Qin Guozhong was stunned, not understanding what his wife's sudden words meant.
Regardless of whether there's a future between them, the only granddaughter-in-law they recognize is Feng Jinglei; only she is suitable for their grandson!
...
Qin Mansion.
In the quiet guest room, after hanging up the phone, Qin Feimo placed the cellphone back in its place and glanced at the person on the bed.
After a night's rest, her fever had gradually gone down, and her complexion didn't look as pale as it did the previous night.
Putting down the phone, Qin Feimo intended to leave the room.
At this moment, Feng Jinglei on the bed slowly opened her eyes.
The first thing she saw was a completely unfamiliar room. Recalling the events of the previous night, she suddenly sat up in bed.
With her movement, Qin Feimo's steps immediately halted, and he turned to gaze at her.
Turning her head, she was met with that familiar face, and Feng Jinglei was slightly taken aback.
