Loving You As Scheduled

Before, he doubted the relationship between her and President Qin, so he dared not decide on this idea. Now that the relationship has been confirmed, he naturally has nothing to consider.

Feng Jinglei raised her head and saw what he had guessed from the bottom of Xiang Jinnan's eyes.

"No." She answered truthfully.

Even if she has liked Qin Feimo unilaterally, it doesn't count as any relationship, right?

"Then, let me take you back, okay?" Xiang Jinnan asked, and after Feng Jinglei said this to him, she felt inexplicably comfortable.

"It's not that I won't let you send it, but there..."

"I know your concern is that it is someone’s home, so it’s hard to tell me. But I promise, no matter where you live, I just want to send you back, and I won’t talk about it with anyone in the future. ."

Feng Jinglei was still hesitating.

Maybe she really thinks too much.

He is indeed not a talkative person. He does everything and speaks appropriately. Even if he knows Grandpa Qin's commander's house, it shouldn't matter.

"And it's so late, I don't worry about you going back alone." Xiang Jinnan said again.

Staring at him, Feng Jinglei nodded in agreement for a long time.

He had already told her the address of his home, and she couldn't make sense anymore.

"Ok."

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Nine o'clock in the evening.

Tonight, Qin Feimo did not come back for dinner, and returned to the Commander's Mansion at nine o'clock in the evening.

When I just walked to the hallway and took out my pair of gray slippers from the shoe rack, I caught a glimpse of Feng Jinglei's slippers. They were still in place and had not been replaced.

He stagnated and twisted his eyebrows slightly.

After a while, he put on his slippers and walked into the living room.

After the dead of night, there were no servants in the Commander's Mansion.

Qin Feimo went straight to the second floor, took a shower in the bathroom, and then went to the study.

Walking out of the bedroom, he involuntarily glanced at the direction of the third floor.

The slippers she wore were still in the distance, indicating that she had not returned.

Withdrawing his gaze, Qin Fei's Mo Junmei's face looked particularly deep under the dim yellow light, as if it was wrapped in a layer of ice, with an inviolable sense of distance that made people afraid to approach easily.

Turned around, entered the study room, read the mail in the mailbox, and finally chose the [Planning Plan for the 30th Anniversary of the Establishment of M Group].

I just watched a part of it, and a touch of light reflected through the window, and the sound of the car's engine was faintly heard.

He twisted his dark eyes slightly, turned his head and glanced at the window, making sure that the light had been insinuated from the front yard of the commander's house not far away, then stood up, walked to the window, and looked down.

Under the night, I saw a white Jaguar slowly approaching, and finally stopped in front of the courtyard gate.

Then, Feng Jinglei's slender and graceful figure got out of the passenger seat.

In the driver's seat, Xiang Jinnan unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car. When he saw this magnificent and magnificent mansion, he was shocked for an instant.

"It turns out that this is President Qin's home..."

Feng Jinglei pursed her pink lips, not surprised by his surprise.

Not to mention him, even when she first came, she was shocked by the spectacular scene in the Commander's Mansion.

But at that time, because of the death of her parents, she didn't have much thoughts on it.

"Thank you for sending me back." She thanked her.

Xiang Jinnan withdrew his gaze, fell on her face, smiled with pursed lips, "Don't be polite with me."