The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Nalan Chunbo glared at Mo Fei. “You’re no better. You immediately avoided getting into Qian Yikun’s car. Are you afraid of losing to him?”

“Lose to him? What a joke!” Mo Fei burst out laughing. She put her feet down abruptly. “Stop the car.”

Nalan Chunbo raised his brows and stopped his car on the road shoulder. Mo Fei opened the door and got out of the car. She slammed the door shut and walked towards the third car.

In the second car, Lu Qichuan and Ye Xicheng who was carrying the bouquet of flowers exchanged looks with each other.

The first car stopped, so naturally the cars behind stopped as well.

Gu Juexi furrowed his brows seeing the cars in front. “What’s going on?”

“It seems Mr. Nalan’s car has stopped,” PA Wen guessed.

Mo Fei went to the passenger seat of the car and opened the door. She looked at Wen Shan and said, “Little girl, swap cars with me.”

How was it possible for her to be afraid of that man?

“Huh?” Wen Shan barely had time to react when Mo Fei pulled her out of the car.

“Go to the first car and look for your Nalan.” Mo Fei got in the car and looked at Qian Yikun. “How could I be afraid of you? If you can catch me today, I’ll serve you for the rest of my life.”

“That would depend on whether I want to marry you,” Qian Yikun laughed.

“Marry you? Why don’t you take a good look at yourself in the mirror?”

Wen Shan watched them in exasperation.

Wen Tao came from the back and saw Wen Shan standing next to the car. “What happened? We’re all waiting for you to continue the journey.”

Wen Shan gasped and quickly ran to the first car. She almost tripped a few times due to her high heels.

Lu Qichuan raised his brows. Seeing the event outside the window, Ye Xicheng turned to Lu Qichuan. “My aunt went to look for my uncle.”

“Aunt?” Lu Qichuan widened his eyes. The car in front had departed so he continued on.

“Yup, my mommy said she’s my aunt,” Ye Xicheng replied.

PA Wen returned to the bridal car and the cars before him had resumed the journey, so he followed behind. “Mo Fei changed cars with Wen Shan.”

Ye Yuwei nodded. She had guessed as much.

Meanwhile in the Lamborghini, Wen Shan was bored and finding things to entertain herself while Nalan Chunbo drove seriously. Neither had spoken a word.

The silence was awkward.

Time ticked by slowly. Wen Shan was fiddling with her fingers.

Nalan Chunbo had been observing Wen Shan. He wanted to ask her something, but he didn’t dare to.

In the past, she would talk nonstop next to him.

But now, she had become quiet.

Nalan Chunbo could conclude from this that if the person who was taking the initiative stopped doing so, he would be helpless.

Wen Shan’s phone suddenly rang and she picked it up instantly, sighing in relief. “Hello?”

“Wen Shan, it’s me.”

“Oh, Teacher Ding, I know.” Wen Shan smiled sheepishly.

Nalan Chunbo gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Teacher Ding? The man from the other day?