The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy Chapter 1696 – Marry Me, Please? (Part Twenty-six)

Chapter 1696: Marry Me, Please? (Part Twenty-six)

Qian Yikun paused. “Isn’t he your godfather?”

“That’s what I’m saying. A woman like me can even kill her father. Why would I be afraid of killing an outsider?” Mo Fei teased in a self-deprecating manner.

Qian Yikun’s expression changed slightly as he added in a low voice, “I’m serious. This matter is very important.”

“He’s really dead.” Mo Fei leaned against the bed frame. A dimness enshrouded her eyes. It felt like she could only confirm that she was still a living person every time this happened.

It was because those memories could tear her apart.

When Qian Yikun saw Mo Fei’s slight change in her expression and the self-mockery on her face, he felt as if someone had ruthlessly snatched the deepest part of his heart. His heart ached.

“Why do you ask?” Mo Fei recollected her thoughts and her muddled gaze shifted to land on Qian Yikun instead.

Qian Yikun reached out and held Mo Fei’s hand, warming her cold hands. “Ye Cong isn’t close to his father, so it’s unlikely that he’s chasing after you for his father’s sake. There’s one thing, though. Most of Ye Cong’s business in taking in assassins for the past few years is related to you.”

“…” Mo Fei did not know what to say.

Befuddlement covered Mo Fei’s entire face. She had no idea what Qian Yikun meant.

Suddenly, she recalled how Ye Cong kept asking her about Mo Tian. “Do you mean that Ye Cong is still looking for Mo Tian and he thinks Mo Tian isn’t dead?”

“He’s really not dead.”

“Impossible.” Mo Fei suddenly stood up, her entire body filled with unprecedented agitation. “Qian Yikun, you don’t believe me, right? I killed him. How could I remember that wrongly?”

Qian Yikun sat on the stool and looked at the agitated Mo Fei. When she was almost done, Qian Yikun looked at her as she returned to her seat. “If you want Ye Cong to let you off, you have to find Mo Tian. Unfortunately, I coincidentally found out that Mo Tian was very close to Cheng Jie.”

“Cheng Jie?” Cheng Jie repeated the name. Although she did not have much interaction with this name in the past, she knew this person.

“If the person Cheng Jie was looking for back then was Mo Tian, that means that Mo Tian burned down the orphanage. Ye Cong stayed there for a period of time. If I’m not wrong, that period of time was very important to him, so—”

Mo Fei’s thoughts were all over the place, but she still pretended to be calm and said, “That, that’s just your blind guess, right?”

Qian Yikun looked at Mo Fei with worry in his eyes. He remembered Mo Fei telling him that she would not look for her family and that she did not need them.

However, what he had found was far more than what he had guessed.

Qian Yikun was worried. Would she be able to bear knowing these facts?

She knew about the fire at the orphanage because it was Ye Yuwei’s orphanage. Ye Yuwei’s closest kin had also died in the fire.

Although she and Mo Tian only had the relationship of being used and being used, if Mo Tian was really behind it, how would she face Ye Yuwei in the future?

“He’s truly dead.” Mo Fei insisted.

Qian Yikun wanted to say something, but he swallowed his words. Then, he said, “You should rest first. If Ye Cong wants to know about Mo Tian from you, he won’t kill you now.”

Mo Fei lay down in bed. Qian Yikun reached out to pull the covers over her body.

“Hypocrite, why did you save me time and time again? Aren’t you getting married?” Mo Fei asked after lying down.

After tucking her in, Qian Yikun sat down on the bed again, ignoring her question.

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