Chapter 1715 - The Same Birthmark (Part Twelve) (1/2)

Since Qian Yikun was too close to Mo Fei, Mo Fei took a subconscious step back. Behind her was the office door. Qian Yikun put one hand on the door. It was a perfect kabedon pose.

Mo Fei was speechless. “…”

Mo Fei flung his hand away and walked around him.

A kabedon at the door? It did not exist in her dictionary!

Qian Yikun remained on the spot and looked up at the sky silently. This was a mere woman.

Mo Fei looked around in his office. There was a large archive on the desk and a s.p.a.ce for guests. The office was as neat and tidy as Qian Yikun himself.

Qian Yikun adjusted his breathing. Then, he reached out and pulled the door open.

The people outside fell into the office one after another like stacks of dominos. After they finally managed to steady their footing, they saw Mo Fei already sitting behind Qian Yikun’s office desk, spinning in his chair as she stared at the people outside the door.

“…” Everyone did not know what to say.

The sister-in-law from their captain’s family looked rather roguish. Compared to the hooligans they arrested, she was acting more like a gangster. So, where did their boss dig out such a roguish sister-in-law from?

“Too free?” Qian Yikun frowned as he looked at the policemen who had steadied themselves. He felt that it was not a wise decision to bring Mo Fei here.

The leading police officer coughed lightly. “It’s Slippers. He still refuses to answer.”

“I got it. I’ll go over in a while,” replied Qian Yikun as he slammed the office door. He turned around and glared at the woman who had placed her feet on his desk. He strode over and threw her feet on the floor. She cried out in pain. Luckily, she was quick enough to grab the edge of the desk to save herself the embarra.s.sment of sprawling on the floor.

Mo Fei placed her hands on the edge of the table and looked up at Qian Yikun with a face full of disdain. “Hypocrite, are you trying to ruin my face so that I don’t look better than you?”