"You picked it yourself, why would Grandpa Qin not like it?" Feng Jinglei smiled.
As if suddenly realizing something, Zhuang Yanyan turned her head and looked at Feng Jinglei with a hint of interest, "At that moment, did you personally choose one for Mo?"
Suddenly, Feng Jinglei was slightly startled.
After returning from the western suburbs, although she and Qin Feimo still commute to get off work together every day, they haven't communicated much.
It was because of the marriage. Although he was not indifferent to her, he talked less than before.
Is it because you don't want to marry her, so keep your distance as much as possible, and don't want her to have any expectations for this marriage contract?
"I picked it, he might not like it."
"Then try it!" Zhuang Yanyan smiled cordially, and quickly took 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 clothes, Zhuang Yanyan is hesitant to buy a jacket for her grandson or a sweater?
She knows that grandson does not lack clothes, and the reason why she buys it every year is because of her grandmother's intention.
"Sweater."
Feng Jinglei suddenly spoke.
Zhuang Yanyan's expression was stagnant, and she turned to look at her, "Sweater?"
"Yeah." She nodded.
In the past three years, whether it is winter or summer, Qin Feimo has always seen shirts and suits the most, perhaps missing a sweater?
"Alright!" Zhuang Yanyan felt that she was right when she chose sweaters. They, young people, didn't know whether it was thick-skinned or really not afraid of the cold. Whether it was winter or summer, they always liked wearing shirts.
Picking and picking, Feng Jinglei finally picked a dark gray turtleneck sweater.
"Mo will definitely like it!" Zhuang Yanyan smiled unfailingly, and she also learned from Qin Guozhong that Feng Jinglei actually didn't like anyone, and had always liked her grandson only.
Of course she has to be more diligent to help them both!
Feng Jinglei did not speak, nor was she sure whether Qin Fei Moxi liked it.
But I don't like it, after all, he rarely wears a sweater.
After shopping for a while, Zhuang Yanyan didn't bother to go back, seeing that it was already noon, and ate out with Feng Jinglei.
After having lunch, it was one o'clock in the afternoon, and the two left the restaurant with the bodyguards.
As soon as I left the private room, I saw two familiar figures facing him, and Feng Jinglei's instinctive steps were stagnant.
Yuanjia has a narrow road, and you can actually meet Fu Chenghao and Dongfang Li here.
"It's such a coincidence." Fu Chenghao was also very surprised when he saw her, the corners of his lips rose quickly, evoking a **** and ambiguous smile.
With this smile, Zhuang Yanyan, an older generation, quickly realized that the little bunny in front of her was interesting to her future grand-daughter-in-law, and her attitude became cold, "Don't stare at my grand-daughter so deliberately!"
With a wave of her hand, she directly knocked out Fu Chenghao's obsessive eyes.
Hearing that, Fu Chenghao and Dongfang Li were slightly startled by Zhuang Yanyan's "grand daughter-in-law", Dongfang Li was so surprised that even their faces changed!
Fu Chenghao, who had recovered, glanced at the old man, then returned to Feng Jinglei's face, "Granddaughter-in-law?"
Feng Jinglei was also a little surprised. Although Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin had always wanted her to marry Qin Feimo, they hadn't married yet, so she had never introduced herself to outsiders.
Facing Fu Chenghao's questioning eyes, before Feng Jinglei had time to speak, Zhuang Yanyan looked at Fu Chenghao with contempt and disgust, "Yes, she is my grandson's fiancee!"