The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy
chapter-1692

Chapter 1692: Marry Me, Please? (Part Twenty-two)

The wind blew through the forest, and snowflakes fell from the branches, making rustling sounds.

There seemed to be footsteps in the distance. Mo Fei made use of the zero-point-zero-one second where Ye Cong’s attention wavered. She put her weight on her left foot and pressed against the ground while lifting her right leg abruptly. Ye Cong instinctively dodged and released his grip on Mo Fei’s neck. Mo Fei instantly turned sideways and swept her right leg towards Ye Cong.

Ye Cong retreated. Mo Fei rolled on the snow and took a quick step back. However, due to her pain, she fell to one knee.

Ye Cong looked down at the woman who was currently on one knee. “Mo Fei, do you really think that Gu Juexi will be able to save you?”

Suppressing the pain in her body, she slowly got up by pressing one hand on her knee and looked at the man standing opposite her. “How did you know I was waiting for Gu Juexi? If I wanted to wait for Gu Juexi, I would have plenty of ways to stall for time.”

Due to the injury to her throat, Mo Fei’s voice was extremely hoarse. “If you want to kill me, you’d better do it now. Otherwise, if Gu Juexi comes, you might not have a chance anymore.”

Ye Cong’s eyes turned sharp. This woman clearly wished to die, and she was using him to do that.

“Mo Fei, all this, for a man who wants to marry someone else?” The moment Ye Cong ended his sentence, Mo Fei had already swung the wire rope in her hand at him.

Ye Cong instantly dodged the wire rope that was created with a special kind of material. When the rope landed, he grabbed one end of it and exerted a sudden strength on it. Mo Fei stumbled one uncontrollable step forward but took advantage of the friction from the snow to stand her ground.

Unfortunately, Ye Cong’s strength was much greater than she had expected. No matter how strong her grip on the ground was, Ye Cong still managed to pull her over. Utilizing the force that Ye Cong used to pull her over, Mo Fei pressed her right hand on his shoulder the moment she was pulled over and flipped over to his back. Initially, Mo Fei had wanted to use the wrap the rope around Ye Cong’s neck, but Ye Cong nimbly dodged her attack and struck Mo Fei’s shoulder with his hand instead.

Mo Fei groaned and took a step back. She used her left leg to support herself on the ground, but her right shoulder was hurting badly. This man had probably crippled her shoulder.

“As I said, Mo Fei, you are no match for me.” Ye Cong walked closer to Mo Fei. He looked at her forehead that was covered in cold sweat from the pain. “Mo Fei, are you sure you don’t want to know what you’d be dying for?”

Mo Fei retreated. She had bitten the corner of her lips until it started to bleed.

“If you want to kill me, then kill me. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Are you waiting for Gu Juexi to come?” After saying that, Ye Cong grabbed Mo Fei’s neck again. Her left hand suddenly grabbed Ye Cong’s wrist and locked onto the acupuncture point on his wrist. She matched the strength she exerted on his wrist to his.

“Mo Fei, you have a death wish,” Ye Cong said as he exerted more force and slowly lifted Mo Fei off the ground.

Mo Fei affixed a deathly glare at Ye Cong with her fingers pressed inward. “Why don’t I take you with me? We can accompany each other in hell.”

“Where is that old thing?” Ye Cong asked. The expression on his face started to turn more twisted.

“He’s dead. He died a long time ago. I killed him myself.” Mo Fei’s voice was hoarse, and her fingers started to lose their strength.

Ye Cong raised his hand and punched Mo Fei’s lower abdomen. Due to the immense pain, Mo Fei tilted her head back and her face turned extremely hideous.

“I’ll ask again, where is that old thing?”

“I—”

Ye Cong raised his hand again, but just as he was about to attack, someone hit his wrist with a stone. If he had not dodged in time, his wrist would have been penetrated.

At the same time, he had thrown Mo Fei to the ground.