The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Chapter 1721: The Same Birthmark (Part Eighteen)

In the police station where they treat women like men, they were suddenly swarmed with something like this. Even their breathing became awkward. What kind of joke was this?

Qian Yikun looked at Mo Fei in horror. Meanwhile, Mo Fei leaned against his chest and blinked at Qian Yikun.

Qian Yikun extended one hand and pushed Mo Fei aside. “Speak properly.”

Mo Fei made a ‘tsk’ sound and straightened up. When the waiter brought the milk over, she threw the cup of milk a look of disdain.

Qian Yikun picked up the milk and tested the temperature. “Drink it.”

She puffed up her cheeks and glared at Qian Yikun.

“Ahem—” Everyone coughed lightly. They had confirmed that they were not really here for a meal. They were here to chow on dog food.

After Mo Fei’s little act, Xia Li’s face turned red, and she no longer dared to say anything else.

Content with the outcome, Mo Fei started to eat. Fighting with her? Why did she not look at herself in the mirror first?

After dinner, Qian Yikun held Mo Fei’s hand as they sent the group out. “Keep an eye on Slippers. I think he won’t be able to hold on for a few more days. When the time comes, find a way to hook him to tell us when the goods are released next.”

“Yes,” said the vice-captain. He glanced at the time. “Then, you and Sister-in-law should go back first. I’ll take the responsibility of sending them back.”

Qian Yikun nodded and reminded everyone to be careful. Then, he turned around and left with Mo Fei.

Mo Fei flung his hand away. “What are you doing?”

Qian Yikun pushed her into the car and pushed both his hands on the car door. “There’s nothing wrong in bringing your fiancée to meet the people around you.”

Mo Fei reached out to scratch her ears. “Wait a minute. It’s too dark. I didn’t hear you. Can you repeat that?”

Qian Yikun closed the car door and went over to open the door of the driver’s seat. He had no intention of repeating himself.

Qian Yikun started the car. Mo Fei peered at him a few times. When she saw that he was ignoring her, she snorted and snuck out Qian Yikun’s phone.

Qian Yikun suddenly reached out and grabbed the other end of his phone.

This was an instinctual self-defense mechanism for the sake of his privacy.

Qian Yikun, “…”

“Can’t your fiancée have a look at your phone?” Mo Fei asked with an ambiguous smile.

Just when she thought that he would snatch the phone away, Qian Yikun slowly retracted his hand. “Xia Li likes to tease people. You don’t have to take her seriously.”

“What’s there for me to take seriously of?” Mo Fei asked as she passed the phone to him, gesturing him to unlock his phone.

Qian Yikun reached out a hand to unlock it.

Mo Fei took the phone with a smile and turned on the selfie function. Then, she took a photo of herself. She looked at it and was very satisfied. She immediately set it up as the phone screen saver for Qian Yikun.

“…” Qian Yikun was speechless.

So, what was the woman who said she was not angry doing?

After doing all that, Mo Fei was satisfied. Only then did she turn on his WeChat. Much to her dismay, there were not many people on it, and it was all filled with work-related messages. Thus, Mo Fei logged out of his account and logged into her own account.

Mo Fei: [Bored to the point of explosion. When are you coming back?]

Mrs. Gu: [Tomorrow or the day after. I’ll talk to Gu Juexi about going to the hot spring on New Year’s Day. Will you come? Coincidentally, my brother’s bringing Wen Shan along as well. Since Yaojing’s pregnant, she won’t be going.]

Mo Fei: [You guys are going in pairs. What’s the point of me going?]

Mrs. Gu: [Don’t you have Big Brother Qian?]

Mo Fei: […]

Mo Fei snuck a glance at the man driving beside her. Honestly, she thought that there was nothing good about this man.