Taking a look around the large living room, he didn't see Qin Feimo's figure, so he couldn't help but ask his wife.
"He just went upstairs. What's up?"
"I was planning to ask him if there's an appropriate position in the company, so he can arrange one for Jinglei." Holding a cane, Qin Guozhong walked down and sat in front of the sofa.
"He's gone upstairs to sleep. It's better if you don't bring it up for now."
"Why?" Qin Guozhong asked his wife, confused.
Zhuang Yanyan sighed, "It's all because of that Ma Qianqian situation. Feimo's attitude towards Jinglei isn't like before, and Jinglei seems aware of this, so she apparently doesn't want Feimo to step in."
Upon hearing this, Qin Guozhong furrowed his brow and sighed lightly.
It seems I must find a way for them to marry soon. Otherwise, with my grandson's attitude, let alone developing feelings, he'll just drift further away from Jinglei...
No, I need to come up with a good plan!
...
As night gradually deepened.
