When Mr. Huang heard Qian Yikun’s words, his eyes lit up.
Qian Yikun clearly understood the glint in his eyes.
“My daughter is already like this, and I don’t want to make things more horrible than it is. Originally, I knew that my daughter was too ruthless. However, now that I look at it, it was all because of that woman.”
Mr. Huang sounded reasonable. Qian Yikun waited quietly for him to finish his sentence.
“Young’un, a straightforward person does not resort to insinuations. You have to bear the bulk of the responsibility for my daughter’s madness.” The more Mr. Huang spoke, the more excited he became. He was sure that his daughter’s madness had something to do with Mo Fei.
Qian Yikun’s expression finally shifted. “As for why your daughter went mad, I think you should ask your daughter about anything shameful that she has done, Mr. Huang. If you have any evidence, you can take it out. However, for the sake of your reputation, I think it’s best if you don’t mention anything about a marriage between your daughter and me.” Qian Yikun’s expression was austere as he stopped Mr. Huang from continuing.
Mr. Huang was not a fool either. He had said so much because he wanted to continue connecting the Huang family with the Qian family via marriage. Previously, since his daughter had done something like that, he was too embarrassed to mention it to the Qian family. However, just now, he finally found a reason.
It was a reason that would allow his daughter to get married and also get himself involved with the Qian family—killing two birds with one stone.
This was a brilliant plan, but it depended on whether Qian Yikun was willing or otherwise.
Hering Qian Yikun being so on point, Mr. Huang felt as if he had been slapped in the face by Qian Yikun.
The slap rang loud and clear, too.
“You, you—”
“If that’s what Mr. Huang wanted to say, then you shouldn’t have needed to say it at all. Your Huang family has done a good job at stirring up trouble,” Qian Yikun said mercilessly. After all, this kind of person was not worth showing mercy to.
Mr. Huang’s face boiled red as he watched Qian Yikun leave. However, there was nothing he could do.
The place where they roasted the meat in the morning was still covered in ashes. Mo Fei turned back tentatively along the way and did not notice anyone following her.
After blowing a whistle, someone had come out from behind the tree.
The man sat in a wheelchair, and there was a thick blanket covering his knees. Behind him, a young girl about seventeen or eighteen pushed the wheelchair for him.
The large sunglasses covered his face, but the smile on his face could easily lead someone into thinking that he was a person of gentle character.
Mo Fei walked over and slowly squatted down to lean on the man’s legs. At this moment, she was just like a child, completely devoid of the hostility that she normally enshrouded herself in.
The man’s pale and slender fingers landed on the back of her head, caressing her gently.
“Qian Yikun has been suspecting me, and Ye Cong is also investigating Mo Tian,” Mo Fei said in a low voice. “They’re planning to take action on the fifth. I feel that Slippers doesn’t know the nature of Tigger’s business.”
“Of course he doesn’t know,” the man said as he looked at Mo Fei who had raised her head. “And there’s no need for him to know.”
“That b*stard!” Mo Fei exclaimed through gritted teeth.
The man’s lips curled up again. “I thought you would give up on marrying him for the cause.”
“Since he suspects me, I’ll let his suspicion become reality.” Mo Fei’s face was filled with resentment and anger.
The girl behind the man pursed her lips and giggled under her breath. Mo Fei raised her head to throw the girl an annoyed look that the girl tried her best to suppress her laughter.
