2075: Cold War

Cold War

Zhao Fangyu was deep in thought, but he quickly recollected himself. "Are the criminals' modus operandi nowadays so advanced? Looks like we're getting old."1

The vice-captain smiled and left the magazine agency with Qian Yikun.

When Qian Yikun left his office, he clearly saw Zhao Fangyu making a phone call.

In the car, the vice-captain tossed the USB flash drive into the glove compartment. "Looks like there's something wrong with Zhao Fangyu. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked the last question."

Qian Yikun nodded and continued to spin the phone in his hand. Ye Yuwei said that if he continued on this cold war with Mo Fei, he would probably be done for.

However, the problem now was that he still did not agree with Mo Fei's actions.

He remembered the last sentence Ye Yuwei told him, 'Oh, seems like Ye Cong's the one who told her about this. Is Ye Cong someone who'll get himself involved for no reason? Is it possible that he failed to marry her back then, and still has feelings for Mo Fei?'

That pricked at Qian Yikun's heart.

Why did Ye Cong come here instead of disappearing?

More importantly, it was a fact that Ye Cong almost married Mo Fei.

The vice-captain started the car and looked at Qian Yikun. "Boss, what happened?"

"It's nothing." Qian Yikun suppressed the anger in his chest and pressed his slender fingers against his temples.

However, it did not seem to be of much use.

Ye Cong was the one who helped her catch Dong Feng, and Ye Cong was the one who helped her investigate the matter.

Qian Yikun should be the one to solve this problem, should he not?

Qian Yikun lowered his head and looked at the phone in his hand. Mo Fei's phone number was on his number one quick-dial. However, he merely stared at his phone with his head down as his elegant finger kept rubbing against the number without pressing it.

The vice-captain had never seen their captain like this. However, he was clueless as to how he could persuade Qian Yikun.

After all, relationships were like drinking water.

"Go back and ask someone to check on the news of the meteorite X-D13. Let me off in front here," Qian Yikun said as he put his phone back into his pocket.

The vice-captain did not ask any more questions. At this point, he just had to do as he was told.

Qian Yikun got off the car at the intersection. This was the entrance to Ding Enterprise.

Qian Yikun raised his head and looked in the direction where Ding Enterprise was. When the pedestrian light turned green, he strode over.

However, when he reached the front of Ding Enterprise, Qian Yikun did not go up. It seemed like he did not know what excuse he should use to go up that building.

Hence, Qian Yikun found a place downstairs and sat down. He scrolled through the pictures on his phone. They were all Mo Fei's pictures.

He was not someone who liked to take pictures, but when he was with Mo Fei, he liked to take pictures of her with his phone.

That would annoy Mo Fei sometimes, but he liked to see Mo Fei looking so angry that she would smash his phone.

Unknowingly, they had already shared so many memories with each other.

From the initial pursuit until now, he had nowhere to run.

However, what about now?

Would she turn her back against him and leave?

Upstairs, Mo Fei stood at the window with her arms crossed as she looked down. Her tightly pursed lips were tinged with anger.

This time, she was really angry. The whole world could say that she was irresponsible, but not this man. What right did this man have to accuse her of that?

Therefore, Mo Fei would definitely not take the initiative to speak to Qian Yikun this time. Definitely not.

Thus, one of them stayed upstairs and the other, downstairs. Neither of them was willing to admit defeat until Mo Fei noticed Ding Jiaqi getting out of a car and walking toward Qian Yikun.

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