Just waiting to get up again...
At about five in the afternoon, Qiu Mingyan came out of the room, adjusting his clothes, and met Feng Chengjin's gaze — Feng Chengjin didn't seem very friendly.
Feng Chengjin's mood, all afternoon was: "..." along with "@@**&&".
But...what could he say?
The matchmaker who personally encouraged it, even if he wanted to grit his teeth, could only swallow it himself?
During their eye contact, Qiu Mingyan saw the excessively dark pupils of Feng Chengjin, but couldn't quite understand what he was thinking.
"Brother Feng, are you hungry?"
Not knowing the situation, Qiu Mingyan could only look at the time and rashly guess Feng Chengjin's mood.
Upon hearing this, Feng Chengjin almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
He had to admire his new "brother-in-law's" ability to hit the mark, but Feng Chengjin couldn't say anything.
He could only take a drag from his cigarette, respond with a heavy "Hmm", and let this dreary afternoon pass.
