Chapter 277: 277 I have a stomach ache

Chapter 277: Chapter 277 I have a stomach ache

Qin Sijue, how did he come to know the CEO of M Group and his wife? Could they be friends?

But no, just now she noticed that the CEO of M Group seemed somewhat similar in appearance to Qin Sijue. Could he be Qin Sijue’s brother?

But his grandfather had said that he was an only child, so he shouldn’t have any siblings.

Looking at that familiar silhouette, Gu Qiangwei’s eyes inexplicably moistened.

The greatest distance in the world, it must be this.

Hiding around the corner, she stood against the wall, not daring to step forth.

Gu Qiangwei was already dead.

Despite not daring to step forth, yet she couldn’t control herself and poked her head out, wanting to see that familiar face.

Sadly, Qin Sijue was facing away from her.

Time was being snatched away by seconds; more than ninety minutes had passed since lunchtime, and Gu Qiangwei, who had left earlier, still hadn’t returned.

Feng Jinglei was somewhat surprised and couldn’t help but pull out her cellphone and dial Gu Qiangwei’s mobile number.

Gu Qiangwei was still staring at that silhouette, lost in thought when suddenly a jarring ringtone startled her, and she frantically took out her phone to check it.

The caller ID showed ‘Miss Feng’.

“Hello?”

Though they were far apart, she still unconsciously kept her voice very low.

“Miss Gu, where are you? Why did you suddenly leave?”

When Feng Jinglei said ‘Miss Gu’ Qin Sijue suddenly looked up, glancing at her speaking on the phone.

Caught off guard by the question, Gu Qiangwei was somewhat flustered, “Uh… well, I, my stomach hurts, I’m in the restroom…”

“For so long?” Feng Jinglei frowned, since it had been forty minutes since she had left.

Gu Qiangwei was faltering, lost in her panic and couldn’t find any other excuse.

“Yeah, I… have a bit of diarrhea.”

This excuse might have been a bit impolite to Feng Jinglei who was dining, but she blurted it out as she truly couldn’t find another reasonable excuse.

Feng Jinglei didn’t seem to mind, instead showing concern for her health, “Are you alright?”

“It’s fine, just, might make you wait a while longer.”

“It’s no trouble, we’ll wait till you’re better, and if it doesn’t improve, we’ll take you to the hospital.”

“No no no, that won’t be necessary, I’ll be fine soon.”

Her concern made Gu Qiangwei feel even more guilty.

After hanging up the phone and gazing at the elegant seat not far away.

She also didn’t know when Qin Sijue would leave. Surely he wouldn’t wait until she approached to leave, would he?

As Feng Jinglei hung up the phone, Qin Sijue, who normally showed no interest in other’s matters, suddenly asked out of character, “Whose call was that?”

Feng Jinglei was startled, and even Qin Feimo next to her felt very surprised.

Because, in the more than a year they had been married, he had never inquired about his wife’s affairs, at most just exchanged greetings.

“It was my makeup artist.” Despite feeling it odd, Feng Jinglei answered his question.

Makeup artist?

Gu Weiwei had also been a makeup artist’s assistant before.

“What’s her name?” Again, it was that unmistakable tone that brooked no refusal, leading both to again be taken aback.

Why would he care to know the name of a makeup artist?

“Gu Weiwei.” Feng Jinglei replied.

Qin Sijue was taken aback.

It was just one letter short of Qiangwei’s name.

Yet the difference of one letter was significant; after all, Gu Weiwei was not Gu Qiangwei.

“Is something the matter?”

Noting his unusual behavior, Qin Feimo couldn’t help but speak up.