The next day.
Feng Jinglei got up early and had to go to the company with Qin Feimo after breakfast.
But thinking about last night, Qin Feimo might not take her, and she still felt a knot in her heart. She couldn't figure out how to sit in his passenger seat as if nothing had happened.
Just two bites into a bun, and only a sip of porridge, she saw Qin Feimo stand up across from her.
Zhuang Yanyan looked up and saw he hadn't finished his bowl of porridge, she couldn't help but ask, "Mo, are you full already?"
"Hmm."
With a light hum, his figure disappeared from the dining room.
Feng Jinglei also lifted her eyes, glancing at the disappearing back. Maybe, as she thought, he didn't want to take her, so he left early.
She wasn't in a hurry either. Anyway, she had to go for a hospital check-up today. If she didn't go with him, it would actually be more convenient; she just needed to give Manager Chen a call.
"Grandma, I'm full too. You and Grandpa Qin take your time eating."
