Qin Feimo unexpectedly raised his eyes; in the past three years, he had never visited her parents' grave.
Precisely because of this, Feng Jinglei quickly spoke up, "No need, I'll go by myself."
Seeing her eager refusal, Qin Feimo's dark eyes unconsciously darkened.
"No way." Zhuang Yanyan flatly refused. It would be fine normally, but today her face didn't look good, and she couldn't stop worrying.
Moreover, she wanted to create an opportunity for them to be alone together. Isn't winter supposed to be the most romantic season for lovers?
Looking at Feng Jinglei, Zhuang Yanyan spoke out of concern, "Your complexion doesn't look good. Grandma doesn't feel at ease. Since everyone is on holiday, Feimo doesn't need to go to the company, let him accompany you."
Feng Jinglei was very perceptive; if she knew Qin Feimo didn't want to go, she naturally wouldn't want to bother him.
"Grandma, it's really not necessary—"
