It's important to know that Qin Feimo is a VIP member. Any mistake would be more than they could afford.
Without a room card, a phone, or even knowing Qin Feimo's phone number, Feng Jinglei could only walk to the hotel's reception lounge, sit on a sofa, and decide to wait for him to return.
Turning her head, she looked out at the gradually darkening sky, Feng Jinglei's expression was calm.
After a nap, her sneezing had stopped, but her head still felt a bit heavy.
Checking the time again, it was already past four o'clock; Qin Feimo could come back at any time, but all she could do was wait.
Gazing at the gradually darkening sky, as time ticked by, a silhouette suddenly approached and sat on the single sofa beside her.
Returning to her senses, Feng Jinglei furrowed her brows, thinking it was just another guest resting there, until she turned her head and saw a familiar face.
She was momentarily stunned, unexpectedly frozen in place.
