Of course, Qian Yikun knew. Mo Fei had never been a kind person. He was also aware that this statement was Gu Juexi's favorite.
Those people thought that Mo Fei was a country bumpkin. Only at the peak of their gleefulness was the time for Mo Fei to retaliate.
"What did they do? Did they cross your line?" Qian Yikun asked curiously. It was definitely different than the Mo Fei who was barely making it through the day before this.
Mo Fei lay on the sofa with her legs crossed as she stared at the ceiling. "I just suddenly find them irksome."
What line did they cross?
After Mo Fei finished speaking, she supported her chin with one hand as she looked at Qian Yikun, who was not very distant from where she was. "If Ding Junchi is really behind Wu Biao's death, then he really deserved to die."
After all, Qian Yikun had not had a single moment of rest since the start of the year.
