Loving You As Scheduled

Qin Guozhong turned his head and glanced at his worried wife, then patted her hand, "Don't worry, it should be locked in a place, and you can find it soon."

Hearing this, Zhuang Yanyan wanted to feel relieved, but couldn't let go of this heart.

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At noon, Xiang Jinnan took Feng Jinglei to a high-end restaurant for a full meal.

This was the best meal Feng Jinglei had eaten in the past two days.

After eating, she just watched Xiang Jinnan pay the bill. She wanted to pay for it, but the dozens of dollars in her pocket were not enough for this meal. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but laugh at herself.

But she doesn't care, as long as she has a job, she can be self-reliant in this bustling metropolis.

"Jinglei, wait for me, I'll go to the bathroom."

Xiang Jinnan, who came back after buying the order, smiled and spoke.

Feng Jinglei also smiled, "Okay."

Subsequently, Xiang Jinnan turned and left.

Looking at the contrasting long back, Feng Jinglei's mind suddenly flashed across Qin Feimo's face.

Why doesn't he have Xiang Jinnan's modest, polite, gentle and elegant? Every time he sees her, he always looks so indifferent and inaccessible. After the incident of Mu Qianqian, he treats her more like an enemy...

Why is this...

She thought about it for twelve years. Even if she knew this emotion, she couldn't have any results in the end, but being hated and disgusted by him was not what she thought.

Every time she thinks about this, her chest feels like a needle stick.

Especially, a man who knew that she had been thinking about her for twelve years had already had her favorite Mu Qianqian. Even though she was dead, she would only be deeply rooted and unforgettable in Qin Feimo's heart.

Taking a deep breath, then spit it out. Feng Jinglei wanted to relieve her heavy heart in this way. She raised her eyes, but met a pair of familiar eyes, clear, cold, and unpredictable.

The moment he saw Qin Feimo, Feng Jinglei was startled.

Qin Feimo's eyes slowly descended from her beautiful face and looked at the steak that had been enjoyed on the table.

And it's for two people, there are people across from her?

It seems that she is not alone and has friends too, does she?

Thinking of this, the last little pity for her disappeared in an instant, and some were just indifference.

Qin Feimo, who walked into the restaurant, strode forward without squinting across the aisle where Feng Jinglei was sitting, towards the private room on the second floor.

Facing him, I saw a familiar figure and face again.

"President Qin."

Xiang Jinnan, who came out of the bathroom and returned to the restaurant, was also a little surprised after seeing Qin Feimo.

After Qin Feimo glanced at him, he pressed his thin lips lightly, "Yes."

He cherishes his words like gold. The reason why he is willing to respond to Xiang Jinnan is because of his strong ability. In just three years, he was promoted from a small staff member to the department manager of the "Golden Week 8", which made Qin Feimo right. He was deeply impressed.

Looking at the back that exuded the king's breath, Xiang Jinnan turned around after saying hello and returned to where Feng Jinglei was sitting.

From Qin Feimo entering here, Feng Jinglei's gaze never left him. When she saw Xiang Jinnan walking out of the bathroom actually intersecting with him, she couldn't help being slightly startled.

Senior Nan knows Qin Feimo?

"Jing Lei."

Approaching where Feng Jinglei was sitting, Xiang Jinnan smiled.

But the moment he yelled the word'Jinglei', Qin Feimo, who was supposed to go upstairs, paused, turning his head to look at the elegant seat by the window not far away.