In her astonishment, Feng Jinglei was about to speak when she unexpectedly caught a glimpse of the somewhat mournful expression on the side of her face, looking somewhat desolate and lonely.
And her eyes...
Following her gaze downward, it was clear that her attention was fixed on Sijue's face.
This look wasn't one of fear towards Sijue, but rather seemed like she was missing someone.
But hadn't Weiwei offended him, and wasn't she afraid of being discovered by him here?
Downstairs, Qin Sijue was sitting on the couch, conversing with Mrs. Qin.
He seemed to sense a strong gaze fixed upon himself.
His brows furrowed, he abruptly looked up, glancing towards the second floor.
At the quiet railing, there was no one to be seen.
Was it his imagination?
By that time, Feng Jinglei had already brought Gu Qiangwei back to the master bedroom.