Lightly tossing out two words, he had already disappeared at the conference room door, leaving Chen Feng with a stunned expression, seemingly not yet reacting.
Marriage? Is the president getting married? With whom?
For some reason, the first image in Chen Feng's mind was that of Feng Jinglei.
In the finance department, rumors about Jinglei and President Qin had long circulated; it's just that neither had publicly acknowledged the relationship.
Is it really Jinglei? If it is, then doesn't that mean Jinnan has no hope?
Just as he was pondering, his phone vibrated.
Regaining his senses, he pulled out his phone and saw an unfamiliar landline number lighting up the screen.
"Hello? Who is this?"
Whatever was said on the other end, caused Chen Feng's face to become increasingly grim…
...
Meanwhile, at the Commander Residence.
Hanging up the phone, Zhuang Yanyan was so furious she felt dizzy!
"What's going on?"
