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.
