Qiao Fei did not force Feng Ling to change clothes. Although there were a few hours before the dinner party, he did not offer to take her to a room to rest.
Instead, he ordered the VIP lounge beside the banquet hall on the ground floor for her to rest in.
Feng Ling sat on the sofa and played with her cell phone. Qiao Fei answered the calls from his family and his subordinates from time to time. There was not much communication between the two.
Or to be exact, Qiao Fei wanted to speak to her, but Feng Ling kept looking down at the phone and didn't speak to him.
She just wanted to do him a favor in return and didn't want to talk about anything else.
Although Feng Ling seemed easy-going, she was actually very stubborn. No one could easily make her change her mind. If she didn't want to do something, no one could make her do it.
She didn't like to explain or be polite.
