In an instant, perhaps feeling a gaze on her, Ma Qianqian also looked up and met Feng Jinglei's eyes.
For a moment, both of them froze slightly as they looked at each other.
Turning her head, Feng Jinglei averted her gaze, gazing at the flower-filled courtyard. It's the weekend, could Qin Feimo be inside?
Seeing Qin Guozhong had already gone in, Feng Jinglei followed towards the marble steps.
But, with Grandpa Qin here today, will he make things difficult for Ma Qianqian?
"Is Qin Feimo here?"
She suddenly halted, looking at Ma Qianqian behind her.
The unexpected question caught Ma Qianqian off guard, a slight shock flashing across her face.
"He's not here..."
"You should quickly send him a message."
Looking at her, Feng Jinglei suddenly suggested.
With that, she turned and walked straight towards the main entrance and entered the living room.
