The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

At the police station.

“Captain Qian, we’ve just discovered Dong Feng’s body at the outskirts of the city.” The vice-captain ran in quickly, forgetting to knock on the door.

Qian Yikun’s head snapped up as he quickly got up and ran out.

This was already the third life taken, and this happened before they could make full use of Dong Feng.

Qian Yikun had a feeling that Dong Feng’s death this time had something to do with someone.

As for who this someone was, there was not a need for Dong Feng to think too much off.

When they arrived at the crime scene, they found Dong Feng shot in the forehead, and there were several snakes crawling on his body. However, after some investigation, it was confirmed that these snakes were not poisonous.

The coroner took off his gloves and mask and looked at Qian Yikun, who had just entered the room. “Captain Qian, he died by one gunshot. It was a long-distance shot. These snakes aren’t poisonous, so the gunshot was his fatal shot.”

Qian Yikun lowered his head and looked at Dong Feng, who was still lying on the ground with his eyes wide open. Qian Yikun rested his hands on his own waist.

“Bring him back,” Qian Yikun said as he continued to look around. Other than the footprints of a few men, he did not find anything else.

When Qian Yikun turned around to leave, he received a message.

[Ye Cong is the murderer.]

Qian Yikun looked at the string of numbers. When he called the number, the number no longer existed.

Qian Yikun peered at the message. Ye Cong?

Qian Yikun turned around and looked at the man on the ground. Did this person think Ye Cong a fool, or him, Qian Yikun, a fool?

However, this message confirmed one thing.

Thus, as Mo Fei was on the verge of getting bored to death in her company, someone pushed the office door open, and in came an aggressive Qian Yikun.

The secretary, “…”

Nobody wanted to stop this young master-in-law.

Mo Fei waved for her secretary to leave. She rested her chin on the back of her hand as he watched Qian Yikun barge in.

“Are you the one who got Ye Cong to seek out Dong Feng?” Qian Yikun asked in a low growl. He was obviously angry.

Mo Fei nodded as if it was only natural.

“How many times do you want me to repeat myself before you realize that this is China? This is a society governed by law! This is beyond your territory! It isn’t a place where you can do whatever you want!” As Qian Yikun spoke, he slammed all the documents on Mo Fei’s desk down onto the ground.

The documents were scattered onto the ground. Page by page, they landed by Mo Fei’s feet. She lowered her head to look at them, but there was no emotion on her face. It was as if she had long expected this to happen.

Mo Fei slowly raised her head and looked at the angry man. “This is me. Is this the first time you know about this?”

“Mo Fei…”

Mo Fei stood up and walked around the table towards Qian Yikun. “I told you before that I don’t like this place. I don’t like the way you guys waste your time scrounging for evidence even though you already know the answer. I don’t like how you hypocrites act either.”

As Mo Fei spoke, she glared at Qian Yikun. “Let me tell you, I’ve been irritated. I’ve been irritated by everyone here. I’m also irritated by myself.”

When Qian Yikun heard Mo Fei’s words, disbelief and grief appeared in his eyes.

“Mo Fei, even until now, you still don’t know what responsibility is.” Qian Yikun was disappointed.

The room lapsed into silence.

Hearing those words that made her eardrums hurt, Mo Fei suddenly felt like laughing.

Truly, she smiled. It was an exaggerated, bitter smile.

Qian Yikun paused for a moment. He regretted saying this, but he could not make himself say what was on his mind.

“Has anyone ever been responsible toward me?” Mo Fei sneered. “Qian Yikun, have you been responsible toward me or have my parents been responsible toward me? So, don’t talk about being responsible. I don’t know this word.”

Every sentence was bone-chilling to the core.