Rushing to the third floor, Feng Jinglei stood with her back against the door as it closed, taking a deep breath.
I hope he didn’t hear anything.
Though she hoped for the best, Feng Jinglei’s heart was uneasy throughout the night.
...
Weekend.
Early in the morning, Feng Jinglei woke up and at the dressing table, she was surprised to find her face seed a bit rounder. Had she gained weight?
However, it seed her chest had indeed beco sowhat ’fuller’...
As her gaze fell, she caught sight of the delicate box in the dressing table drawer, with the ivory-like pendant inside.
The black cord on the pendant had been there for more than ten years, and it started to wear out. Last ti, it broke and nearly got lost, luckily, it fell directly into her underwear, so it wasn’t lost.
She planned to replace it earlier this year and had gone to so shops trying to find an identical one, but she couldn’t find the sa black cord each ti.
To her, this pendant was a cherished treasure; she didn’t want to settle for just any cord.
Qin Feimo’s items, perhaps even this cord might be considered valuable.
After breakfast, she t up with Luo Xiaoqian to go shopping, mainly to visit well-known jewelry stores to see if she could find a cord exactly like this one.
She took out the delicate box and carefully placed it in her bag.
The doorbell rang, and Feng Jinglei seed to sense it was Luo Xiaoqian, so she walked over and personally opened the front door.
"Xiaoqi."
Luo Xiaoqian was completely stunned, astonished by the lavish and grand decorations of the Commander Residence.
She had been to Feng Jinglei’s forr ho, which was already luxurious to her, but seeing the Commander Residence today was just eye-opening!
"Jinglei, do you usually live in such a luxurious house?" Thinking about her own small place, the whole building might not even be as big as this living room!
"Are you Xiaoqi? Have you had breakfast?"
Zhuang Yanyan ca over, fond of the people Jinglei cared about, knowing that Luo Xiaoqian was Feng Jinglei’s good friend, so she was warmly welcoming to her.
Of course, it’s because she was a girl; if it were a boy, Zhuang Yanyan wouldn’t like it!
"Hello, Madam, I’ve already eaten!" Seeing the elderly lady with snowy white hair, Luo Xiaoqian imdiately recognized her as Qin Feimo’s grandmother.
Zhuang Yanyan smiled happily, "No need to be so polite, you’re a friend of Jinglei’s, you can also call Grandma Qin!"
Luo Xiaoqian felt flattered, surprised that Qin Feimo and the elderly lady had such contrasting personalities; one was as warm as fire, the other as cold as water.
"Okay, Grandma Qin!"
"Grandma, we’re leaving now." Feng Jinglei spoke, noticing the ti was getting late.
"Alright, have fun!"
The two laughed and left the front door hand in hand.
Turning around, Zhuang Yanyan’s smile disappeared, replaced by loneliness and sorrow.
"What’s wrong?" Qin Guozhong, sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, couldn’t help but ask when he saw his wife suddenly disheartened.
Zhuang Yanyan was listless, "Sigh, it’s rare for a weekend, and they’re all gone."
"Young people always have their own busy things. If you find it boring, shall I take you out for a spin?"
Zhuang Yanyan looked up, suddenly rembering sothing, "Alright, then let’s go out for a spin too, and buy a gift!"
Qin Guozhong paused, slightly furrowed his brows, what’s with buying a gift?
"A gift?"
"Yes, isn’t tomorrow February 14th! Valentine’s Day!"
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