Loving You As Scheduled

Her heart was severely stung.

Mu Qianqian died, he was ridiculing her in addition to disgust.

She didn't call Grandma Qin and Grandpa Qin. It was her way of addressing, but it didn't mean that she really felt that she was already part of this family.

Slightly squeezed the hand hanging to his side, put away the pain in my heart, and raised his eyes to meet him.

In the moonlight, her black eyes were like the night sky, mysterious, but invisible.

"I know, your surname is Qin and my surname is Feng. This is your Qin family. I have this self-knowledge and I don't need you to remind me!"

After speaking, Feng Jinglei turned and left as if he didn't want to say a word with him.

But before his feet reached the stairs, his temperatureless voice came from behind him coldly.

"Okay, then don't just talk about it."

She was slightly startled and turned to look at him, "What do you mean?"

Without changing his face, he stared at her, "You have lived here for three years, and now you have graduated. I really know myself, why don't you leave?"

She froze physically and mentally, and never thought that his indifference could reach this state.

"You want me to go?" For a long time, her trembling voice sounded in the silent night. The painful eyes were hidden under the darkness.

"It's not that I want it, but you just said it yourself."

She was heartbroken and unbearable, the heart that had been hidden, as if she could no longer stand his ruthlessness and irony, tears fell silently.

"Since you know your surname, then really be more interesting, don't let people hate your existence."

After speaking, Qin Feimo didn't look at her again, but walked over her trembling body and walked towards the second floor.

Frozen at the top of the stairs, for a long time, Feng Jinglei didn't make any movements, her heart was even more chilling than this late autumn wind.

...

The next day.

People get used to getting up early in their old age.

Zhuang Yanyan, who woke up early in the morning, was busy until 7:10 in the morning, only to realize that Feng Jinglei, who was also used to getting up early on weekdays, had not come down today.

When he looked up, he saw that his grandson had gotten up and dressed neatly.

She smiled, "Grandson, you are up."

Qin Feimo still gave a soft ‘um’ and walked towards the living room.

"Wait, I'll go up and call Jinglei, I can have breakfast soon!"

After speaking, he went straight to the second floor and passed his grandson.

Qin Feimo did not make a sound, but walked straight to the dining room.

On the sofa, Qin Guozhong was still reading the newspaper, and when his grandson walked in, he got up too, planning to ask him if there were any vacancies in the company.

The third floor.

When she came to Feng Jinglei's room, Zhuang Yanyan knocked on the door first, "Jinglei, have you gotten up? It's time for breakfast."

After shouting, Zhuang Yanyan did not forget to stick to the door, wanting to hear Feng Jinglei's voice in response.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement inside.

Standing at the door, she couldn't help but frowned slightly, then knocked again, "Knock!"

There was still no movement inside the door.

"Jinglei, grandma is going in."

After speaking, he opened the door and entered.

There was no Feng Jinglei in the tidy room, and the bed was neat.

In the bathroom?

She glanced at it and walked towards the bathroom, and at a glance, there was no shadow of Feng Jinglei.

Strange, where did you go this morning?

Zhuang Yanyan was stunned and frowned for a while. Could it be that she went out for a walk in the morning?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yanyan turned around and wanted to go downstairs to call Feng Jinglei, and in a flash, she glanced at a note on the bedside table.