Capítulo 1234: Chapter 1235: You Should Be Grateful I Haven’t Gone Crazy
As the driver’s side door of the Ferrari swung open, the first thing that caught the eye was a pair of ticulously crafted leather shoes, polished to a gleaming shine.
Her gaze slowly lifted until it landed on that familiar, cold face, causing Feng Jinglei’s heart to plumt into an icy abyss.
Was it him?
Her complexion turned pale, and it took quite a while before she could compose herself from the shock and stand up from the ground.
“Are you mad?”
With a resounding ‘bang’, Qin Feimo slamd the car door shut, his eyes dark and chilling as he stared at Feng Jinglei. “You should be thankful I am not mad, or do you think you could still stand here intact in front of ?”
His words pierced through Feng Jinglei like an icy dagger, leaving her heart aching bitterly.
For that Ma Qianqian, he truly harbors thoughts of killing her?
She stared at him but did not speak.
Qin Feimo, after casting a cold glance at her, turned and entered the gates of the Commander Residence.
Watching his indifferent and frigid back, Feng Jinglei couldn’t help but raise her hand, clutching her heart’s left side.
She finally understood what genuine ‘heartache’ felt like.
It was unbearably bitter, like a hamr relentlessly pounding straight into her core.
Upon returning, Qin Feimo did not stay long. He rely ca back to retrieve sothing and then left again.
On exit, Feng Jinglei’s silhouette was nowhere at the gate, yet his gaze involuntarily shifted to the spot where she had previously stood, lingering for two seconds before turning to open the car door and drive away.
As the black Ferrari sped towards the city, soon in front of the car appeared the slender, tall silhouette of Feng Jinglei.
Seeing that figure flash, and in recalling Ma Qianqian’s death, Qin Feimo gripped the steering wheel tightly, fiercely stepping on the pedal to accelerate towards that silhouette.
The urgent engine roar ensued from behind, Feng Jinglei who was walking by the roadside instinctively halted, turning her head to notice that familiar car.
But this ti the vehicle didn’t veer directly toward her; it gusted past her like a swift wind, speeding on.
…
Throughout the following half month, Qin Feimo did not return to the Commander Residence.
Previously, he only occasionally didn’t return when work at the company was hectic.
One morning after breakfast, Feng Jinglei left the dining table and spoke to the two elderly, “Grandpa Qin, Grandma Qin, I… want to go out and find a job.”
She graduated three months ago, and it was ti to seek employnt.
Living here as a guest, she couldn’t bear leading a carefree life without any labor, which made her feel even more inferior, echoing how she felt worth nothing beyond being a freeloader.
Upon hearing about her intention to find work, Qin Guozhong and Zhuang Yanyan exchanged a glance, suspecting that her allowance might not suffice.
“Why go out to find a job? Is Grandpa Qin giving you insufficient pocket money?” Zhuang Yanyan asked.
Feng Jinglei quickly responded, “No! Grandpa Qin has given plenty of money, it’s just…”
She didn’t want to take advantage without labor, especially when lacking any blood ties, yet she took the money from them like a cherished granddaughter. Even when accepted, spending the money felt uneasy.
Understanding her disposition, likely to reject what they offered, Qin Guozhong had initially simply provided her with a card, depositing funds regularly into it each month.
Before graduation, Feng Jinglei occasionally withdrew for living expenses, but post-graduation, she barely touched the funds inside.
Since residing here, she really lived without lifting a finger, practically no need for money.
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