Chapter 1557 - 1558: You’re Still Not Recovered?

Suddenly saying they should have a meal together, Feng Jinglei was a bit stunned, and by the time she snapped out of it, Qin Feimo had already hung up the phone.

Looking at the screen showing the call had ended, Feng Jinglei stood there dazedly, unsure whether to leave or stay.

The hesitation lasted only a minute or two, and when she looked up, Qin Feimo had already arrived at the office door of the finance department.

"Let’s go."

She was startled; how did he come down from the top floor so quickly? Did he call her from inside the elevator?

Watching the man as he walked away without a glance back, Feng Jinglei belatedly followed him.

Leaving the M Group, Qin Feimo seemed to have already reserved a private room, as they were led directly into it by a waiter upon entering the restaurant.

Throughout the meal, neither of them spoke, simply eating quietly with their heads down.

Feng Jinglei occasionally looked up, watching the man’s leisurely movements as he ate, wondering why he suddenly wanted to have a meal with her today.

If he didn’t speak, she naturally had no reason to initiate a conversation.

Until the lunch ended, neither of them exchanged any words. It was only when Qin Feimo wiped his hands with a napkin and finished the meal that he suddenly looked at her across the table, saying, "If you’re too tired, take some time off."

His words were abrupt to Feng Jinglei, causing her a moment of surprise. She met his deep, dark eyes.

"No, I don’t need it."

"Is your health still not good?" He could see her somewhat haggard face, wanting to ask many times but ultimately refraining from doing so.

The unexpected question left Feng Jinglei stunned again, only reacting after a few seconds.

The last time she invited the Doctor was over a month ago, and there was nothing wrong with her body, so there was no issue of whether she was well or not.

She lowered her face, "I’m well."

"Then why do you look so unwell?"

She raised her eyes, meeting his narrow black gaze, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She wanted to tell him she was pregnant, carrying his child, but thinking of his recent cold demeanor, if he knew the child would bind this marriage, would he take her to the surgery table and abort the child?

Every time she thought of this, her words were swallowed back into her throat.

"Maybe I haven’t been sleeping well lately." She looked down, finding a random excuse to dodge the question.

He, however, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not sleeping well? Wasn’t she obviously getting up later than before?

"I have work to do, I’ll head back to the company first."

Not knowing how to be alone with him, she stood up first.

An hour had passed during lunch; she indeed needed to return to the company.

Lunchtime was an hour and a half, and she was used to returning early.

Seeing her ready to leave, Qin Feimo quickly paid the bill and followed her.

From the restaurant to the M Group, it was a six-to-seven-minute walk, both strolling down the street, each preoccupied with their own thoughts.

Early spring’s weather was still quite chilly, Feng Jinglei rubbed her hands for warmth, as she intended to eat lunch at the employee cafeteria without a coat, leading her to feel cold in the wind.

Qin Feimo, walking beside her, took in all of her actions, a strange sentiment flashed across his heart but disappeared quickly.

Feng Jinglei, walking ahead, suddenly felt a weight on her shoulders.

She paused, stopping her steps.

With a slight turn of her head, she saw a black coat draped over her shoulders.

She gazed up, noticing Qin Feimo who had placed the coat on her, a slight warmth crossing her heart.

With his coat removed, he now only wore a white shirt on the outside, with the buttons meticulously fastened to the top.