The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Chapter 1704 - The Same Birthmark (Part One)

Chapter 1704: The Same Birthmark (Part One)

Qian Yikun’s reaction was within Mo Fei’s expectations. She scoffed and closed her eyes. “So, Mr. Hypocrite, I’m thankful that you saved me, but don’t say things that will cause misunderstandings in the future. I owe you a favor this time. In the future, if you have anyone you need dead but are too embarrassed to do so, you can leave them to me.”

Qian Yikun’s face turned cold. Was killing someone the only thing that this woman spoke of?

Mo Fei felt Qian Yikun getting to his feet. Her lips curled up but there was a hint of loneliness in her small smile. “Sorry about that. I don’t know anything else other than killing people.”

Qian Yikun left. She angered him.

After the door closed, Mo Fei slowly opened her eyes and looked at her hand which was wrapped up like a dumpling.

‘Mo Fei, stop relying on anyone. Otherwise, the person who won’t be able to return to the past, in the end, is you.’

Even her biological parents could abandon her, so who else could she rely on in this world?

Nobody!

Relying on anyone was suicide, and she did not intend to do so.

After Qian Yikun went out, he did not go downstairs immediately. Instead, he stood in the living room on the second floor and looked back at the bedroom.

Love?

This word was too loaded.

Even to Ye Yuwei, he merely liked her.

To Mo Fei, it was heartache. The more he knew about her past, the more his heart ached.

This heartache prompted him to say that he would marry her. The same heartache made him want to give her someone to rely on.

Qian Yikun brooded for a while before he went downstairs and left.

“Yikun, where are you going?” Qian Yikun’s mother followed him to the door and shouted.

“I’ll be back soon. Please help me take care of Mo Fei,” Qian Yikun answered as he drove out.

Qian Yikun left his house and went to a place. It was as if he knew that someone was waiting for him there.

There was indeed someone waiting for him on the street not far from the police station.

Qian Yikun opened the car door and got out. With a throw of his hand, he slammed the car door shut.

Ye Cong placed one hand in his coat pocket and leaned against the wall, waiting for Qian Yikun to come over. When Qian Yikun arrived, he extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

“I didn’t expect that person to be you,” Ye Cong said as he stepped on the cigarette butt under his feet.

“I will help you look for Mo Tian. However, the prerequisite is that you have to let Mo Fei go.” Qian Yikun went straight to the point.

“For what?” Ye Cong sneered. “Anyone related to Mo Tian deserves to die.”

“Mo Fei is innocent.”

“How could someone related to Mo Tian be innocent?” Ye Cong said. He wished he could crush the cigarette under his feet. “Qian Yikun, you are smart, but she still has to die.”

Qian Yikun frowned. “Are you the one behind the Huang family’s matter?”

“I thought you would ask Mo Fei to change her appearance and marry you. I didn’t expect you to choose to let her go. Qian Yikun, is she that important to you?” She was so important that he did not want her to do something that she could not accept doing.

Important or otherwise, Qian Yikun did not know, but he knew that he would protect her.

“I know that you’ve been looking for Mo Tian. Although I don’t know what grudges you have with Mo Tian, if you want to find out more about Mo Tian, you must start with Mo Fei. Even if you kill Mo Fei now, you won’t be able to find Mo Tian,” Qian Yikun said in a low voice.

“That’s why I didn’t kill her,” Ye Cong said with a smile. “And I gave you a chance, didn’t I?”

“I will find Mo Tian for you. You, let Mo Fei go.” Qian Yikun reiterated his initial purpose of going to Ye Cong.