Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Yan Qingsi was momentarily stunned. She nodded, “I know her. She was the celebrity that the police apprehended recently. I was in the same cast as her once.”

“Yan Ruke said that this Xu Meifeng suspected you of framing her for prostitution and was looking for you ever since getting out of prison.”

Yan Qingsi looked at Xu Qianxi’s picture. It seemed logical, but something was off.

How did Xu Qianxi get involved with Yan Ruke, and how did they meet?

If it really was Xu Qianxi, then that would explain everything, as Xu Qianxi had the motive.

The gap between the present incident and Xu Qianxi’s prostitution incident had spanned a few months. It was not at all odd for her to reappear, but for her to come out, immediately get involved with Yan Ruke, and then plot against Yan Qingsi? The plan nearly succeeded.

Was Xu Qianxi really that good?

Yan Qingsi asked, “Then was Xu Qianxi apprehended?”

The policeman shook his head. “No. She got away. The ones who tampered with the car’s brakes and doors were Zhao Ziqiang, one of the props masters on Requiem, and his acquaintance. He confessed everything. He used to be one of Xu Qianxi’s loyal fans, and about a week ago, Xu Qianxi went looking for him.

After the policemen finished asking their questions and explained the situation, they left.

“Thank you, officers.”

“You’re welcome.”

Once they were gone, Yan Qingsi frowned and sat there without saying anything. Her expression sunk tremendously.

Yue Tingfeng hugged her waist and said, “Don’t think about it anymore. I’m here.”

He remained steadfast beside her from when she first got into trouble up until then. No one, however, had a clearer understanding of his own thoughts than he himself.

That evening, he got off work early and hurried to the film set. Seeing Yan Qingsi trapped inside a burning car made him incredibly frantic.

Yue Tingfeng’s sole thought was, ‘I can’t let her die, I can’t let her die. I haven’t told her, that I love her.

It was love indeed, and he was finally able to ascertain what his feelings were for Yan Qingsi.

No longer was it curiosity, mere interest, or pure and unbridled possessiveness.

When Yan Qingsi’s emotions spiraled out of control the other day, Yue Tingfeng had confessed his feelings too, but he thought he merely liked her.

After going through a near-death scenario, he finally came to the realization that his feelings toward her were far deeper than ‘like’.

It was love!

How dumb did he have to be to not even realize the depth of his love?

Yue Tingfeng patted her head. “Go and sleep. It’s been a tiring day.”

“I can’t sleep.” At times, a person would be unable to sleep even though they were completely tired.

“Wait here.”

Yue Tingfeng went out and came back after a few minutes. In his hands was a deck of poker cards. He jerked his chin at Helan Fangnian. “Dou Dizhu¹, how about it?”

Helan Fangnian’s head was hurting, but looking at Yan Qingsi made him want to speak to her. Upon seeing her cold expression though, he did not know how to approach her and speak with her.

He nodded. “Bring it.”

Yue Tingfeng glanced at Yan Qingsi and Helan Fangnian. “The winner is allowed to ask one question to the loser, who must answer truthfully.”

“Sure!” Helan Fangnian said.

“That depends on the situation.”

“Alright, since you’re a woman, I’ll give you the right not to answer.”

Yue Tingfeng scoffed to himself and gave Helan Fangnian and provoking gaze. ‘I played cards since I was in primary school. My ‘Overlord’ title in cards was not for nothing. I’ll make you lose big tonight.’