The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy
chapter-1845

Qian Yikun felt a headache coming on. After going around in circles, he seemed to have returned to the business world.

It was just a different pathway.

Mo Fei was not a dilly-dallying person. The first thing she did was to see Ding Jiaqi.

Ding Jiaqi came to the construction site early in the morning. She was very reluctant, but the people here called her and told her that Qian Yikun had specially instructed her to go over and check it out today.

When she heard Qian Yikun’s name, she definitely would not reject him. Therefore, she could only come here in displeasure.

The tables and chairs created by the Qian Feng Enterprise for the Ding family were made of either wood or marble. Regardless of which type, it was inevitable that dust would fly everywhere.

As soon as Ding Jiaqi entered, she went out while waving her hands around. There was not much sawdust inside, but this spoilt rich young lady could not stand it.

“Why would anyone enter this place?” Ding Jiaqi said with disdain, obviously intending to leave.

“What? This is such a rare opportunity, and you’re leaving just like that?” Dressed in a black leather jacket, Mo Fei donned a leather whip at her waist, looking like a full-fledged gangster.

However, before Ding Jiaqi could say anything, the people around her started to approach Mo Fei.

“Young Mistress, you’re here. Young Master Qian sends you his regards,” the person-in-charge said with a smile. They did not know where this young mistress came from, but they followed whatever their young master said.

He even asked Young Master Qian how she looked like.

Their young master said that he should simply look for the most abnormal person.

The person-in-charge felt that this was the most abnormal person he had seen today.

Mo Fei curled her lips and looked at Ding Jiaqi, whose expression had turned horrendous upon hearing the term, ‘Young Mistress’. Mo Fei walked past the person-in-charge and stopped in front of Ding Jiaqi. “Look at how I look today. You might be the one getting beaten one day.”

In her life, there was nobody else that Mo Fei hated most than someone who would make petty reports.

Especially a woman who wanted to steal her man.

Ding Jiaqi clenched her fists but remained calm. “Cousin Fei, what do you mean by that?”

“It’s nothing. Didn’t you keep crying about coming here? Let’s go in, then.” Mo Fei stared at her. She was wearing a pair of high heels and a pair of white wide-legged pants with a beige cashmere sweater and a large branded windbreaker.

Why was she dressed like she was going on a runway at a factory?

When Ding Jiaqi heard that they were going in, her face turned as red as pig liver. She really did not want to go in.

The wood chips billowed around inside. Oh, the machines and the buzzing noise! Look at all those workers who were not well-dressed. She did not fancy them.

“Cousin Fei, let’s just take a look. There’s no need to go in.” Ding Jiaqi smiled awkwardly.

Looking at the woman who was about to leave, Mo Fei turned around and walked in. “I told Qian Yikun that you’re just saying it for the sake of saying it, but he didn’t believe me.”

By the time she finished speaking, Mo Fei already entered.

This kind of environment was considered clean in a typical workshop. At least there were machines that specialized in absorbing wood shavings, and even the noise was reduced.

Furthermore, the floor was cleaned every half an hour—the working environment there was good.

When Ding Jiaqi heard Mo Fei’s words, she gritted her teeth and went back in.

Mo Fei curled her lips and looked at the people who followed them in. She said calmly, “This batch of goods is requested by Qian Feng Hotel. Since you’ve taken over, you have to be careful. Don’t let anything happen to them. Our family won’t be taking responsibility for your mistakes.”

Ding Jiaqi walked next to Mo Fei, not understanding what she meant.