Mo Fei was pulled back and sat down by Wen Shan, "Sister Mo Fei, what if I was afraid that I wouldn't even let you in just now?"
Could it be that she was forced to sit down? Wenshan took the pillow and sat down next to her, "But what happened to you and Qian Yikun? Did you two quarrel?"
"No." Could it be that the thought of Qian Yikun made him feel depressed at this moment.
Wen Shan nodded her chin and sat cross-legged, "Sister, could it be that you actually like Qian Yikun, right?"
"What kind of international joke are you kidding? I will like him?" Mo Fei shouted directly.
"Oh, why don't you like how excited you are?" Wenshan bumped Mo Fei's shoulder with her shoulder, "Sister Mo Fei, you said that we both worked as bridesmaids with my sister-in-law, so we are in love, so just tell me the truth. , do you like Qian Yikun?"
"I like him, unless I die!" Mo Fei sneered.
Wen Shan sighed and leaned directly on the sofa, "What if Qian Yikun likes you?"
"He likes me? That's also an international joke." Mo Fei's voice contained more sneers.
Wenshan rolled her eyes and heard the sound of opening the door. She screamed and jumped up from the sofa, "My boss is back."
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Could it be that she twitched the corner of her mouth, she was still naive.
Nalan Chunbo just opened the door and came in, when Wen Shan jumped on him. He stretched out his arms to hug him. Wen Shan hooked her legs around his waist and put her arms around his neck. "What did the principal ask you to do?"
"Some things about the reform." Nalan Chunbo came in with her in his arms, but he saw a smile on the sofa facing him.
Nalan Chunbo was stunned for a moment. He followed Wenshan no matter how much trouble she made at home. He also liked Wenshan to make trouble with him, but now that there was an outsider in the house, he still let Wenshan go.
"How did you come?"
"What are you looking at? Why are you showing me this face?" Mo Fei sneered, watching Nalan Chunbo and Wenshan sit down opposite, "I have no place to go, you take me in." "
"Why did you provoke him?" Nalan Chunbo took the water from Wenshan with a smile, reached out and held her hand, and then said again: "Don't tell me you don't know who Ye Cong is?"
Mo Fei lay on his side on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, "When did he have such a good relationship with his father? Besides, with 200 million, he's not a good person."
"Are you so short of money?"
"There's no shortage, I'm bored." Mo Fei said it matter-of-factly.
"I'm so bored that I killed someone who Qian Yikun might hit with a gun. I know that a case that Qian Yikun solved some time ago involved one of his people." Nalan Chunbo obviously didn't buy Mo Fei's account.
"Hey, what does this matter have to do with Qian Yikun?" Could it be that he was anxious, feeling like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Wen Shannui smiled a little obscenely next to Nalan Chunbo.
Could it be that I feel like I've been tricked? Nalan Chunbo is just an old ghost.
"It's not necessarily safe for you to stay here. Ye Cong knows your relationship with me." Nalan Chunbo told the truth.
Mo Fei's face changed slightly, but he still had a smile, "Yes, I know." Mo Fei said, stood up and left.
"Could it be that sister—" Wenshan shouted hurriedly.
Mo Fei wanted to cry for a moment, but if she cried, she wouldn't be Mo Fei.
"I have a place you can go to." Nalan Chunbo stood up and said.