The topic seed to circle back, and Feng Jinglei paused for a mont before answering, "No."
"Xiang Jinnan?"
"Yeah."
Good, she didn’t hide anything from him, still fairly honest.
Just the thought of her walking in a sea of flowers with Xiang Jinnan made Qin Feimo feel uneasy.
"Co back."
"What for?"
"I’m waiting for you to have dinner."
Hearing his arrogant, domineering tone, Feng Jinglei paused, feeling sowhat uncomfortable with his attitude.
Why did he say he was waiting for her to have dinner, and she must go back?
"I’m already eating; go ahead and eat by yourself."
After saying that, she looked like she was about to hang up the phone.
Qin Feimo frowned imdiately, displeased.
He rarely expressed that he was waiting for her to have dinner, but this woman completely ignored his gesture, seemingly not considering him at all.
"Feng Jinglei."
"What now?"
"I want you to co back."
She paused, sensing through the airwaves that Qin Feimo might be slightly displeased.
Could he have encountered sothing unpleasant at work and ca here to vent?
"I said I’m already eating, got nothing else, hanging up now!"
Finishing, she hung up the phone directly.
After hanging up, she also seed montarily stunned.
Did she just speak to Qin Feimo in such a tone?
Thinking of Qin Feimo on the other side, he’s definitely wearing a black face right now. She might not even have the couch to sleep on tonight.
Well, the words are out; whatever happens, happens.
"Was that President Qin?"
Across from her, noticing she finished the call, Xiang Jinnan couldn’t help but speak.
"Yeah, nothing, let’s eat." She smiled, then lowered her head, eating a bit distractedly.
On the other side, seeing the call abruptly ended, Qin Feimo was montarily stunned.
She actually hung up his call just to have dinner with another man!?
The next mont, he stood up swiftly and left the Presidential Suite!
.
After leaving the hotel, Qin Feimo initially intended to find Feng Jinglei.
But in such a vast resort, finding soone among a sea of people would certainly be sowhat difficult.
However, rembering Dongfang Li’s photo with a sea of flowers around, the only place fitting that description here was the Rose Garden.
Yet, circling the Rose Garden, he didn’t see any trace of Feng Jinglei.
His gaze inadvertently shifted and noticed a giant Ferris wheel hanging under the blue sky nearby, strikingly obvious.
Could she have gone to the amusent park with Xiang Jinnan?
The more he thought about it, the tighter Qin Feimo’s brows knitted together.
He couldn’t understand why he was searching for her while hungry.
...
After lunch, walking around again, noticing the ti was late, Feng Jinglei planned to return, seemingly still sowhat mindful of Qin Feimo.
Just as she was about to speak, Xiang Jinnan suddenly received a phone call from Chen Feng.
"Now?"
"Yeah! You need to get here now."
Listening to Chen Feng’s words from the phone, Xiang Jinnan looked at Feng Jinglei in front of him with so difficulty.
And Feng Jinglei seed to discern he had an urgent matter.
"Well, Jinglei, Chen Feng needs sothing, asking to pick him up. Should I drop you off at the hotel first?"
Feng Jinglei originally intended to go back, seeing his urgency, didn’t ask him to drop her off.
"No need, it’s not far anyway. Go pick up Chen Feng; don’t you have work in the afternoon?"
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