She didn’t quite understand why she felt this way. Could it be that subconsciously, she didn’t want Dongfang Li to find out that she wasn’t Qin Feimo’s girlfriend?

But she clearly hated being Qin Feimo’s shield, so why did she not want Dongfang Li to learn the truth?

Lingering at the door for a half second, she was about to close the door when Qin Feimo’s voice came from inside, "In five minutes, come to my room."

Her steps halted abruptly, thinking she had misheard, and turned her head in surprise, gazing at the man inside, "What?"

He slightly lifted his eyelids, "At ten thirty, come with me to the meeting room, or do you know where the meeting room is and can find it yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jinglei remembered that the hotel manager did say the group people would meet at the meeting room at ten thirty.

As he finished speaking, Qin Feimo had already put down the wine glass in his hand and got up to change clothes in the bedroom.

Feng Jinglei stood in place for a few seconds, then quickly headed to her own room.

She had already wasted a minute at the door, and after tidying up the items in her suitcase, she barely had time to take a sip of water before rushing to Qin Feimo’s room.

Just as she was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, it was opened from the inside, and her hand froze mid-air until she saw Qin Feimo, and her hand awkwardly dropped.

"Let’s go."

With a glance at her, Qin Feimo was about to step forward when the door of room 889 across also opened.

The two’s steps halted, and soon they saw Dongfang Li, neatly dressed. Compared to ten minutes ago, she was now wearing an even more vibrant outfit.

Seeing Qin Feimo also coming out from the opposite, Dongfang Li smiled and quickly walked over, "Qin Feimo, what a coincidence! Let’s head to the meeting room together!"

As a collaborator, she would also gather at the meeting room at ten thirty.

Qin Feimo glanced at her, utterly ignoring her enthusiasm, yet in the next second, he grabbed Feng Jinglei’s hand and walked straight ahead, past Dongfang Li.

Seeing him holding Feng Jinglei’s hand, Dongfang Li must feel uncomfortable, glaring at Feng Jinglei’s back and gritting her teeth, yet there was nothing she could do!

This time, when Qin Feimo took Feng Jinglei’s hand, she didn’t resist as she had earlier.

Qin Feimo thought she was merely stunned and didn’t give it much thought.

Feng Jinglei indeed was stunned, but not because of his sudden gesture or the warmth from his palm, but by her own lack of resistance.

She knew the crisp footsteps behind her belonged to Dongfang Li, knew she was right behind her and Qin Feimo, and precisely because of that, she cooperated with Qin Feimo...

Upon entering the elevator, her hand was obediently held by him all the way, which prompted Qin Feimo to furrow his brow slightly.

She actually had no intention of withdrawing her hand from his?

He cast a sideways glance, peering at her slightly tilted but distinct profile, and subsequently, a light and satisfied curve involuntarily formed at the corner of his lips.

Arriving at the meeting room entrance, Feng Jinglei saw another familiar figure.

Seeing Xiang Jinnan, she paused briefly.

Though Xiang Jinnan was also an employee of Qin Feimo, the ’Black Friday’ clubhouse didn’t belong to M Group, but was a private club of Qin Feimo.

"Jinnan? Why are you here too?"

Seeing Xiang Jinnan also present, Feng Jinglei couldn’t help but ask.