Qin Guozhong was stunned, not understanding what it meant by his wife's sudden arrival.
Regardless of whether they have drama or not, they only believe that Feng Jinglei is the only grandson-in-law, and only she is suitable for his grandson!
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Qin's house.
In the quiet second bedroom, Qin Feimo put the phone back after hanging up the phone, and glanced at the person on the bed.
After a night of rest, her fever gradually subsided, and her face didn't look as pale as last night.
Putting down the phone, Qin Feimo planned to leave the room.
At this time, Feng Jinglei on the bed slowly opened her eyes.
Entering the destination is a completely unfamiliar room, thinking of the scene that happened last night, she suddenly got up and sat up on the bed.
With her movement, Qin Feimo's heels stopped immediately, staring at her sideways.
As soon as she turned her head to meet that familiar face, Feng Jinglei was slightly startled.
Subconsciously he opened his mouth, "Why are you here?"
Qin Feimo's complexion remained unchanged, her dark eyes were calm and deep, and her voice was so indifferent that people could not hear the slightest emotional ups and downs. "This is where I live. Do you think I should be here?"
Hearing this, Feng Jinglei was startled.
Where does he live?
In the next second, Feng Jinglei instinctively opened the bedding, got up and got out of bed.
Staring at her movements, she could see that she was recovering well. Qin Feimo, who was standing there, did not stop her from getting out of bed, but stood there firmly.
"Where is my luggage?"
I got up and saw that there was only one small bag of my own, and the suitcase was not here.
She was looking for the suitcase to leave. Qin Feimo stood quietly, staring at her calm face with deep eyes, and there was an unspeakable complex emotion in her heart.
He should have longed for her to leave and hated what she had done.
But when he saw her homeless and no place to shelter, his heart was a little vacillating, completely out of his control.
However, thinking of the moment when Mu Qianqian died tragically, Qin Feimo's face finally fell cold.
"downstairs."
Hearing the indifferent words from the man, Feng Jinglei did not hesitate at all, grabbed her bag and walked downstairs.
When I lowered my head, I realized that I had changed into a new set of clothes.
Did Qin Feimo change it for her?
No, he can't be so kind.
And why did he bring her to where he lives? Did Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin already know her?
She didn't want to go back to the commander's house, didn't want to hear his cynicism anymore, didn't want to... be hurt so badly by him, she stepped forward and walked downstairs.
When I went downstairs, I saw my pink suitcase in the corner of the living room.
She walked over, pulled straight up and walked towards the entrance door.
Qin Feimo followed him downstairs, watching her leaving, still making no sound.
He really shouldn't have brought her here. Qin's house was where his parents once lived, and even Mu Qianqian had never treated her here.
Glancing at that figure disappearing at the gate, Qin Feimo's slightly shaken heart returned to hard and no temperature again.
As soon as Feng Jinglei's front foot left, Zhuang Yanyan and Qin Guozhong's back foot came!
"Jinglei, Jinglei!?"
Zhuang Yanyan shouted as soon as she entered the living room.
"Master, old lady, why are you here?" Aunt Li walked out, a little surprised at the arrival of the two.
Zhuang Yanyan glanced at her, "Where is Jinglei?"
Li Sau was stunned. He didn't know who Feng Jinglei was, but he guessed it was the lady who left just now.