Chapter 1702 - Marry Me, Please? (Part Thirty-two)

Chapter 1702: Marry Me, Please? (Part Thirty-two) Mo Fei looked up at Qian Yikun. Instead of feeling touched, she looked at Qian Yikun as if he was a monster. Was she the one who had a fever, or him?

Brain got fried, eh?
Mo Fei said with a sneer, but her hoarse voice failed to sound cold.
Qian Yikun petted her forehead and said,
Indeed, the fever has gotten to your head.
As Qian Yikun spoke, he reached out and touched her forehead in a circular motion, making her close her eyes.
Take a nap.

Mo Fei,
…

Had this man gone mental?
When the car arrived at B City, it was already evening. Mo Fei’s fever seemed to have subsided a little, but she remained unenergetic.
Since Xin Ya had already gone back to prepare to become a celebrity, Qian Yikun decided to bring Mo Fei back to his parents’ house. There were servants, and his parents were there.
Mrs. Ding saw them to the door and exclaimed,
You’re Officer Qian.

Qian Yikun carried Mo Fei out of the car and nodded slightly.
The invitation will be sent to your residence. I hope Mr. Ding and Mrs. Ding will give us some face.


Of course, it would be our honor,
Mrs. Ding said.
Hurry up and go in. Since she’s unwell, don’t expose her to the wind anymore.

Qian Yikun nodded and carried Mo Fei into the Qian family’s house.
Mo Fei glared at him. Qian Yikun pretended not to notice and continued to carry her in.

Young Master.
When the butler saw this, he was so shocked that his heart almost stopped beating. Their young master had actually brought a woman back home.

Get a doctor over,
Qian Yikun said as he carried Mo Fei upstairs to his room.
Qian Yikun’s father stood up and watched Qian Yikun go upstairs. He frowned.
Who is this woman?

Qian Yikun’s mother was initially worried about how her son disappeared and her future daughter-in-law would disappear too. Now that both of them were back, she was relieved.

It’s the girl that your son hid at home. She hasn’t been feeling well. I’ll go up and take a look,
said Qian Yikun’s mother as she headed upstairs.
Qian Yikun’s father snorted. He should not be going to his future daughter-in-law’s room anyway.
Qian Yikun lay Mo Fei down on the bed and pulled the blanket over her. He sat by the bed and touched her forehead.
When the doctor comes later, you have to get a drip.


I don’t want to,
Mo Fei said stubbornly. In all her life, she had never been in such a sorry state before. Her? Having an IV drip? While she was still awake?
She refused.
Qian Yikun placed his hands on both sides of her head. The distance between them was so close that Mo Fei could not help but hold back her breath.

Lie down properly, be a good girl—


What the bleep bleep bleep! Get the fck outta—
Mo Fei exploded after hearing that Qian Yikun called her a ‘good girl’. She extended a hand to push Qian Yikun away.
The moment Qian Yikun got pushed away, Qian Yikun’s mother—who had already entered the room—stood frozen at the door because of Mo Fei’s profanities.
This daughter-in-law of hers was such a gangster.
Mo Fei lapsed into silence.
…

Qian Yikun coughed lightly and straightened himself.
His mother smiled awkwardly. She did not know if she should go out or go in at this point.

Mom—
Qian Yikun greeted her first.
Qian Yikun’s mother nodded and walked in.
There was nothing Mo Fei wanted more in this world than to suffocate herself to death with the blanket. It was really embarrassing; it was all Qian Yikun’s fault.
Qian Yikun’s mother sat down on the edge of the bed. As Mo Fei struggled to get up from bed, she reached out to push Mo Fei’s body down.
Lie down properly. You have a weak constitution, so you must take care. Otherwise, you’ll suffer when you give birth.

Give— birth!
Mo Fei widened her eyes and looked at Qian Yikun.