There is not much space in the car. After all, Qian Yikun drives a more ordinary car to work - a BMW!
The most common car in the Qian family.
Qian Yikun bent his legs and pressed Mo Fei on the back seat. Mo Fei smiled and hugged Qian Yikun's neck, "Someone is filming you."
Qian Yikun lowered his head and bit her neck. Of course he knew that, so he didn't kiss Mo Fei before getting into the car. He was still calm.
"Who did you meet just now?" Qian Yikun asked in a deep voice.
Mo Fei pressed down on his neck and blocked everything he wanted to say with a French kiss.
Qian Yikun didn't get what he wanted in the end, because the woman in his arms was so tired that he fell asleep.
Qian Yikun carefully stood up and tidied up the mess between the two of them, and then put her clothes on. He raised his head and looked out through the windshield in front. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he took the blanket to cover Mo Fei. After seeing When Mo Fei's cell phone lit up, he reached out and picked it up.
"Mom, it's me."
"Yikun, are you and Feifei together? Why didn't you answer the phone just now?" Qian's mother said unhappily when she heard her son's voice.
"I was busy just now. I didn't hear you. I took Feifei away. I have nothing to do this afternoon." Qian Yikun said in a low voice. When he saw the document bag dropped under the seat, Qian Yikun reached out to pick it up. .
Just when Qian Yikun almost touched the document bag, Mo Fei suddenly reached out and pressed his wrist. Qian Yikun turned around, and Mo Fei's eyes seemed to burst into laughter.
"Prison boss, I have privacy."
Qian Yikun slowly took back his hand, but his eyes were not kind.
Mo Fei picked up the document bag and pressed it under him, "What if you see the infertility report and you don't want to marry me?" Mo Fei said in a serious way, as if Qian Yikun was a scumbag.
Qian Yikun: "..."
Qian Yikun slapped her on the forehead, then opened the car door and got out of the car.
Mo Fei was lying on the back seat, feeling a little sore. This place was so embarrassing. After Qian Yikun opened the driver's door and got in the car, Mo Fei supported his head with one hand: "Prison boss, I'll get a bigger car in the future." It’s my son’s car, but it can’t let go of my long legs, which are 1.8 meters tall.”
Qian Yikun paused when he wanted to start the car, and his hand on the steering wheel tightened a little.
This car is a bit smaller.
However, this is not the point.
There must be something being hidden from him, which makes him feel very unhappy.
Qian Yikun suddenly started the car. Could it be that he groaned and lay down on the back seat? Was this man seeking death
"By the way, did you find anything new when you met Lin Xuan today?" Mo Fei took the initiative to change the topic to Qian Yikun.
Qian Yikun looked at Mo Fei in the rearview mirror, "Lin Xuan provided the phone number of a person behind the scenes, which belongs to Ding Junchi."
Mo Fei clicked his tongue, so there's nothing more to say, it's almost confirmed, isn't it
"So are you going to arrest Ding Junchi?" Mo Fei said, still looking at the roof of the car, and it didn't seem very satisfying to arrest Ding Junchi like this.
"The day after tomorrow at the latest." Qian Yikun gave her a time point, "Whether it is him or not, the evidence now points to him, and he has enough reasons to do this."
Mo Fei turned around and asked Qian Yikun to start the air circulation in the car. The smell was a bit strong.
Qian Yikun glanced at her and reached out to open the air circulation.
"The old woman and Ding Jiaqi haven't gotten the official seal. If Ding Jiaqi can't get the official seal tonight, Ding Junchi will be in a hurry tomorrow." Could it be that his 1.8-meter long legs were lying on his stomach and almost fell on the roof of the car? .