Qin Feng paused for a moment. "You're smart; you should be able to guess its meaning. You gave me my name and surname."
Though she had guessed as much, Qin Shu did not expect that she was the one to give him both. It was a curious turn of events. What on earth happened between them such he would take her surname?
"Won't you tell me how it came to be?"
Qin Feng mulled over the question, relenting with some hesitation, "I'll look for you tomorrow. We should have this conversation in person."
"Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Shu padded over to her suitcase. She stuffed the transfer documents back into the document bag, throwing it into her the maw of her luggage. Stepping out of the room, she half-expected to see Fu Tingyu grovelling somewhere close by. Instead, he was nowhere to be found.
Did he head out?
