Loving You As Scheduled

In the face of a man who doesn't believe in herself at all, no matter what her answer is, it has no meaning.

Qin Feimo was slightly startled by her words.

"It's just for you to answer a question, is it so difficult?"

Staring at the man in front of him, Feng Jinglei lowered her eyes for a while.

She obviously resisted in her heart, and felt that the answer was meaningless, but in the end, she still spoke.

"No, when Mu Qianqian went out, I stayed in the living room until the rush of the brake sounded, and then I rushed out. At that time, the scene I saw was what you saw."

Hearing this, Qin Feimo slightly twisted his eyebrows.

So when she rushed out, Qianqian had already had an accident instead of what Mu Pianpian said?

"You better not have a lie."

She raised her eyes, feeling stupid enough. Knowing he didn't believe it, he still had to answer his meaningless question.

"If you don't believe me, don't ask these questions in the future. Anyway, there is only one answer for you, and that is ‘do not believe’!"

After finishing talking a little anxiously, Feng Jinglei turned and left.

Two months later, for Mu Qianqian's death, he still wanted to count all of this on her. In his heart, how much position Mu Qianqian occupies made him remember, and his heart could only accommodate her.

Facing her reaction, Qin Feimo was a little dumbfounded.

Is he just trying to determine if things are like what Mu Pianpian said, or is he wrong and annoyed her?

Glancing at the place where the woman's back disappeared, Qin Feimo once again discovered that this woman looked gentle and watery, but had a small temper.

Thinking of this, the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise a slight arc.

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From the top floor, Feng Jinglei was not in a good mood.

What she didn't understand was what Qin Feimo meant. While kissing her inexplicably, asking her to forget him all the time, but at the same time getting to the bottom of Mu Qianqian's death, could it really be like admiration? As Pian Pian said, everything he did was to make her fall in love with her, and then to throw her away fiercely, to make a shame for Mu Qianqian.

But if this is the case, what Qin Feimo said makes sense. He doesn't need to spend any thoughts if she wants her to fall in love with him, and she will...

Thinking of her heart that had been sinking for twelve years, Feng Jinglei lowered her head, disrupting her thoughts.

She doesn't want to be lost in Qin Fei's mood anymore!

All thoughts aside, she calmed down and worked hard, but at this moment, the phone on the desk rang.

"Hello, M Group Finance Department."

"We have dinner together at noon."

"..." A familiar voice came, and Feng Jinglei on the phone stopped slightly, then her eyes widened, and she looked at the microphone in her hand in disbelief.

Qin Feimo?

He actually called her inside and asked her to have lunch together?

Did he make a wrong call, or is his head convulsed?

"I'm Feng Jinglei." Calming down, she thought he was calling another woman.

"Then?" Qin Feimo raised an eyebrow on the phone.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and asked questioningly, "Did you make a wrong call?"

"What do you think?" he asked back.

She was stagnant, speechless for a while.

Did he really ask her for dinner? why? Wasn't he still questioning Mu Qianqian about her death a moment ago? Suddenly now that I want her to eat?