing was certain: their members consisted of special forces dishonorably discharged for violating the rules, which means that they were a radical group.

Moreover, the tasks they took were dependent on their mood. Payment was secondary. Their primary factor was their mood.

Gu Juexi had a history with them. At that time, CG accepted a job and its target—Gu Juexi. The outcome of the job was that one should stand, and the other one should fall.

Therefore, several members of CG had perished in the hands of Gu Juexi. After that, no one was willing to accept the job of killing Gu Juexi.

Including CG.

Those who lacked skills had to accept their fate to be killed. That was the unwritten rule of the underworld.

Now that CG was out on the road again, their purpose was rather obvious.

“Where is Mo Fei?” Gu Juexi asked.

“Playing cat and mouse with Qian Yikun. I heard that Qian Yikun’s fiancee’s house became haunted recently. They’re quite lively,” Lu Qichuan laughed.

Gu Juexi arched his eyebrows. Could they be any more childish?

“Who has the ability to bring CG out?”

“Money,” Gu Juexi said flatly.

“CG doesn’t need money,” Lu Qichuan emphasized.

“What about half of Gu International’s money?” Gu Juexi lifted his gaze and said.

Lu Qichuan clamped his mouth shut. Half of Gu International’s money. He wasn’t tall enough to have pockets deep enough to hold that kind of money.

Aunt Gu held half of Gu International’s money in her hands. If she wanted to win the mare or lose the halter, it was possible to bet it with all the money she had.

“What do we do now?”

“Gu Tianmu asked me to stay put, didn’t he? Let him deal with it,” Gu Juexi sneered.

Lu Qichuan frowned and thought, ‘So what are you two going to do?’

When Ye Yuwei left the hotel and got into the car, she was so shocked to see someone sitting in the passenger seat that she shrieked. After realizing who the person was, she patted her heaving chest, inhaled deeply and glared at Mo Fei. “You scared me to death.”

Mo Fei asked her to start driving. She looked askance at Ye Yuwei and asked, “Aren’t you glad to see me?”

Ye Yuwei started the car and shot Mo Fei a cynical look. “Not really. Every time you show up, I’m in trouble.”

“Hahaha!” Mo Fei laughed out loud. She leaned back in her chair and looked at Ye Yuwei, pouting. “I’m sad to hear you say that.”

“Lose that pout, and I’ll be more convinced,” Ye Yuwei smirked.

Mo Fei laughed even more gleefully. She embraced Ye Yuwei, who was behind the wheels and smacked a kiss on her cheek. “Why do I love you so much? Just dump Gu Juexi already and stay with me.”

Although Mo Fei and Ye Yuwei were not living in the same world, they hit it off and got along well. They didn’t meet often, but they could talk about anything like they had been friends all their lives.

Ye Yuwei heaved a sigh of disapproval.

“I heard that a certain socialite’s house became haunted some time ago, did you hear anything about it?” Ye Yuwei asked, glancing at Mo Fei pointedly.

“A good conscience is a soft pillow. I just walked by her window and she thought I was a ghost! She must have a guilty conscience to misunderstand my existence. What do you think?” Not only did she not deny it, but Mo Fei admitted to her behavior truthfully.