The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Mo Fei unwillingly got to her feet after Qian Yikun pulled her up. Fortunately, the place that they needed to go to set up her household registration was just below their building.

Qian Yikun took the back door and directly went over to hand over the materials.

“Um, can I change my name?” Sitting on the stool, Mo Fei was struggling for the last time. “Even if it’s Ding Fei?”

“Ding Fei? I’d be Ma Fei[1], heh. Hurry up and sign it.” Qian Yikun gestured for Mo Fei to hurry up. There were still people queuing up behind.

“If you don’t let me change my name, I won’t sign it,” Mo Fei said as she stood up.

Qian Yikun unceremoniously pressed her down and sat down. Mo Fei nearly started a fight with him? However, Qian Yikun firmly held onto her shoulder blades. This damned man.

“Be a good girl and sign quickly,” Qian Yikun said as he took the pen and placed it in her hand. “If you don’t sign this, you won’t be able to get married.”

“Then, don’t get married.” Mo Fei turned around and gave him a horrifying smile.

Qian Yikun, “…”

Why did he want to beat someone up so badly?

“It’s just a code name. Why do you care so much about it?” Qian Yikun said as he continued pushing Mo Fei down, waiting for her to sign.

“I don’t want to.” Mo Fei looked up at Qian Yikun. “When I think of Ding Jiaqi, I feel uncomfortable with this name. Especially when I think of it appearing in the same household registration as you, I feel…”

“Alright, change it then,” Qian Yikun answered and asked his colleague to bring over the necessary form for a name change.

Mo Fei sneered. Why did he bother struggling with her in the first place?

She could not be called Ding Fei, so Mo Fei did not change her name.

Qian Yikun thought it was fine too. After all, this was her name when he first met her.

She filled out the form and took a photo. Then, she could wait for her ID card. She had gotten a temporary ID card for now.

“Is this legal?”

She asked tentatively. Qian Yikun reached out and patted her head. This was the only legal document in her entire life.

“It’s legal,” said Qian Yikun. He thanked his colleague and left with Mo Fei.

After work, Qian Yikun brought Mo Fei to shop for a gown.

“Why a gown?” Mo Fei resisted. She hated wearing dresses the most.

Seeing that she was not wearing her seatbelt, Qian Yikun leaned over to help her buckle her seatbelt. Then, he said, “You’re not planning to go to the cocktail party just like this, are you?”

“I—”

“Mo Fei, you made this decision on your own. I hope that since you’ve made the decision, you must do it well. I won’t restrict your freedom, but I don’t want you to be someone who only makes decisions and doesn’t care about the consequences,” Qian Yikun said seriously as he pressed on her shoulder.

It was rare to see Qian Yikun so serious. “I didn’t say I would give up halfway.”

“Then, do it well,” Qian Yikun responded as he straightened and started the car. “If you choose to do something normal people do, do it as an ordinary person will.”

Mo Fei lowered her eyes slightly. If she had not chosen the ordinary way, who knew where those jerks from the Ding family would have been now?

However, when she looked at the man driving the car, she realized that Qian Yikun did not seem to have said anything about not allowing her to kill or act rashly.

“Qian Yikun, why have you suddenly change?” Mo Fei asked.

Qian Yikun looked at Mo Fei. “Do you really want to know?”

Why did he change?

Just when he thought that Mo Fei would die at Mo Tian’s hands, he thought that it was fortunate that she was Mo Fei, and that she had so much experience in killing.

[1] Ma fei in Mandarin means morphine!