The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Due to the incident that happened on the first day, Gu Juexi personally sent Ye Yuwei to work every day. He would only leave when he saw Mo Fei at the bank.

On the other hand, Ye Yuwei’s previous ruthlessness had effectively silenced the employees. Their gossip had toned down due to their fear of her.

Xiao Yaojing and PA Wen reconciled and their relationship was temporarily stable which made Ye Yuwei feel a bit relieved.

“Manager Ye, Mr. Qian is here,” reported her assistant from outside.

‘Mr. Qian?’ Ye Yuwei was confused for a few seconds then she realized who the person was.

Qian Yikun walked out of the elevator and Mo Fei quickly hid under the table instinctively. She cursed silently. ‘Why is this guy here?’

Qian Yikun stopped when he reached Mo Fei’s table. He squinted, trying to listen to the voices around him carefully.

Qian Yikun was wearing his police uniform this time around. His heroic spirit was on par with soldiers in uniform.

“Mr. Qian,” greeted Ye Yuwei upon walking out from her office. She chuckled when she saw him. “I should start calling you Inspector Qian.”

Qian Yikun changed his stern expression into a more friendly one. He smiled at Ye Yuwei and said, “As expected, you seem more energetic working in your old field. It was such a huge waste to have a talented person like you be my financial adviser back then.”

Mo Fei cursed again while squatting under the table. ‘Never knew that this guy knows how to sweet talk too.’

Their resentment towards each other had started ten years ago. Back then, she was a hitman while he was an Interpol policeman.

They were natural enemies.

“Brother Qian, please come in,” said Ye Yuwei while leading him into the room.

Qian Yikun nodded. He strode into Ye Yuwei’s office confidently and asked as Ye Yuwei was about to close the door, “I heard there is someone named Mo Fei working here?”

Ye Yuwei paused. She glanced at Mo Fei’s table outside before regaining her composure. She quickly closed the door and replied, “Yes, I just found out about it yesterday. How did you get the news so fast?”

“I knew someone called Mo Fei too. That’s why I came here to feed my curiosity,” answered Qian YiKun with a smile. He sat on the sofa and continued, “Is she working today? Can I meet her?”

Ye Yuwei gave an awkward chuckle, her smile somewhat tight. ‘You, an Interpol policeman, wish to meet an international hitman. How can I agree to your request?’

The most important thing was that she did not think Mo Fei was a bad person.

“I am not sure whether she is in the office today. Let me find out for you.” Ye Yuwei got up and instructed her assistant to bring them some drinks. When Ye Yuwei exited the room, Mo Fei got up to leave.

She quickly dragged Mo Fei into the elevator. “Do you two know each other?”

“Of course! He has been chasing me for more than ten years. He insists on having me arrested and prosecuted. Who knows what justice is he talking about?” Mo Fei grumbled, then laughed bitterly. “I murder people for money but I never kill good men—only the hypocrites pretending to be righteous.”

Ye Yuwei was speechless. This woman had a sharp tongue.

“Why don’t you leave early today?” suggested Ye Yuwei.

Mo Fei leaned back against the elevator wall and stared at Ye Yuwei in disbelief. “Why are you helping me? Do you know that you are in a dangerous situation now?”

Ye Yuwei leaned against the wall behind her and stared at Mo Fei, mimicking her posture. She tilted her head and scoffed, “Who is going to protect me if you are arrested?”

Mo Fei laughed suddenly and put her hand on Ye Yuwei’s shoulder. “I think I finally understand why, like Gu Juexi, that hypocrite that pretends to be prim and proper likes you so much.”

‘The hypocrite pretending to be righteous? Is she referring to Qian Yikun?’

‘But why does she care about the person Qian Yikun likes?’

“Alright, you don’t have to worry. No matter how many assassins that old thing sends to kill you, I will definitely keep you safe and sound,” assured Mo Fei confidently.

The elevator reached the first floor. Mo Fei waved goodbye and walked out breezily.

‘Old thing?’ Ye Yuwei realized the hint Mo Fei had given her as she watched the elevator door closing.

‘Who is that?’ She wondered.