1737: The Same Birthmark (Part Thirty-four)

The Same Birthmark (Part Thirty-four)

Gu Juexi pressed Ye Yuwei down. "I will never let you go out with that woman ever again."2

It was too dangerous. Without him watching over her, they managed to land themselves in the police station in a day.

The corners of Ye Yuwei's lips twitched. "This was an accident."

Gu Juexi did not care whether it was an accident or otherwise. After getting into the car, he frowned. "Who was that man just now?"

"The fuerdai from the construction materials company, Xiong Hong," explained Ye Yuwei. "The person who is suing the bank this time is the vice president of their company."

"What about those three women?" Gu Juexi asked.

Ye Yuwei paused. "I only know that one of them is Xiong Hong's fiancée, and the rest are probably her friends."

Gu Juexi started the car and stopped talking. Ye Yuwei felt that those women's families were going to be in so much trouble.

This large-scale gang fight ended up settled in private. The small group of people who led the gang fight had been collectively arrested. With their arrest, plenty of other crimes started to get unraveled. As for the other party, there was no news.

Qian Yikun brought Mo Fei back. On the way back, Qian Yikun's face was pitch black.

Mo Fei thought that it was quite an improvement since she did not murder anyone.

When the car arrived at their doorstep, Qian Yikun grabbed her arm and said, "Mo Fei, let's talk."

"I didn't kill anyone," Mo Fei answered reflexively. Perhaps it was due to how she was told off by Qian Yikun previously, she had spoken in advance.

Qian Yikun got cut off by her. "Do you know that this is a lawful society? Why must you—"

"I don't know that. You're the one who asked me to come here, and it was those people who started it. Will you only be happy if I was beaten up by those people?" Mo Fei flung away Qian Yikun's hand and asked coldly.

"That's not what I meant. Mo Fei, you know what I'm saying."

"I don't know. I only know that in this world, the victor is king."

The atmosphere lapsed into an awkward silence. Qian Yikun always wanted Mo Fei to blend into ordinary life, as though she could become an ordinary person just by doing so.

However, there was hard work and restraint on her part. Otherwise, those people would not have ended up severely injured—they would be dead.

However, there was a limit to her restraint. In the past twenty years, she had been doing anything as she pleased. However, after coming here, she had been suppressing herself. This made her very unhappy.

This was also the biggest problem between them.

Qian Yikun was a police officer. What he wanted was law enforcement.

Mo Fei was a killer. She wanted freedom because no one could restrain her.

They were two opposing identities with too many problems in each of them.

Qian Yikun took a deep breath and opened the car door. "Get out."

"Hypocrite," Mo Fei suddenly said without moving.

Qian Yikun stood at the door and let the cold wind blow on him. He turned around and looked at Mo Fei.

Mo Fei looked up as if she had made a huge decision. "Qian Yikun, you don't have to try to make me turn over a new leaf just because you pity me. I can't do it. I can't do what you want. I'm a killer. I'm cold-blooded. Whoever offends me dies."

Qian Yikun gripped the car door. Veins started bulging on the back of his hand.

"I am hopeless."

With that, her voice drifted away into the cold wind that brought her words to god knows where.

"Mo Fei, are you really going to give up on yourself? I understand your past very well. It

would be a miracle for anyone to have survived such a past, but now that you can decide your own path, why do you still—"

"Because this is how I grew up." Mo Fei suddenly interrupted Qian Yikun.

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