Feng Jinglei stared at the man in front of her, utterly astonished.
"No need, I don't—"
Before she could utter the word "cold," Qin Feimo's next action stunned everyone, "Manager Chen, leave the task of organizing the documents to you!"
After speaking, he turned to Feng Jinglei, "Let's go, home."
Home?
Feng Jinglei was even more taken aback.
He actually told her to go home? What exactly is going on?
Others might not have heard Qin Feimo's "home," but Chen Feng, who was nearby, heard it clearly and even momentarily thought he was hearing things.
Their big boss, the head of M Group, actually told the assistant next to him, "home"?
Is he sure he didn't mistaken the person?
Ignoring the surprised gazes of everyone, Qin Feimo took Feng Jinglei with him and left together.
Chen Feng lowered his head, looked at the documents in his hand, and then at the backs of the two leaving, completely baffled by what had just happened.
