Mo Fei was immensely pleased to see this scene unfold before her eyes.
Clearly, Qian Yikun was even more supportive than she expected.
“Since she is Feifei’s cousin, she’s naturally my cousin too. I’ll definitely take care of this matter.” Qian Yikun replied instantly, retracting his gaze from the pale expression on Ding Jiaqi’s face.
He never had much pity for other women.
Mo Fei was pleased, and that put her in a good mood. She held Qian Yikun’s hand and dug into his palm, proving her happiness.
Qian Yikun held her mischievous hand tightly. “Uncle, Auntie, I want to take Feifei out for a walk. I’ll send her back soon.”
Although it sounded like he was asking, Qian Yikun had no intention of asking at all. He only wanted to bring Mo Fei to a place where no one was around and shower her with passionate kisses.
Ding Haonan knew that he had no right to object, so he could only nod.
“Send her back before 12. You’re not married yet.” Ding Junqi was secretly happy. Qian Yikun’s sudden arrival was obviously a gigantic slap to their eldest uncle’s family and grandmother.
The person these crooks had been trying to curry favor with was already their son-in-law.
Qian Yikun turned around and looked at Ding Junqi, implying nothing else in his dark eyes. He left with Mo Fei.
Qian Yikun’s car was right outside. It was already spring, and the cold wind was not as piercing as before.
Mo Fei did not care about the atmosphere inside. All she knew was that she was feeling great.
As long as she was happy, that was enough. As for others, what did that have to do with her?
Qian Yikun held her hand and walked out. His car was parked behind the row of cars. It was at a corner inside the villa that resembled a blind spot.
Hence, after Qian Yikun pulled her over, he pinned her against the car. “Are you happy now?”
Mo Fei raised her eyebrows and jumped to hook her legs around his lean waist. She hooked her arms around his neck. “It feels so good, especially when I see the old woman’s face turn as black as the back of a wok. I feel so happy.”
“So, do I get bonus points for that?” Qian Yikun said as he held her knees and pressed her body against the car to prevent her from sliding down.
This was Mo Fei’s promise to him. would have to accumulate sixty points before he could go to their house to propose marriage.
What Qian Yikun did not expect was that the opportunity for him to earn some points to happen so quickly.
Qian Yikun was not worried that Mo Fei might eat her foot because Mo Fei herself did not mind.
Before she could answer, Qian Yikun already lowered his head and kissed her lips. This was what he had wanted to do ever since he returned.
Mo Fei was extremely happy today and did not act coy. Instead, she reciprocated Qian Yikun generously and increased the heat of the moment.
Mo Fei wore jeans today—an outfit that Qian Yikun hated most.
Ding Jiaqi, who had not given up, did not expect to see such a scene after following them out. Although there was no moonlight, the streetlights not far away illuminated them. She could clearly see the two of them kissing passionately on the car not far away.
It was rumored that Qian Yikun was a man of the Chastity Type, especially after he was engaged to Huang Jiaojiao. During that time, Huang Jiaojiao tried to seduce Qian Yikun. After all, many women would fantasize about a man like Qian Yikun.
However, Ding Jiaqi heard from Huang Jiaojiao before that this man was frigid and uninterested in such matters. She failed many times.
Yet, now…
Ding Jiaqi clenched her hands tightly. Her newly manicured nails stabbed into her palms. On the other side, the man opened the car door urgently and pushed the woman into the backseat.
