He thought it was probably because he often saw Feng Qingqing's deliberately ugly look. At this time, the difference between the two was so great that he felt particularly enjoyable visually.
This woman is already considered a top killer at a young age, so why does she contact him?
Li Jinghan couldn't help but think that his car accident was most likely related to the Ghost Inn, so was she involved?
Feng Qingqing smiled, Wan Jing was indeed checking her out.
But it's not surprising. The first time they met was at the Ghost Inn, and later she told him that she was Bai Cha.
He used Bai Cha to check, and he would definitely be able to find the code name Bai Cha.
However, the information about the Ghost Inn is extremely hidden. Even if Wan Jing guessed this, he could only call it superficial.
So she was hunted down for no reason before, three times or twice, but it had something to do with the person in front of her?
"So this is your intention in approaching me? Let me figure it out!"
Feng Qingqing pushed back the broken hair from her forehead.
"At the auction, you suddenly appeared there and later took pictures of all the treasures. You knew that among these treasures I wanted."
"You know that I will investigate you and find you. Am I right about this?"
Li Jinghan was not surprised. He nodded slightly and said, "That's true. I do want to get close to you, but the purpose is to understand your identity."
"My identity... you checked correctly. I am Bai Cha from the Ghost Inn. What is your relationship with the Ghost Inn? Why do you appear here again and again?"
She really hadn't figured it out yet. After thinking about it, Feng Qingqing asked again, "Or... do you have any purpose you want to achieve? But Mr. Wan has a lot of money, so there shouldn't be anything that can make it hard for you!"
Money can make all the difference, and Wan Jing is not a stingy person. He dared to give her a manor worth nearly 10 billion.
"Wrong, now my goal is... you!"
Li Jinghan looked at her beautiful and elegant face, and her black clothes made her skin fairer.
He walked down a few steps until he could look directly at Feng Qingqing.
"Xiaocha, I'm very interested in you now!"
When Feng Qingqing was stared at by him, her sunglasses had been taken off, although she was still covered by her mask and cap.
But the gaze was so intense that Feng Qingqing felt her heart skip a beat.
She stared at him blankly, then told herself that she must have a moral bottom line.
Although she and Li Jinghan are nominally a couple, she is now Li Jinghan's wife.
But you can't be too serious about cuckolding him.
Feng Qingqing walked up two steps and distanced herself from Li Jinghan.
"Mr. Wan...please respect yourself!"
"What's the point of self-respect?"
Li Jinghan put on his sunglasses again, "If I remember correctly, you are my fiancée to the outside world."
Feng Qing laughed immediately after hearing this. She was naturally good-looking, and with such a smile, her whole person was dazzling.
"Mr. Wan, the fiancée thing is just something you made up. I never agreed to it."
Li Jinghan didn't think so, "Whether it's made up or not, but now that I'm in Lingcheng, everyone knows that you, Bai Cha, are my fiancée."
"But you know it well, I'm not!"
She leaned lazily on the handrail of the stairs and looked down at Li Jinghan.
"Mr. Wan, this ghost inn seems to be easy to break into!"
This place is remote, and there are several institutions outside.
Some people have trespassed here before, but not many can come and go as freely as Li Jinghan.
It looks like the agency needs to be reinforced!
"You can call me A Jing. We are already so familiar. Mr. Wan is too strange."
He glanced at his watch and said, "I can have lunch at your house right now. Xiaocha, we have known each other for so long, but it seems you haven't invited me to dinner yet?"
Feng Qingqing smiled softly, "Mr. Wan came all the way here, he probably didn't just want to have a meal with me. As for A Jing, we are not that familiar."
"What if I say it's just one meal, that simple?"
"Do you think I will believe it?" Feng Qingqing didn't believe this man's lies.
"Whether you believe it or not, I came here today just to have a meal with you. Who told you not to reply to WeChat messages or answer the phone?"
At this moment, he looked innocent, but his expression was obscured by his mask and sunglasses.
How could she answer his call when she was Feng Qingqing?
Feng Qingqing rolled her eyes at him, thinking that she was about to leave the Ghost Inn.
Now because of Wanjing, I can't stay here all the time.
"Leave, or does Mr. Wan still have a reason to stay here?"
"You are about to leave, so I have no reason to stay here. Why don't I come to your house for a meal? I can promise you that I won't break into this place without your permission next time!"
It was Wan Jing who promised not to trespass here, not Li Jinghan who promised not to trespass here.
"Keep your word?" Feng Qingqing asked.
This man is unconvincing no matter how he looks at her, why should he offer her a meal?
"I have to go to your house, the one where you live!" Li Jinghan emphasized where he wanted to go.
Don't fool him by randomly choosing a place.
If Wan Jing was brought to the house where she lives for dinner, I believe the news would reach Mrs. Li's ears immediately.
It won't take long for Mrs. Li to come and take care of them.
Feng Qingqing thought about it again and again, and finally nodded, "Okay, I agree."
Not just a meal, her place is so big, and she is usually cautious, so even the things she needs to change clothes are packed very well.
As long as Wan Jing doesn't go in and touch the cabinets, it's basically like an ordinary small apartment.
As for cooking, home-cooked meals are still possible, but if you are a hotel chef, don’t expect it.
Li Jinghan was satisfied, this woman was still very easy to compromise.
Because they needed to cook at noon, the two left the Ghost Inn and went directly to a large supermarket near where Feng Qingqing lived to buy ingredients.
Li Jinghan picked out a few foods he wanted to eat and bought a few drinks. Seeing that the large watermelons in the supermarket were of good quality, he also bought one.
When checking out, Feng Qingqing wanted to pay directly, but Li Jinghan was a step ahead of her.
Carrying large and small bags, she returned to Li Jinghan's black Rolls-Royce. Feng Qingqing sat in the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt.
"My place is so small, do you really want to go?"
"You've already bought all the ingredients, and you still want to regret it?" Li Jinghan held the steering wheel and glanced at her.
"Don't forget what you promised me."
Feng Qingqing, "..."
She didn't understand how she got into trouble with this person.
Feng Qingqing lived in the center of Lingcheng, and she asked Li Jinghan to drive the car into the community.
The elevator stopped at the 15th floor. Feng Qingqing walked out first, while Li Jinghan followed behind carrying several large bags.
Feng Qingqing entered her fingerprint and soon unlocked the door and pushed in.
Because she changes clothes frequently recently, she comes back three or five times a month, but there is not much dust in the house.
But with the doors and windows closed for a long time, the room became extremely hot and stuffy.
Feng Qingqing came in with a frown, then opened the window and turned on the air conditioner to cool down.
Li Jinghan walked in. The room was indeed very small.
A small living room, with a double sofa, coffee table, dining table and chairs, takes up most of the space.
But the best thing is the warm decoration. The main color in the room is light yellow. Once the curtains are opened, the room becomes bright.
The house is very small, and you can see it clearly at a glance, and you can immediately see the kitchen.
He carried the ingredients in. The kitchen was not big, and because there was a refrigerator, he felt a little crowded even when he entered.
Li Jinghan opened the refrigerator. Except for a few bottles of drinks, there was not a single vegetable leaf inside.
After sorting out the ingredients, the watermelon was too big to fit into this small refrigerator.
He took out a bottle of drink and saw Feng Qingqing washing her hands from the bathroom.
He went in and took a look at the bathroom, which was small and exquisite.
The arrangement inside was also very neat, because Feng Qingqing had just washed her hands, and there was a light and elegant smell of hand soap inside.
It was the first time that Feng Qingqing saw that there was an additional man in her home, and she felt that this small apartment was extremely crowded.
Looking at Li Jinghan who was drinking a cold drink, Feng Qingqing showed a disgusted expression.
"I told you, my house is small and pitiful. It's just a meal. Why don't I treat you to a hotel outside?"
"It's a bit small, but it's very warmly decorated. If you think it's too small here, you can live in the manor. There's a vegetable garden over there, so you can enjoy a garden-like life there."
Li Jinghan looked around curiously, but he could actually see it if he turned around.
He walked to a door nearby and saw that the door was closed, so he looked at Feng Qingqing.
"Xiaocha, can you open this door and let me have a look?"