After The Divorce, My Dad Was Abused and Cried - Chapter 14

“Huh? Not feeling well? He doesn’t look like it.” Duan Qianhao frowned.

“But how do you know he’s not feeling well?” Duan Qianhao looked at Xi Peijue eagerly.

How did he know?

Of course someone told him!

Remembering what Jian Muyu had said to him that day, Xi Peijue’s mood dropped a bit.

He tilted his head back, downed the red wine in his glass, and then pressed the empty glass into Duan Qianhao’s hand.

“We’ve pretty much finished discussing the project. I’ll leave the rest to you.” Xi Peijue hadn’t been in a good mood since meeting Jian Muyu.

He said this coldly and turned away.

“Hey, why are you letting me finish your work?” Duan Qianhao tried to stop him.

But Xi Peijue had already left without even looking back.

Duan Qianhao: “…”

What a bad friend!

He finally got off work, and he still had to work overtime for him!

Duan Qianhao shook his head and resigned himself to finishing up.

Half an hour later,

Pei Yichen received a message from the waiter.

“Alright, room 809.”

Pei Yichen received the message and immediately called Jian Muyu.

“Everything has been arranged. Room 809, the password is 5768.”

“Okay, I got it,” Jian Muyu replied.

“I hope you succeed this time!”

“Okay, I’ll thank you when it’s done.”

“Then I’ll be waiting,” Pei Yichen said with a smile.

“Yes!”

“…”

After hanging up the phone, Jian Muyu put on a mask and hat and entered the hotel.

He kept his head down the entire way, trying not to be caught by the security cameras.

809.

After confirming the room number, Jian Muyu entered the password and entered.

The room was dark, and he could only see by the moonlight streaming in from the window.

In the dim light, Jian Muyu could vaguely see a tall figure lying on the large bed.

“Xi Peijue?” Jian Muyu called out, but the voice didn’t respond.

It looked like he was quite drunk.

Jian Muyu then slowly walked over.

Looking at the figure lying on the bed, he took a deep breath.

Jian Muyu, you’re doing this for Xiao Zhan!

Don’t feel any pressure.

After all, if you really want to get to the bottom of it, it was Xi Peijue who tricked you first!

After reassuring himself, Jian Muyu took off his coat.

Then, he threw back the covers and lay down.

The person on the bed instinctively turned around as someone approached, and expertly pulled the person into a hug.

“Mengmeng, your perfume is… different today…” the person muttered.

“Mengmeng?

” Jian Muyu froze at the sound of the voice.

This voice wasn’t Xi Peijue’s at all!

Jian Muyu immediately pushed the person away and swiftly rolled off the bed, quickly

opening the bedside .

The person on the bed, caught by the sudden brightness, raised their hands to shield their eyes.

But Jian Muyu still recognized the face!

It was Duan Qianhao!

Xi Peijue’s best friend!

Why was he lying there?

Where was Xi Peijue?

Jian Muyu stood there, bewildered.

“Mengmeng, the lights are too bright, dim them a bit…” Duan Qianhao, lying in bed, was clearly unaware of what was happening. He

pushed himself up and sat up.

But the moment he looked over, Jian Muyu, quick-witted and quick-handed, dealt him a slashing blow.

The other man fell back down again…

Whew…

Jian Muyu breathed a sigh of relief.

This could have been a disaster!

He then picked up his coat from the floor and hurried out of the room.

Outside the hotel, Pei Yichen was waiting in his car.

But just as he closed his eyes, the passenger door opened.

He turned and saw Jian Muyu.

“Huh? It’s over again? This time it was even faster than last time.” Pei Yichen looked surprised.

Jian Muyu: “…”

“Pei Yichen, are you kidding me?” Jian Muyu glared at Pei Yichen angrily.

“Do I dare? With your ninth-degree black belt, I wouldn’t have the guts to do it.”

“Besides, Xi Peijue was so fast, you can’t blame me,” Pei Yichen said, his words a trifle exaggerated.

Jian Muyu: “…”

“What Xi Peijue? Do you know who’s lying in bed? It’s Duan Qianhao!”

“If I hadn’t noticed something was wrong just now, you would have killed me!” Jian Muyu gritted his teeth.

“What? Duan Qianhao?! Why is he in the room?” Pei Yichen was also shocked.

“I want to ask you too!!!” Jian Muyu hadn’t recovered from the shock just now.

Pei Yichen: “…”

“This really wasn’t me. Did the waiter get the wrong person?”

“I just saw Xi Peijue with Duan Qianhao in the banquet room.” Pei Yichen lowered his eyes and thought for a moment.

“Forget it, forget it. Let’s not talk about this anymore. Let’s get out of here!” Jian Muyu broke into a cold sweat at the thought of how he had almost slept with Duan Qianhao just now.

“Okay, okay, I’ll take you away right now.” Since things had gone wrong, Pei Yichen naturally obeyed.

He drove away quickly.

…

The next morning.

When Duan Qianhao woke up, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck.

He raised his hand and rubbed his neck, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Last night, he seemed to have had a dream.

He dreamed of a beautiful woman

who was quite violent.

She knocked him unconscious with a single blow.

It was a pity that he didn’t get a clear look at her.

Duan Qianhao staggered out of bed and accidentally stepped on something.

He looked down and saw what looked like an ID card.

Duan Qianhao bent down and picked it up.

When he saw the name and photo, his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Holy sh1t!

What the hell?!

Why is her ID card here?!

Wasn’t last night a dream?!

Then she…

Duan Qianhao’s face paled, and he immediately pulled out his phone and dialed.

“Do you know it’s rude to disturb someone’s sleep so early in the morning?” a charming voice came from the other end.

The owner of the voice must have been still asleep, as a hint of hoarseness tinged it,

only making it all the more alluring.

“Guo Nanmeng, help me check someone out!” Duan Qianhao had no time to listen to that.

“Do you know my business rules?” There was a moment of silence before a lazy voice echoed,

though it was clearly more sober than before.

“I know, you name the price!” Duan Qianhao said urgently.

“I don’t want money doing business with you,” Guo Nanmeng said softly.

“Then what do you want?” Duan Qianhao asked instinctively.

“What do you think?” Guo Nanmeng’s voice trailed off,

carrying a natural allure.

Duan Qianhao’s expression suddenly froze, and he didn’t speak for a long time.

“You know what I want.” Guo Nanmeng’s voice came again from the other end of the phone.

Duan Qianhao’s face showed a hint of hesitation.