Lin Jinfeng pulled her shoulder and asked her eagerly, "He is already here. You have seen today's newspaper, aren't you planning to leave?"
"You don't have to worry about my affairs." Qiu Mo glared at him.
"That man is so good and worthy of your nostalgia. You won't forget what happens to those who betray Emperor Ling, right?"
Lin Jinfeng's words made Qiu Mo feel cold all over, but when she thought of the relationship she and Leng Xiao had finally established, and that he still needed her blood, she couldn't make the decision to leave.
"Okay, I didn't say anything." Lin Jinfeng let go of her hand as if he was angry, but there was still a little hope that she could change her mind.
But Qiu Mo's answer made him even more discouraged.
"I won't leave. Even if Emperor Ling...finds me...Leng Xiao will definitely protect me."
"Are you so sure?" Lin Jinfeng frowned.
Qiu Mo lowered her head unconfidently. In fact, she was not sure how Leng Xiao felt about her. If she thought that he had fallen in love with her just because he showed good affection these few times, would it feel too good about herself? But
In her heart, there was a voice encouraging her, he would definitely not ignore her.
Then he raised his head and nodded vigorously towards Lin Jinfeng.
Lin Jinfeng's heart cooled down little by little, and he finally sighed. He couldn't understand what this woman was thinking, but since she believed in that man, he had nothing to say.
"Take care of yourself." Lin Jinfeng took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over: "My phone will be on for you 24 hours a day."
Qiu Mo took it and looked at the three gold-plated characters on the business card: Lin Jinfeng.
She remembered that when she was a child, he would follow her around like a sticky insect, constantly clamoring for her to be his woman. When she was punished, he would secretly give her medicine and food. When she was unhappy,
Sometimes he would tell her a joke that was not funny, but in the end he would laugh so hard that he fell forward and backward. She remembered all of this clearly.
They met at the cocktail party that day. She was not unexcited to meet again five years later, but her current status did not allow her and him to be as careless as before. She had to give up something, even if she was not willing.
Lin Jinfeng's tall figure had already walked away, and Qiu Mo suddenly felt that there was some vicissitudes in that figure. She took a step forward, her voice was very low, but it was enough for him to hear.
"Thank you, Lin!"
Lin Jinfeng's steps obviously paused, and then, without looking back, the corners of his mouth raised.
"You finally acknowledge me, what else am I not satisfied with?"
He took out the remote control lock from his pocket, and there was a ding sound, and the sound of the car lock opening was heard not far away. Just as he was about to step over, he suddenly felt a gaze shooting at him like a sharp arrow.