1942: Why Are You Not In Heaven Yet?

Why Are You Not In Heaven Yet?

Qian Yikun must have possessed the clearest mind yesterday. In the past, Mo Fei had never failed to seduce Qian Yikun every time. Therefore, if Qian Yikun was not that exhausted yesterday, he would not have sent her back.0

Mo Fei lowered her head and her heart tightened unconsciously. She sighed and said, "Qian Yikun, do you think I'm an unreasonable person?"

"Why do you say that? It's okay if you can't do well. You still have me. Don't forget, it was this exact idea that convinced your big brother and second brother," Qian Yikun said with a smile. After having enough rest yesterday, his temper was not as bad as it was yesterday. Today, he appeared to be a very easygoing gentleman.

Mo Fei thought for a moment and muttered, "I can solve my own problems, without resorting to violence."

Qian Yikun turned his car onto the main road. As he listened to Mo Fei's words, he became more and more suspicious of what she did yesterday. Furthermore, Mo Fei mentioning that she would not resort to non-violent methods sent Qian Yikun into another frenzy of unease.

Humans were truly creatures as such. He disliked the way she did things, but the moment she changed, it made him more worried.

After tidying herself up, Mo Fei looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was rather satisfied with her handiwork.

She brought her phone out, placed it on the bed, and went to choose an outfit. 'Will your mother dislike it if I wear a dress?"

"Why aren't you in heaven yet? Which month is it now? And you're already thinking about putting on a dress?" Qian Yikun snapped directly.

Mo Fei looked at the woolen dress in her hands that reached her ankles. In the mind of a male chauvinist like him, did he think that all dresses were meant to be worn in summer only?

The truth was, he was right.

Mo Fei rolled her eyes and found a pair of white pants and an off-white sweater. When she was done prepping, she picked up her phone. "I'm going down to eat."

Qian Yikun gave her a simple reply and knew that this was the prelude to hanging up.

She simply put on some lipstick and turned around to leave.

Everyone was waiting downstairs for her to eat. Mrs. Ding watched as her daughter descended the stairs. It was rare to see her wear lipstick.

"You made everyone in the house wait for you. You sure are thick-skinned," Grandma Ding sneered when she saw Mo Fei coming down the stairs.

Mo Fei merely threw her a glance that was neither too serious nor too soft before sitting down beside Mrs. Ding.

"Look at your daughter's attitude." Grandma Ding glared at Mo Fei as if she had done something extremely evil.

Ding Haonan glanced at his daughter and said, "Let's eat."

Ding Jiaqi watched Mo Fei sit down before turning around to look at Ding Haonan. "Second Uncle, I want to go to the company with Cousin Fei today. I saw Lianlian yesterday and I heard from her that the vice president, Mr. Lan, wishes to speak to Cousin Fei today. I'm worried that she won't be able to handle him."

Ding Jiaqi made it sound like she was very concerned about Mo Fei.

Ding Haonan raised his head and looked at Ding Jiaqi. Mr. Lan spoke to him on the phone, too, about his issues with Mo Fei, and the conversation was very intense. Based on his tone, it sounded like he insisted that only one of them got to stay in the company.

Mr. Lan had followed Ding Haonan for decades. To be honest, Ding Haonan did not wish to see Vice President Lan leave.

However, Mo Fei was his daughter—the daughter that he owed a lifetime of happiness to.

Therefore, Ding Haonan was currently in between a rock and a hard place.

No matter what his niece's intentions were, Ding Haonan still hoped that she was sincere.

Before Ding Haonan could say anything, Mrs. Ding intercepted, "Feifei won't be going to the office today. Mrs. Qian called this morning and said that she'll be taking Feifei out."

Mrs. Qian was the wife of the chairman of Qian Feng Enterprise. The Ding family could not afford to offend her.

Therefore, after Mrs. Ding finished speaking, Mo Fei clearly saw the fascinating changes in Ding Jiaqi's expressions. Mo Fei's lips curled into a subtle grin as she thought about how much more appetizing her meal had become.

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