The slippers put both hands on the table, and the handcuffs hit the edge of the table with a crisp sound.
The meaning of Qian Yikun's words, coupled with the back figure he just saw, made Slipper's eyes start to turn red, "You guys, even if you can catch me, it's of no use."
Qian Yikun watched him speak word by word calmly, watching his face become ferocious, but he always had a faint smile.
"Be honest." Seeing that he was about to stand up, the vice-captain slapped his hand on the table.
"Whether it's useful or not, you will know soon. Take him down." Qian Yikun said, stood up and turned around to leave.
He made a sound with his slipper fingers on the table and stared at the direction Qian Yikun left.
Qian Yikun returned to his office. He was walking around in his office. When he heard the door open, he turned back and looked at Qian Yikun. "Hypocrite, do you think my presence will be useful?"
"At least he is excited, maybe he wants to kill you." Qian Yikun said, walked closer to Mo Fei, reached out and pinched her chin, "Even if this face is changed, people can still recognize it. How much does he hate you, or has he seen your face?"
A soft voice, an obvious temptation.
Could it be that Qishou pushed his ungrateful hand away and said with a sneer: "Hypocrite, is it interesting for you to do this?"
Qian Yikun raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously looking very interesting.
This issue was temporarily closed. Qian Yikun went to deal with the matter, but he still stayed in his office.
Mo Fei was sitting behind his desk playing games. When he looked up, he could see the man talking to his colleagues outside.
[Sometimes, it’s okay for you to lean on a man.]
This is the funniest joke she has ever heard. At least, Qian Yikun is not the person she can rely on, and there is no one in this world she can rely on.
Especially the one she loves.
Mo Fei nodded in boredom with his chin in his hands, and came back to his senses when he saw the message from Ye Yuwei.
[Mrs. Gu: I will go back tomorrow and go to the resort the day after tomorrow. Wenshan and I have agreed.
Mo Fei: OK.
Mrs. Gu: Did Brother Qian tell you? We're staying until after New Year's Day.
Mo Fei: I told you to show you something.
Could it be: [picture]
Mrs. Gu: Hahahaha, your wedding dress
Mrs. Gu: What kind of look is that? Are you going to become a monk
Could it be: Qian Yikun's eyes, straight male cancer has overflowed the screen.
Mrs. Gu: Hahahaha—you have no objection
Mo Fei: I won’t accept refutation, that’s it.]
Could it be that the wedding dress still felt eye-catching when she looked at it now? Fortunately, she wasn't looking forward to the wedding in the first place.
[Mrs. Gu: Do you know what a wedding means to a man
Mrs. Gu: As long as they participate, they don’t have the right to express their opinions.
Could it be:…]
Did she understand it wrong
Mo Fei continued to hold his chin and look at the man outside, but this wedding was destined to be a fake.
Mo Fei was thinking that the mobile phone placed by Qian Yikun on the table suddenly lit up. Mo Fei hurriedly reached out and took the phone over. There was an encrypted message on it. Mo Fei looked up outside and then opened the message.
[On January 5th, Qian Yikun was trapped.]
Mo Fei deleted the message and slowly placed the phone on the table.
[Mrs. Gu: But seriously, how much does Brother Qian care about you to choose such a wedding dress?]
Mo Fei clicked on the table and his eyes hurt a little when he read this sentence.