Early in the morning, Feng Jinglei wore a tracksuit. Since she got up early and had nothing to do, she continued to go for a run every morning.
Just after changing her shoes and preparing to leave, she suddenly felt footsteps coming from behind.
She instinctively turned her head and saw Qin Feimo’s cousin, Qin Sijue, walking over in a tracksuit as well.
eting Qin Sijue for the first ti, his presence inevitably made her feel a bit at a loss.
Compared to Qin Feimo, his cousin seed more enigmatic and arrogant.
"Morning." Unsure whether to greet, Feng Jinglei eventually said ’morning.’
Qin Sijue just glanced at her. Judging by her attire, it seed she was also going for a morning run, so he spoke, "Together?"
She was stunned for a mont, not expecting him to say that.
His aloof appearance gave off a similar impression to Qin Feimo, making him difficult to approach.
After a pause, she belatedly nodded, "Uh, okay."
Before seven in the morning, they both stepped out together and went for a run in a nearby park.
"You like my brother."
As if to match her pace, Qin Sijue ran much slower than usual.
The sudden words caught Feng Jinglei off guard, causing her to slow down and turn her head.
Understanding the aning behind Qin Sijue’s words, she slightly lowered her head. Her running pace then resud, "Hmm."
"But it seems he doesn’t like you. Yet, you are willing to marry him?" Qin Sijue asked while running, his breath steady despite running for a long ti.
Feng Jinglei lowered her head, falling into contemplation, hearing Qin Guozhong’s words: You are the only choice for his wife, none other than you...
If it were before, facing a Qin Feimo who didn’t like her and even had another woman in his heart, she should have refused to marry him. But now, her thoughts had changed.
"Hmm." After a long ti, she finally nodded.
At this mont, Qin Sijue couldn’t help but turn his head to look at the woman who had been staying at their house for three years, whom he t for the first ti.
"Why do you like such a cold man?" Qin Sijue asked again, maintaining his running pace.
Feng Jinglei kept up with him, thinking about how Qin Feimo used to be indifferent to her.
But recently, it seed a bit different.
"There’s no reason to like soone, right?" She didn’t turn her head, her expression calm.
If there were a reason to like soone, she wouldn’t be involuntarily moved, knowing well that he won’t like her, yet her heart that likes him couldn’t be reclaid.
Qin Sijue was a bit surprised.
Having never experienced these love matters, he didn’t know if one needed a reason to like soone. But hearing her say so, perhaps liking soone really didn’t have any reason.
"Since you moved into our house?" Qin Sijue asked as he ran, maybe feeling there was no topic to talk about, he casually found a topic to chat.
Feng Jinglei paused and turned her head to look at him with a frown, "What?"
"Did you start liking my brother after moving into our house?" He asked, wondering if all this could be grandpa’s arrangent?
He heard that his grandfather strongly opposed his cousin being with Ma Qianqian.
Feng Jinglei glanced at him again, finding this cousin seemingly aloof and difficult to approach, but quite easygoing.
"No."
She lowered her head and calmly responded with two words.
He turned his head in surprise, looking at her fair and delicate profile, a scar still unable to hide her radiant beauty.
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