Capítulo 1411: Chapter 1412: Does My Answer Matter?
Qin Feimo, lost in thought, snapped back to reality, “Co in.”
As he spoke, he had already composed himself, resuming his usual aloof deanor.
Upon hearing the response from inside, Feng Jinglei, who was standing outside, steadied herself for a mont before cautiously pushing the door open and entering.
When the door opened and he saw it was Feng Jinglei, Qin Feimo was a little surprised and stared for a mont.
Given her position, she was rely an assistant to the financial manager and shouldn’t have the access to the top floor.
Moreover, wasn’t she supposed to be resting at ho these days? When did she co to the company?
Feeling the man’s gaze, Feng Jinglei seed to realize this but didn’t offer an explanation, nor did she need to justify anything to him.
She slightly lifted her eyes and t the man’s deep, ink-black eyes, mysterious and cold.
Lowering her gaze, she still felt a bit uneasy facing the man.
“Um, Manager Chen has a situation at ho and went back, so he asked to bring up the docunts for the upcoming eting.”
Still standing at the office doorway, she didn’t know whether to advance or wait for him to speak before proceeding.
Gazing at the woman not far away, Qin Feimo imdiately rembered Ma Pianpian’s words.
“Co over.”
The two plain words slowly spilled from Qin Feimo’s mouth, sounding cold yet gentle, his low and magnetic voice like a celestial lody, easily drawing people in.
She thought Qin Feimo wanted her to bring the docunts over, so she stepped forward, heading to the large desk, and handed over the thick docunts she was holding.
Having put down the docunts, Feng Jinglei instinctively turned to leave.
“Feng Jinglei.”
Watching her movent to turn, his thin lips gently moved, his dark eyes always lingering on her exquisite face.
She paused at his words, turning to glance at him, assuming he had other instructions.
He stared at her, only speaking after a few seconds, “Did you, or did you not, see Ma Qianqian run into the middle of the road with your own eyes?”
The sudden question caught Feng Jinglei by surprise, leaving her montarily stunned.
She thought he spoke because of business matters, never expecting it to be about Ma Qianqian.
Does he still suspect that Ma Qianqian’s death was her doing?
Thinking of this, her expression couldn’t help but cool down.
“Even now, do you still believe that Ma Qianqian’s death was caused by and Grandpa Qin?”
Her tone was firm, and he didn’t fail to notice, his dark eyes narrowing slightly.
Her seemingly gentle and weak appearance hid a resilient and unyielding heart.
“First, answer my question.” He looked at her, his expression equally indifferent.
In the past, he wouldn’t even ask such questions, taking Ma Pianpian’s words as truth and directly blaming it on her.
But now he has changed, afraid that things might actually be as Ma Pianpian said. Asking her seed to be a way to confirm from her own mouth that the situation was not as Ma Pianpian portrayed.
Yet her answer was sowhat unexpected for him.
Feng Jinglei was a bit annoyed, glaring coldly at the man in front of her.
This man was unpredictable, alternating between hot and cold, making it impossible for her to fathom his thoughts.
Sotis he seed very concerned about her, yet other tis he hated her deeply because of Ma Qianqian’s death.
“Does answering make a difference?”
His brow furrowed, “What do you an?”
She looked at him, “I’ve answered countless tis, Ma Qianqian’s death has nothing to do with or Grandpa Qin, but did you believe it? Even if I answer you now, will you believe it?”
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