Loving You As Scheduled

Feng Jinglei was a little stunned, thinking that he would be very angry to scold her, but it didn't...

Looking at the hand held tightly in his palm, he was dragged to the presidential suite in a short while.

I don't know when, Qin Feimo has already applauded dinner.

"Eating." He didn't have a hot or cold tone, and he sat down straight on a chair.

Feng Jinglei didn't know why he was angry, and remembered that when he ran out of the hotel, he was still angry.

After a few seconds, she pulled a chair away and sat down opposite him. She inadvertently swept his gauze hand, and suddenly what Fu Chenghao had said in her ears.

How did he hurt his hand? Why did Fu Chenghao say that he would spare his life for himself?

"If you have anything in the future, you must tell it to me."

While thinking, Qin Feimo suddenly spoke.

She was taken aback and looked at him puzzledly.

"what?"

He listened to the action of eating, and his narrow and dark eyes looked at her, "If you don't tell, I don't know, if you don't know, I will misunderstand you."

His tone was very light, as if explaining something subconsciously.

She was stunned and stunned, and felt what he was explaining, but she couldn't think of what he was explaining.

Feeling her staring at herself inexplicably, Qin Feimo's downcast eyes raised again, "It's the afternoon."

Feng Jinglei was taken aback.

What happened in the afternoon?

"Why don't you just go out because the hotel has no electricity?"

After hearing this, she understood what he was explaining.

She lowered her head, thinking that he would be angry at her as soon as he came back, and there was no chance for her to speak, so she was naturally aggrieved and complained.

With her face down, she complained, "You didn't even give me a chance to speak, OK?"

He paused, thinking about the scene at the time, as if... he did not give her a chance to speak.

"In the future, you can speak. No matter what I'm talking about, you can interrupt me to defend yourself." After speaking, he lowered his head and continued to eat.

Feng Jinglei stared at him, "Is it useful?"

He was startled, his eyes raised slightly, "What?"

Looking at him, she hesitated for several seconds, before half a while, she said without squinting, "Will you believe what I said?"

A person who is really willing to believe in you, even if you don't mention a word, believes in her, right?

And a person who doesn't believe in you, no matter what you say, will only become an excuse for him.

Qin Feimo is like this, right?

Regardless of whether it was the matter of the afternoon or the matter of admiring Qianqian, he had always only believed in himself.

Qin Feimo was startled by her question, it was not that she didn't see the doubt in her eyes.

She meant something, referring to the car accident in Qianqian, right? At that time, he also heard her defense, but never believed it.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Feng Jinglei's expression was a little sad.

He kept silent, which meant that he still didn't believe in Mu Qianqian's matter, and felt that her death was indirectly related to her.

Hanging her head down, she didn't say anything, but picked up the chopsticks and picked up the white rice in the bowl without a bite.

Qin Feimo was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "From now on, you can say anything, I... try to believe it."

It seems that all he can say is this.

He and his cousin have lost their parents since childhood, and took over M Group at a young age. In this business circle full of intrigues, besides means, what he values ​​most is results.