Did his excessive confidence hurt her?
Thinking of this, as he met her dark eyes, Qin Feimo suddenly raised his hand, "Feng Jinglei, let's officially, date."
Feng Jinglei had noticed the seriousness in his eyes.
But all she wanted was a reason.
"Why? In your heart, you're clearly thinking about Ma Qianqian."
"That, I'll tell you later."
"Is it because of Dongfang Li?" She looked at him and suddenly spoke, "Do you want to use me to make Dongfang Li give up on you willingly?"
He furrowed his brow, his expression unchanged, "A woman I'm not interested in, I never need to use anyone to reject her. Didn't you already understand that?"
His retort made Feng Jinglei realize that for the past three years, Qin Feimo indeed seemed uninterested in her, and for women he wasn't interested in, just ignoring them and being indifferent was enough to reject those who were infatuated with him from afar.
