Loving You As Scheduled

She was startled, she rolled her eyes in surprise, staring at the man who was still sitting in place.

How did he know she was hungry? Did she just say it?

"come."

"..." She didn't want to listen to his orders.

"I'm not hungry."

"Come here and eat with me."

"..."

Staring at the invincible man in front of him, Feng Jinglei was speechless.

"Qin Feimo, what do you mean?"

He did not raise his eyes, his eyes drooping slightly, his complexion calm, "I just want to find someone to eat together. I don't like... alone."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jinglei was slightly startled.

She knew that when he was a child, Uncle Qin and Uncle Qin passed away unexpectedly, and he was the only child. In addition to Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin, I heard that there was a cousin, but the cousin was also abroad all year round, except for the grandfather. Grandma, he is alone.

Thinking of this, she suddenly couldn't move her steps and left here.

Staring at the man, the man also raised his eyes to stare at her, and his eyes met for two seconds before Feng Jinglei returned to the table obediently and sat down.

She did not have enough to eat, just accompany him.

After she sat down, the corners of Qin Feimo's **** lips rose slightly, revealing an imperceptible shallow arc.

Dinner continued, the two of them were still silent, eating silently.

A cell phone ringing rang, breaking the peace.

Feng Jinglei looked up and saw that the phone's ringtone came from Qin Feimo.

Glancing at the caller ID, Qin Feimo stopped eating, picked up the phone and swiped it lightly, without leaving the dining table, and said directly, "Hey."

"Mr. Qin, the survey results you want have come out. Should they be delivered to you now or to your office tomorrow?" The assistant's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

Qin Feimuo twisted his eyes slightly when he heard the words, "Is it found?"

"Ok."

"Send it to me now."

"Yes."

Hanging up the phone, Qin Feimo continued to eat while looking up, and found that Feng Jinglei was staring at him.

Contacting his black eyes, Feng Jinglei recovered. After a guilty conscience, she hurriedly lowered her head and ate silently.

Seeing that she was only focusing on eating and not picking up vegetables, Qin Feimo said again, "Do you want me to pick you up?"

Suddenly, let Feng Jinglei move for a while, raising her head still not slowing down the meaning of his words.

A few seconds later, realizing the meaning of his words, she hurriedly stretched out her chopsticks and put some dishes in her bowl, "No, I can do it myself!"

He pursed his thin lips lightly, "It will be fine."

Today's dinner, unlike the past, ended in a dialogue with Qin Feimo, giving Feng Jinglei the illusion of dreaming.

After the dinner, Feng Jinglei did not stop, and walked directly to the second floor.

As soon as I stepped on two steps, the doorbell rang.

She paused, somewhat surprised.

It's already half past seven, and at this point, the doorbell of the Commander's Palace generally rarely rings.

She was curious, stopped there, waiting for someone to open the door, wanting to see who came.

After a while, Qin Feimo's assistant came in, still holding a thick pile of materials.

It's so late, Qin Feimo is still working? Actually let the assistant send the information directly to the home.

After a while, I caught a glimpse of Qin Feimo coming out of the dining room, walking straight to the center of the living room and walking towards the sofa.

The assistant followed his direction, came to the sofa, put a thick pile of materials on the coffee table in front of him, and said respectfully, "Ms. Qin, this is all about Miss Mu."