"You personally chose it, how could Grandpa Qin not like it?" Feng Jinglei said with a smile.
As if suddenly realizing sothing, Zhuang Yanyan turned her head with a strong interest, looking at Feng Jinglei, "So later, will you also personally pick sothing for Feimo?"
The sudden words made Feng Jinglei slightly stunned.
Since returning from the Western Suburbs, she and Qin Feimo still go to and from work together every day, but haven’t really communicated much.
It’s probably because of the marriage. Although he wasn’t cold to her, he spoke even less than before.
Is it because he doesn’t want to marry her, so he tries his best to keep his distance, not wanting her to have any expectations for this engagent?
"What I choose, he may not like."
"Then give it a try!" Zhuang Yanyan smiled warmly, quickly pulled her to another area.
"Should I pick a sweater or a coat?"
Staring at the rows of exquisitely crafted suits, trench coats, sweaters, and other winter outfits before her, Zhuang Yanyan hesitated, should she buy a coat or a sweater for her grandson?
She knows that her grandson doesn’t lack clothes; the reason she buys them every year is just a token of affection as a grandmother.
"How about a sweater."
Feng Jinglei suddenly spoke.
Zhuang Yanyan’s expression froze for a mont, turning to look at her, "A sweater?"
"Yes." She nodded.
For three years, whether winter or sumr, she mostly saw Qin Feimo in shirts with suits, maybe he’s missing a sweater?
"That’s good too!" Zhuang Yanyan felt that choosing a sweater was not wrong, young people these days, it’s hard to tell whether they have thick skin or they’re really not afraid of the cold; no matter winter or sumr, they always prefer wearing shirts.
After picking for a while, Feng Jinglei finally chose a dark gray turtleneck sweater.
"Feimo will definitely like it!" Zhuang Yanyan smiled widely, having heard from Qin Guozhong that Feng Jinglei actually doesn’t have anyone she likes, she’s only ever liked her eldest grandson.
Of course, she’ll be eager to try to pair them up!
Feng Jinglei didn’t speak, also unsure whether Qin Feimo would like it or not.
But he probably wouldn’t like it, after all, she rarely sees him wearing sweaters.
After shopping for a while, it was already noon, so Zhuang Yanyan didn’t feel like going back and decided to eat outside with Feng Jinglei.
After lunch, it was already one in the afternoon, the two left the restaurant with the bodyguards in tow.
Just as they exited the private room, they saw two familiar figures, Feng Jinglei’s steps instinctively paused.
What a small world, unexpectedly they ran into Fu Chenghao and Dongfang Li here.
"What a coincidence." Seeing her, Fu Chenghao was equally surprised, his lips quickly curved into a seductive, ambiguous smile.
With that smile, as soone from the older generation, Zhuang Yanyan quickly sensed that this little brat in front of her had taken an interest in her future granddaughter-in-law and her attitude turned cold, "Don’t stare at my granddaughter-in-law with those scheming eyes!"
She waved her hand, directly slapping away Fu Chenghao’s captivated gaze.
Upon hearing this, both Fu Chenghao and Dongfang Li were slightly taken aback by Zhuang Yanyan’s use of ’granddaughter-in-law’, Dongfang Li was even surprised to the point that her expression changed!
Once Fu Chenghao ca to his senses, his gaze glanced at the old generation before returning to Feng Jinglei’s face, "Granddaughter-in-law?"
Feng Jinglei was also sowhat taken aback, although Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin have always hoped she’d marry Qin Feimo, since it hasn’t happened yet, she never introduced herself like that in front of others.
Facing Fu Chenghao’s curious gaze, before Feng Jinglei could respond, Zhuang Yanyan contemptuously looked at Fu Chenghao with disdain, "That’s right, she’s my grandson’s fiancée!"
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