Qin Guozhong turned his head to glance at his worried-looking wife and patted her hand. "Don't worry, we seem to have pinpointed a place, and we should find it soon."
Hearing this, Zhuang Yanyan wanted to feel relieved, but her heart still couldn't settle down.
.
At noon, Xiang Jinnan took Feng Jinglei to a high-end restaurant for a hearty meal.
In the past two days, this was the best meal Feng Jinglei had eaten.
After the meal, she watched Xiang Jinnan go to pay the bill. She wanted to pay herself, but the few tens of yuan in her pocket weren't even close to enough for the tip, let alone the entire meal. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but laugh at herself.
But she wasn't worried; as long as she had a job, she could make a living on her own in this bustling metropolis.
"Jinglei, wait for me a moment, I'm going to the restroom."
Xiang Jinnan smiled as he spoke after paying the bill.
Feng Jinglei smiled back. "Alright."
Then, Xiang Jinnan turned and left.
