Qian Yikun looked at the smile on her face. For a moment, he wanted to tear her smile apart. This terrifying thought came at such an uncontrollable speed.
He would never have come up with thoughts so cruel that it could be considered insane, but Mo Fei’s existence stirred him up.
If someone told him that his love for this woman did not cause this, he would not have believed it himself.
“Can you… Not marry him?” Qian Yikun rested his forehead on Mo Fei’s shoulder as he pleaded. He was like a child who was about to lose, praying for the last chance.
Even though he knew that Mo Fei’s marriage with Ye Cong was laden with deals, he still could not convince himself to accept it.
“Whatever he can help you with, I can too.”
Mo Fei leaned against the wall while feeling the warmth from his body. She wanted to return the hug, but in the end, she forced herself to stop.
Ye Cong could die, but he must not.
That was why Ye Cong could help her, and he must not.
“Officer Qian, don’t tell me you’ve really fallen in love with me? You have such horrible taste. After all, I—” Before she could finish her sentence, Qian Yikun had already pressed his lips against hers.
Mo Fei’s mind went blank for a moment. When she regained her senses, she realized how normal it felt. With a small smile, she wrapped her arms around Qian Yikun’s neck and accepted his kiss that was filled with anxiety and despair.
Behind her was a door leading to a small room in the villa. Mo Fei’s hand fumbled around for the handle of the door. Then, she opened the door. Qian Yikun pushed Mo Fei directly into the room without ever peeling his lips away from hers.
From afar, Ye Cong leaned on the windowsill to watch. He clicked his tongue several times. The woman who was going to marry him tomorrow was currently starring in an indescribable scene with another man.
Hmm, this cuckolding was quite a glaring one.
Due to the unknown tomorrow, Mo Fei—who had never known fear—finally understood fear for the first time. It was mainly caused by the man currently on top of her.
The servants’ room was not big, but there was plenty of space for them.
It was not until dawn that the small servant’s room finally lapsed into silence.
There was no heater in the servants’ room. Qian Yikun wrapped his coat tightly around the woman in his arms. “Mo Fei, I’ll wait for you.”
Qian Yikun said softly. His kiss that landed beside her ear was still scorching to the touch.
Without any warning, the softest part of Mo Fei’s heart was instantly filled up by his words.
Mo Fei suddenly turned around and sat on Qian Yikun, pressing her hands on his shoulders. In a few hours, it would be her wedding with another man. Regardless of whether this wedding was real or fake, no one could predict the outcome.
“Qian Yikun, the Mo Fei you know isn’t the same as the real Mo Fei. She doesn’t need the redemption you offer, so find an ordinary person and get married.” As Mo Fei spoke, she got up from Qian Yikun’s body. Then, she retrieved her clothes and put them on without shying away.
Qian Yikun sat up. His windbreaker was loosely draped over his body, giving him the charm of an uninhibited man.
After putting on her clothes, Mo Fei turned around and pressed her hands on his neck. Then, she kissed him on the lips. “Qian Yikun, your moves are rather impressive, so I don’t mind if we continue to be f*ckbuddi…”
“Get lost.” Qian Yikun’s expression darkened.
Mo Fei giggled and let go of Qian Yikun’s neck. Then, she straightened her clothes.
After tidying up her clothes, Mo Fei did what a f*ckboy would do and left without turning back.
Like the sun that rose from the east, the war began today!
