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Chapter 1875 The Violence of Social Non-Sisters (Month)

"Boss, Boss--" The deputy captain looked at Qian Yikun in a daze and knocked on the table.

Qian Yikun came back to his senses and closed his email: "Okay, tell them to go back and rest, I'll check it tomorrow."

The deputy team nodded and turned around and left Qian Yikun's office.

Qian Yikun watched the deputy team leave and leaned directly on the back of the chair. He said that there were many people who offended, but the people she offended were all solar tubes and would not use such a chain of methods.

So those people can be ruled out.

But could it be that I just came back, who could I offend?

Ding Haobei's ability to do is just that. Qian Yikun doesn't think he has that ability, and Ding Jiaqi is the same. He is no match for Mo Fei at all.

Qian Yikun thought about it, but he still felt worried, so he took his clothes and got up, and decided to go there.

It was already twelve o'clock in the evening when Qian Yikun arrived at home, and the Ding family had been pitch black. Qian Yikun thought about it and did not disturb the Ding family and went in directly through the window.

Qian Yikun just entered and was attacked by Mo Fei. Qian Yikun took a few moves and pulled the person directly into his arms, "It's me."

His voice was low, but it immediately made Mo Fei withdraw his backwards and hit his chest.

"What kind of thief is a thief in the middle of the night?" May he was let go and turned around and finally saw clearly the person coming.

Qian Yikun rubbed her shoulder that was hit by her, "I don't want to worry about you."

After Qian Yikun finished speaking, could he just scanned his lower plate? Qian Yikun jumped up in a reflexive manner and avoided it.

After Qian Yikun avoided, he sat directly beside the bed and pulled Mo Fei to his lap and sat down. She was wearing silk pajamas and it felt smooth, but Qian Yikun's target was not here.

"Hey—" Could it be that he reached out to press the hand that was placed on his lap and was carrying a slightly cold hand outside, "Come here in the middle of the night to act like a hooligan?"

Qian Yikun buried her shoulders, her abdomen trembling as she smiled.

Qian Yikun's hand was pressed by her, and he did not continue to move upwards, "Tell you something about it, the deceased today just posted news about Ding Junqi two days ago. Do you know what this means?"

Could it be that he frowned?

Qian Yikun raised his hand around her waist and touched her head. The solar line could not be understood.

"Your family is trapped by a character." Qian Yikun said, pinching her face, and was swung away by Mo Fei with disgust.

"Stop teasing me." Could it be that I glared at him and pinched Qian Yikun's chin with his backhand, "You guys can't come straight?"

"For example, just fight and kill?"

"That's right!"

After Ma Fei's arrogant words, Qian Yikun's hand fell directly on her buttocks and slapped him directly at the place where the most flesh was.

"Ah--" May Fei was angry and lying on the bed with Qian Yikun, "Why are you looking for death?"

Qian Yikun was lying on the bed, pressing his soft body on his body. He was very satisfied with this method.

"Remember my words, this is not your world. Taking action will only make you in a more passive place." Qian Yikun clasped her waist and prevented her from moving.

"Why are you so troublesome?" Mo Fei frowned, obviously unhappy.

Qian Yikun reached out and pinched her chin, "When you acted irritantly and insisted on dealing with the Ding family, you should know that this is about using your brain, not about using force."

Could it be that his eyebrows were frowned into a bump?

"Let me know who did it, and I will kill him directly." Mo Fei said with a little cruelty, as if he had already found a murderer.
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