The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Ye Yuwei nodded and returned the greeting. “Miss Mo.”

“It seems that Manager Ye has heard about me,” said Mo Fei elegantly.

Ye Yuwei smiled back and said, “I heard your name at the restaurant, and Fu Juan had also mentioned you earlier.” She turned around and walked into the bank.

Mo Fei frowned and followed her cautiously. “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you. Your cases were often discussed at the university, they were very impressive and brilliant.”

Ye Yuwei looked at Mo Fei calculatingly and curled her lips. She pressed the elevator button, nodded toward several people who were greeting her and said, “Fu Juan informed me about your excellent performance and capabilities, I might need your help in the near future.”

“It would be my honor to work with you. I appreciate the offer.” As the elevator door opened, Mo Fei scanned the elevator covertly and said, “Manager Ye, I have some things to tend to at the front desk, excuse me.”

Ye Yuwei nodded and went into the elevator.

After the elevator door shut, Mo Fei dropped the smile. She walked to the side, away from public eyes, took out her phone and called a number, “The old thing is going after your baby sister.”

Mo Fei, one of the top five hitmen in the world who owed Nalan Chunbo a favor, was taking up a menial job in Gu Bank to protect Ye Yuwei upon his request.

“She is faster than I expected, is Weiwei alright?” Nalan Chunbo asked in concern on the other end of the line.

“Are you questioning my skill and ability?” Mo Fei smirked, “A gentle reminder, our deal expires after I protect her ten times, starting with this.”

“Okay,” Nalan Chunbo acknowledged. He ended the call, walked to the window, and looked out at the sky.

“Young Master, Mr. Qiao is here,” a person called out by the door.

Nalan Chunbo turned around and gestured to let him in.

He nodded at Qiao Yi and greeted, “Uncle Qiao, long time no see.”

“That person started laying her hands on your sister already?” Qiao Yi asked, straight to the point.

“Yes, I just received the news, it seems like we have spooked her. But I don’t get it, why can’t my uncle just let me kill her? Why must he let Gu Juexi investigate it instead?” Nalan Chunbo curled his hands into fists. “This is unfair to Weiwei, and certainly will not bring her any good.”

“Mr. Ye must have his reason for doing this. Now that she is going after Miss Ye, I believe Gu Juexi will not brush it off easily,” said Qiao Yi and looked down at his watch.

“Uncle Qiao, you said that she killed my mother, but did my uncle ever mention who my father was?” Nalan Chunbo asked suddenly.

Qiao Yi shook his head and said, “The only thing that your uncle told me was: once Gu Juexi starts his investigation, it will all come out in the open and by then, you will know who your father is. But it has to be Gu Juexi to probe into this.”

“Where is my uncle now?” asked Nalan Chunbo, his tone desperate and eager.

Qiao Yi looked at Nalan Chunbo and shook his head again gently. “I can’t tell you, I’m sorry.”

Nalan Chunbo looked down with unmasked disappointment and mumbled, “What do we do next?”

“We wait,” Qiao Yi said softly.

They had given all the signals and hints they could to Gu Juexi, it all depended on his decisions and actions now.

“We wait?” Nalan Chunbo inquired in disbelief. “That old thing has started her move on Weiwei, and Mo Fei can’t stay beside Weiwei and protect her round the clock.”

“We wait for a person.” Qiao Yi maintained his composed tone and kept his gaze on Nalan Chunbo. “Your uncle’s instruction.”