The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy - Chapter 1824 - Family Banquet: Cousin
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Chapter 1824 - Family Banquet: Cousin

Chapter 1824: Family Banquet: Cousin

Qian Yikun came in with the gift box that he bought on the way to the house. The eldest uncle of the Ding family immediately stood up and went to welcome him. Grandma Ding also pushed Ding Jiaqi to hurry over.

Ding Haonan frowned in displeasure.

Qian Yikun was his daughter’s fiancé. It was too much of a bully for his elder brother’s family to be so brazen.

“Oh, Young Master Qian! Why is Young Master Qian here?” Ding Haobei came forward as if they were familiar with each other. “I’ve long heard of Young Master Qian’s great name. I’ve finally met you today.”

Mo Fei remained in the same position as before. Looking at Qian Yikun in his winter police uniform, it was clear that he had yet to change out of his uniform after getting home.

“Big Brother Qian.” Ding Jiaqi went over and greeted him softly.

Qian Yikun nodded politely and walked past them.

He walked… right past them!

Mo Fei looked at Ding Jiaqi’s instantly saddened expression. It boosted Mo Fei’s mood tremendously.

Qian Yikun looked at the woman who was obviously enjoying herself and stopped beside Mo Fei. As he approached her, he gently slapped her legs in an unnoticeable manner. However, he directed his next line toward Ding Haonan. “I was supposed to visit Uncle and Auntie a few days ago. I’m sorry that I only came today because I went on a business trip.”

Qian Yikun pushed down on Mo Fei’s legs. She raised her head unyieldingly and glared at Qian Yikun. It was a pity that this hypocrite was using his puppy-eyed appearance to deal with his future father-in-law.

“I know you’re busy. Work is important. Have you eaten? Should I get someone to add a bowl and a pair of chopsticks?” Ding Haonan asked and raised his hand for the servant to another set of cutlery.

“There’s no—”

Just as Qian Yikun was about to say that there was no need, Mo Fei already stood up and reached out to hug Qian Yikun’s arm. “I can’t eat anymore and I’ll go out with him first. He’s here for me anyway.”

Mo Fei told everyone that gleefully. Simultaneously, she did not forget to look at Ding Jiaqi’s ghastly face amidst her glee.

Absolutely no one could covet Mo Fei’s man unless she had discarded him. Not even for a second.

The entire hall lapsed into an awkward silence after hearing Mo Fei’s words.

Especially Eldest Uncle and his family.

A second ago, they were begging Ding Haonan to be their daughter’s matchmaker, but it turned out Ding Haonan’s own daughter had her eyes on this man too.

Ding Haobei’s expression flashed into an unpleasant one. “Haonan, what do you mean? Are you doing this just to laugh at us intentionally?”

“Big Brother, I—” Ding Haonan wanted to explain.

“What? What did I miss?” Qian Yikun asked even though he already knew the answer. He lowered his head and looked at the little vixen smiling in his arms.

Mo Fei was waiting for him to ask that question because she could only continue if Qian Yikun asked.

“My eldest uncle heard that your family is collaborating with my father, so he wanted to ask you if you could get my younger cousin to work with you.” Mo Fei blinked like a demure little lady.

Qian Yikun’s originally dark eyes deepened in thought as he tightened his grip around her waist. During the few times this woman put on an act, it would make him feel like he would lose control of himself.

It was the first time Mo Fei referred to Ding Haonan as her father. Ding Haonan’s head snapped up and looked over. There was no need for him to explain anything to his elder brother anymore.

“Is that so?” Qian Yikun said as he looked up. “Since she’s your cousin, of course, there’s no problem with that. I’ll inform someone in the company. She should be able to go over after the new year.”

“Not like that.” Ding Jiaqi nearly burst into tears when she heard this. She wanted to go over because she wanted to find a reason to get close to Qian Yikun. Why would she go over now?

Finding reasons to torture herself?