Mo Fei had a coy smile on her face the entire time as she leaned against the seat and looked at the man driving in front of her.
“Why? Are you afraid that if I die in Ye Cong’s hands, you, Officer Qian, will become a joke for the rest of your life because you failed to catch me?” Mo Fei said with a smile. Even though her chest still hurt, this kind of pain did not bother her.
Qian Yikun continued driving and ignored her.
However, Qian Yikun’s ignoring her did not become the reason she stopped talking. “Hypocrite, are you too embarrassed to say it? You can continue to talk about your pretentious dignity, or perhaps you can talk about how noble you are.”
Qian Yikun peered at her through the rear-view mirror and said unhappily, “You don’t have to worry about the Huang family. I’ve already clarified things with them.”
“Oh—” Mo Fei turned her head in a curve and answered comically. It was hard to tell whether she was disappointed or mocking him. “Aren’t you afraid of angering your father to death, Mr. Hypocrite? You might not care about saving your face, but he does, doesn’t he?”
The Qian family had always been unwilling to burn the bridge with the Huang Family. Ye Yuwei explained that in the corporate world, the reason why Qian Feng Enterprise had been able to remain in such a good state all these years was all because of the good diplomatic relations that Qian Feng Enterprise had with others. This was different from Gu Juexi’s iron fist. Once there was a problem with the diplomacy, it would greatly affect the Qian Feng Enterprise.
Hence, even though Huang Jiaojiao treated Qian Yikun this way, the Qian family did not step forward to denounce the Huang family. Even if the Qian family was in the right, people would still hold grudges against the Qian family for suing others in retaliation.
Even though there was nothing wrong for the Qian family to do that.
Qian Yikun’s eyelids twitched again. “It’s none of your business.”
“Heh,” Mo Feifei scoffed. He made it sounded like she really cared.
“Qian Yikun, your father wants you to marry me?” Mo Fei suddenly asked.
This sentence was rather abrupt compared to the previous topic. Qian Yikun gripped the steering wheel tightly but pretended to be calm. “Who told you that? Marry you? How highly do you take yourself as?”
Mo Fei spat some profanity that sounded absolutely unpleasant. Qian Yikun frowned. He really did not like to hear Mo Fei swear.
Qian Yikun did not say a word to Mo Fei until they reached home. He went straight to the guest room after he got home.
“Mrs. Qian, where did you go? You scared me to death.” When Xin Ya saw Mo Fei, she nearly cried.
Mo Fei heard the thundering sound from the door that slammed shut. Clearly, she was the one who had returned from the gates of hell, and he was also the one who said that she was out of his league in the car. Should she not be the one who was angry right now?
“It’s nothing. I just went out for a walk. I’m going to rest now. You should go to bed, too.” Mo Fei patted Xin Ya on the shoulder before heading into the master bedroom.
‘Mo Fei, oh, Mo Fei… Why are you pretending to be a good person?
‘They don’t need you. They don’t need your kindness.’
Xin Ya stood in the living room and looked at the closed guest room and master bedroom door. She could not help but scratch her head. What was going on?
Mo Fei lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. Her chest was hurting so much, and she attributed the pain to her physical wound.
‘You don’t have to worry about the Huang family. I’ve already clarified things with them.’
‘Marry you? How highly do you take yourself as?’
The two sentences were like a curse as they rang in her ears one after another.
To avoid marrying her, that man was willing to throw his own father’s face.
“Qian Yikun, am I that bad?” Mo Fei gritted her teeth as she spoke. The pillowcase under her hand was instantly torn.
It was as though this pillowcase was the person sleeping in the opposite room.
