With one question, Qin Feimo's heart shook, and he stared at Ma Pianpian for a long time without speaking.
Does he still love Ma Qianqian?
Suddenly, Feng Jinglei's striking and unique face flashed through his mind, leaving him inexplicably stunned.
"Brother Feimo?"
Seeing his silence, Ma Pianpian seemed a little anxious, her focused gaze fixed on him, as if impatient to know his answer.
Qin Feimo came back to his senses, his deep, narrow eyes resting on her face for a moment, quickly retracting his gaze.
"Go have lunch, I have matters to attend to, I'm leaving first."
He didn't answer, instead got up, picked up his coat and car keys, seemingly ready to go out.
"Brother Feimo." Ma Pianpian suddenly stood up.
Qin Feimo paused, only showing her extra care because she is Ma Qianqian's sister.
"That Feng Jinglei, she's not really your cousin, is she?"
The unexpected question made Qin Feimo frown slightly, staring at her, "Why do you ask this?"
