As Mo Fei recalled the string of events that unfolded today, she did not doubt that Qian Yikun was the ultimate sly fox.
Otherwise, how could she have gotten set up by that man?
"Yes, he knows." Mo Fei's gaze shifted downward as the tinkle of a smile remained on her lips. That was the man Mo Fei had her eyes on all right. If he was not capable, she would not have admired him in the first place.
"That's good too. He won't misunderstand anything then." Ding Junqi was aware of Mo Fei's fight with Qian Yikun previously.
What he said was true. After ending the call with Ding Junqi, she watched as Ding Jiaqi passed through the threshold into the house. Mo Fei retracted her phone before throwing it on the bed. Then, she turned around and strolled out of the room.
