"Mo, isn't Jing Lei with you?"

Qin Feimo was taking out his mobile phone and stopped when he heard the words of his grandma, "Is she not at home?"

"No, I went to the hospital to see Xiang Jinnan, but I didn't come back all afternoon. I thought you were together."

If it was normal, Zhuang Yanyan would still make a phone call after a long time, but recently she was busy with Zhang Luo’s wedding, and Feng Jinglei would go to the hospital to see Xiang Jinnan every day. Nothing happened, so she didn’t rush to call. Asked.

Qin Feimo twisted his eyebrows, then glanced at the caller ID, frowning again.

"Hey?"

"Is it... Mr. Qin Feimo?"

"I'm."

Afterwards, without knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, Zhuang Yanyan caught a glimpse of his face becoming increasingly dark and heavy.

When I was about to ask, I saw my grandson hung up the phone and ran out again with an anxious look.

"Mo, what happened!?"

Looking at the back of her grandson's departure, Zhuang Yanyan also suddenly became uneasy, thinking that Feng Jinglei had not returned all afternoon.

Looking at the anxious look of grandson, could it be that something happened to Jinglei?

The more she thought about it, the more disturbed her heart became.

...

Jingcheng Police Station.

Anxiously, he rushed to the door of the police station and went straight to the interrogation room. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Feng Jinglei and Luo Xiaoqian sitting there, one with a bruised nose and a swollen face, the other with blood stains.

Seeing the bright red blood, Qin Feimo suffocated, gasped.

"what happened to you!?"

Seeing the person, Feng Jinglei raised her pale face and saw the tension and worry in Qin Feimo's eyes.

"I'm fine..."

He took her face, wiped the blood from her face, and found that the blood didn't seem to belong to her.

"What's the matter? Are you injured?"

She shook her head, "No."

Then he looked at Luo Xiaoqian, who was still covered in injuries, "You quickly send Xiaoqian to the hospital, she is injured all over."

"You tell me first, what's the matter with you? What's the matter with this blood?" He looked nervous. Although he heard that she was not injured, because of her character, he was afraid that she was actually injured, but he refused to tell him. .

"Mr. Qin."

Behind him, a policeman walked over and looked at Qin Feimo.

Qin Feimo turned around and glanced at the policeman who came by.

"This, is your fiancée?"

"Yes."

The police are a little embarrassed and think this matter is a bit tricky.

One was the daughter of Feng's enterprise, and the other was the wife of the president of M Group. They naturally did not dare to accuse the prospective young grandmother of the Qin family, but she did hurt someone. Now Feng Chenlu is still lying in the hospital unconscious.

"That's it, your fiancee, she...wound someone with a knife."

Hearing this, Qin Feimo twisted his eyebrows and turned to look at Feng Jinglei.

She has such a personality that will hurt people with a knife? It really surprised him.

"Really not hurt?" He confirmed again.

The policeman behind him was a little embarrassed, which was obviously ignoring his words.

But what can we do? I can only wait. The president of Group M is not easy to offend. You must know that he has an identity behind him, the grandson of the old commander Qin Guozhong!

Feng Jinglei continued to shook her head, "I really didn't get hurt."

He seemed to be relieved. He took her to sit on the lounge chair beside him, staring at her, his eyes moist as jade, "Then tell me now, what happened?"

Feng Jinglei lowered her head and didn't know exactly what kind of criminal responsibility she was responsible for that behavior in the tea restaurant.