The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Once Mo Fei came in, she immediately flew into Qian Yikun’s arms and said proudly, “I only broke his legs. At most, he’ll only be bedridden for half a year.”

Qian Yikun looked at the person who smiled broadly in his arm, asking for praise. It was as if she did a very good job by not killing anyone.

Yet, his legs? Half a year?

Qian Yikun looked at Mo Fei, helplessly loving. Did she really think that this was worthy of praise?

“Are you happy now?” Qian Yikun asked.

“I’m very happy. What happened last night is over as long as they don’t come looking for trouble again,” Mo Fei said proudly. She was not one to hold on to things.

However, her happiness was short-lived when Ding Haonan suddenly called her and asked where she was right now.

Mo Fei looked at Qian Yikun curiously. “I’m with Qian Yikun.”

“That’s good. Yikun is working overtime today. You can stay there with him.” Ding Haonan hung up the phone somewhat impatiently.

Mo Fei, “…”

Qian Yikun frowned slightly. He keenly felt that something was amiss.

Meanwhile, in the Ding family, Grandma Ding was aggressively watching Ding Haonan make a call in the living room.

Ding Haonan hung up the phone and looked at his mother. “Mom, you heard it yourself. Feifei is with Yikun. I don’t understand why you blame Feifei for what happened to Big Brother in his house.” Ding Haonan sounded helpless and his disappointment in his mother was apparent.

“That woman is nothing good. Jiaqi, tell them.” Grandma Ding yelled at the people around her.

Ding Jiaqi had the look of a frightened kitten. “Second Uncle, it’s not like we think it’s necessary Cousin Fei who did it too. It’s my fault for talking too much. I’ve seen her beat up more than ten men until they were seriously injured and hospitalized, so—”

“Jiaqi, you can’t go around and simply say things like this,” said Mrs. Ding with a slightly shrill voice. “I’ve treated you quite well in the past, haven’t I? Why are you being mean to our Feifei?”

“Second Aunt, I’m not—”

“You, stop talking too. I’ve told you before that she’s a good-for-nothing. I’m telling you, Ding Haonan, I won’t acknowledge her as a daughter from this family.” Grandma Ding slammed the ground. “We just had an argument yesterday, and your elder brother gets injured today. What a coincidence? I doubt it.”

“Mom, Big Brother is hurt at his house. How is our Feifei to be blamed for his injury?” Ding Haonan said helplessly, “There must be a limit to your favoritism, right?”

“She has been a wild girl who’s into violence in the past. Jiaqi saw her with her own eyes, so how could it be fake?”

“Grandma.” Ding Junqi came downstairs after Ding Yuejia had fallen asleep. When he heard this, he laughed coldly. “What Jiaqi said must be true, so Feifei can only take up all the blame? Why can’t it be that Jiaqi likes Qian Yikun so she wants to frame Feifei?”

“Big Brother, how can you say that about me?” Ding Jiaqi’s eyes turned red instantly as if she was about to cry. “I’m really not framing Cousin Fei. Grandma, maybe it really isn’t Cousin Fei. After all, we’re all family.”

“Who the f*ck is your family?” Mo Fei rushed in from outside. Qian Yikun could not stop her even if he wanted to. He could only hurriedly follow after her into the house.

Mo Fei strutted in. Seeing Mo fei sent Ding Jiaqi’s heart trembling. When Mo Fei passed by Ding Jiaqi, Mo Fei’s cold gaze swept across Ding Jiaqi

Ding Jiaqi’s legs went soft and she subconsciously took a step back. When she saw Qian Yikun, she perked up as though she had seen her savior. “Big Brother Qian knows about that incident too, right?”