How can it be so satisfying to be reasonable
"What on earth are you going to do?" Ding Jiaqi swallowed her saliva and asked cautiously.
"Ding Jiaqi, I don't like beating around the bush, and I don't like to reason with people." Mo Fei said, drawing a subtle mark on her neck, "I warned you, but you didn't do it at all. Take it seriously."
Ding Jiaqi's neck hurt. A layer of skin was scratched, but there was no blood. It was like we would be scratched by a page of paper. It hurt, but the wound was not visible.
"Cousin, I really didn't mean it today. I was just too worried about my second uncle. I -"
Before Ding Jiaqi could finish her words, a layer of skin on her neck was scratched by Mo Fei, "I hate people lying the most."
"Feifei-" Qian Yikun's voice came from downstairs.
Mo Fei suddenly put away the dagger in his hand, pushed Ding Jiaqi aside, and pretended that nothing happened just now.
After Qian Yikun greeted the servant below, he came up and saw that their servant had started to follow her old ways again. Now she was threatening people with a dagger.
When Ding Jiaqi saw Qian Yikun, her face changed subconsciously, but Mo Fei turned around and gave him a threatening look.
Ding Jiaqi immediately shut up, but subconsciously wanted Qian Yikun to see the wound on her neck.
Qian Yikun glanced over and held Mo Fei's hand. "I have something to ask you." Qian Yikun said and took Mo Fei back to her room. It seemed that he did not see Ding Jiaqi at all, let alone see her. The wound on her neck.
Could it be that Qian Yikun dragged him into the room and slammed the door, leaving Ding Jiaqi standing there stamping her feet in anger.
After Qian Yikun slammed the door, he took out the dagger from Mo Fei's back.
Could it be: "..."
This is embarrassing.
It's all that woman's fault!
"Could it be—"
"Well, you said, you said I can't do anything in a crowded place. There was no one just now." Mo Fei said hurriedly, "Besides, I haven't asked my question yet, what are you doing here? Aren't you going to handle the case? ?”
This is a very disgusting thing to say.
Qian Yikun stared at Mo Fei and finally threw the dagger aside.
"What's going on?" Qian Yikun pulled off his police uniform tie, obviously because of discomfort.
Could it be that Balala told Qian Yikun everything about today
Qian Yikun sat down by the bed and looked at a woman who was still excited when she talked about it. It seemed that he was away today and a lot of things happened.
"By the way, I saw Zhao Fangyu." Mo Fei said, pulled up the chair and sat upside down, placing his chin on the back of the chair and looking at Qian Yikun.
"Then what?" Qian Yikun finally took off his tie and threw it directly on the bed.
"I don't know. I feel uncomfortable when I see him. When we were having dinner together that day, those big locusts kept making noise, and he was the only one watching the show." Mo Fei tilted his head, "And today he is the one who Ding Jiaqi took it away."
Qian Yikun listened, responded, and looked at Mo Fei, who was frowning at this moment.
It is really difficult for her to let her deal with these things.
"Ding Jiaqi does have a low IQ. I think Ding Haobei's real intention is to ask Ding Jiaqi to find out Gu Juexi's attitude towards you Ding. If he treats you well, then let your grandma steal the official seal slowly and wait until Ding is here. If Gu Juexi only invites you because of his face, he may take action now." Qian Yikun explained to Mo Fei.