บท 1674: Marry Me, Please? (Part Four)

Mo Fei had a coy smile on her face the entire time as she leaned against the seat and looked at the man driving in front of her.

"Why? Are you afraid that if I die in Ye Cong's hands, you, Officer Qian, will become a joke for the rest of your life because you failed to catch me?" Mo Fei said with a smile. Even though her chest still hurt, this kind of pain did not bother her.

Qian Yikun continued driving and ignored her.

However, Qian Yikun's ignoring her did not become the reason she stopped talking. "Hypocrite, are you too embarrassed to say it? You can continue to talk about your pretentious dignity, or perhaps you can talk about how noble you are."

Qian Yikun peered at her through the rear-view mirror and said unhappily, "You don't have to worry about the Huang family. I've already clarified things with them."