In a five-star private room in Qian Feng Hotel, B City.
“Sister-in-law, it’s all thanks to you gracing us with your presence. Our captain has never treated us to a meal before.”
Since they were out for dinner, everyone changed into casual clothes.
Mo Fei raised her eyebrows and looked at the man beside her who was occupied with ordering food for everyone. The man was a natural at ordering food; he remembered everyone’s tastes. He treated his comrades like his own brothers.
Yet, Mo Fei could not help brooding—she was contemplating about what Qian Yikun meant by introducing her to his colleagues.
With her identity, was she supposed to befriend a group of police officers?
Had Mars crashed into Earth?
Was he nuts?
“We’ll get these first. If it’s not enough, they can add more themselves.” Qian Yikun spoke as he handed the menu to the waiter.
“Okay, Young Master Qian. Would you like any drinks? Red wine, perhaps?”
“Hee—”
“Drinks. And bring me a glass of milk.” Qian Yikun pinned Mo Fei’s hand down, stopping her from drinking.
Milk?
For her?!
Mo Fei stared at Qian Yikun in disbelief. Qian Yikun replied calmly, “You haven’t recovered from your cold. You should drink some milk.”
“Boss, are you treating us to a meal, or are you treating us to dog food?” The young policeman sitting beside Qian Yikun exclaimed, obviously dissatisfied at what was going on.
“That’s right. Boss, you’re so strict with us. Aren’t you afraid that we’ll get jealous if you treat Sister-in-law like this?” Another person chimed in.
“Tsk, you only have one wife. Some people are more important than others. Don’t you bunch of people know which one’s which?” A short-haired girl looked at her teammates with disdain. What a bunch of dumbasses.
Mo Fei kept her gaze on the woman who bought her snacks that afternoon. She sat the furthest away from Qian Yikun and sat with her head lowered in silence.
Mo Fei nudged Qian Yikun, who was talking to his teammates. Qian Yikun only raised his head to look at the girl before looking down at Mo Fei again. “What?”
Mo Fei rolled her eyes. This man who knew how to act was such a natural.
They were chatting and laughing. Yet, Mo Fei kept close attention to that woman all along. Some of them attempted to gossip with Mo Fei, but all of their efforts were blocked out by Qian Yikun.
Mo Fei had a feeling that Qian Yikun brought her here on purpose. As for why, she did not know.
“Captain Qian, isn’t it unfair that you’d hide your kept mistress from us?” the woman suddenly said, interrupting the cheerful commotion at the table. “If it wasn’t for the news, we might still be in the dark.”
The moment her voice spilled out from her mouth, the room fell deathly silent.
It was no secret that Xia Li had a crush on Qian Yikun. However, it was revealed that Qian Yikun hid someone he liked at home, and they were about to get married, too.
Sadly, everyone knew about it except their captain. He even asked her to buy food for Mo Fei in the morning. It could only be said that their captain’s brain was lacking some common sense.
Mo Fei watched Qian Yikun with eyes that were excited to see how the show unfurled as he continued putting food into her plate. Everyone seemed to be waiting for Qian Yikun’s answer.
Qian Yikun raised his eyebrows to look at Mo Fei. She blinked.
Qian Yikun placed the food properly into Mo Fei’s bowl before putting down his chopsticks. Then, he got the waiter to fetch a cup of warm milk. “This one of mine is too shy. We didn’t want to announce it too soon.”
Hearing his shameless announcement, Mo Fei let out an almost unnoticeable snort. Then, she reached out and hugged Qian Yikun’s arm. “If you already know that I’m shy, why did you say it out loud? I’ll have to punch your chest with my little fist.”
The corners of Qian Yikun’s mouth twitched uncontrollably. He lowered his head and looked at the fist that seemed to be landing on his chest in nimble strokes—it was actually done with great force.
This woman— Was she crazy?
