Loving You As Scheduled

You should know that Qin Feimo is a VIP member, and they cannot afford any mistakes.

No room card, no cell phone, or even Qin Feimo's cell phone number, Feng Jinglei could only walk to the lounge area in the lobby of the hotel's reception desk and sat down on the sofa, intending to wait for him to return.

Turning his head, looking at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, Feng Jinglei was dark and calm.

After sleeping, the sneezing stopped, even though his head was still a bit heavy.

Looking at the time again, it was past four o'clock, and Qin Feimo didn't know how long it would take to return. And the only thing she can do is wait.

Looking at the darkening sky outside the window, as time passed by, suddenly, a figure approached and sat down on the single sofa beside her.

Recovered, Feng Jinglei twisted her eyebrows secretly. She thought it was a customer who was resting here, but she turned her head and saw a familiar face.

She was taken aback, and was somewhat unexpectedly stuck there.

However, Fu Chenghao held her cheeks with great interest, and looked at her with his head tilted, with a **** arc in the corners of his lips.

But in the next second, when he caught a glimpse of the clear scar on her face, the expression on his face suddenly stagnated, and the scar was a bit dazzling and distressing.

But soon, Fu Chenghao returned to calm, watching Feng Jinglei curl her lips and said, "It's really you."

Facing Fu Chenghao, who had only had one side, thinking of the gambling game between him and Qin Feimo, Feng Jinglei had no good feelings for him, and after a glance, she turned her head and looked away.

"Don't you remember me?"

Seeing her ignoring her, Fu Chenghao, who was sitting leisurely, suddenly straightened up, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Feng Jinglei and asked.

She seemed to care that she didn't remember him.

Listening to his surprised tone, Feng Jinglei turned her head around again and said lightly, "Remember."

Fu Chenghao stared at her for a few seconds, and then a shallow arc evoked, seemingly cynical, but in fact mysterious, "Then why are you pretending not to know?"

Feng Jinglei was expressionless, staring at him, "I am not familiar with Fu Shaoben and there is no need to say hello."

"Who said I'm unfamiliar?" Fu Chenghao raised his eyebrows, "Just so close, you are almost my woman, unfamiliar?"

Hearing this, Feng Jinglei couldn't help being startled, staring at Fu Chenghao in a daze.

Is he referring to the gambling game with Qin Feimo?

Almost...

Means, Qin Feimo won in the end?

"You..." Fu Chenghao thought for a long time before finally remembering her full name, "Feng Jinglei, are you and Qin Feimo a boyfriend or girlfriend?"

Fu Chenghao's voice again brought back Feng Jinglei's wandering mind, turned her head, looked up at him, and didn't know how to answer his question.

"So difficult to answer?" Fu Chenghao twisted his eyebrows, his clear eyes seemed to want to see her thoroughly.

"It's not that it is difficult to answer, but that it is unnecessary to answer."

Fu Chenghao was stunned, then grinned involuntarily.

"Because you are not Qin Feimo's woman?"

She raised her head shudderingly, staring at him, and after a few seconds she spoke, "Shao Fu seems to be particularly interested in my business."

"Yes, because I want to know what position you are in a person who can easily lose you," Fu Chenghao said with a smile.

Feng Jinglei's heart moved with it, but her expression remained unchanged.