"Hmm."
After speaking, the maid respectfully left.
The living room returned to silence, and lying on the sofa, Feng Jinglei suddenly had Ma Pianpian's image flash in her mind.
She really looked exactly like Ma Qianqian, and... Qin Feimo seemed to care about her a lot too.
Closing her eyes, she felt a bit agitated.
She had promised not to think about Qin Feimo anymore, but the appearance of Ma Pianpian seemed to have disrupted her plan for a calm mind.
Always the one without much emotion, she now found herself burying her whole body in the sofa with the pillow, feeling very upset...
Just as she was feeling troubled, her phone suddenly rang.
She quickly sat up from the sofa, then opened her small leather bag, took out her phone, and saw that the call was from Xiang Jinnan.
"Hello?"
"Jinglei."
"What's up?"
On the phone, thinking of the slap Feng Chenlu had unexpectedly given her, Xiang Jinnan felt somewhat guilty, "Jinglei, I'm very sorry."
"What are you sorry for?"
