CHAPTER 478: CHAPTER 476: ME AND YOUR EX-FIANCÉE

Wen Qiao let out a dry laugh twice, "Who knows? Perhaps he has sharp insight and foresaw your limitless future."

Shi Koufan, however, seemed as if he hadn’t heard her, immersed in his imagination and widened his eyes, "President Fu isn’t into men, is he?"

"....."

Wen Qiao stayed quiet for a moment, then spoke with a somewhat heavy tone, "That’s not entirely impossible. After all, once people get rich, they tend to play around. Be extra careful."

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In the top-floor office of FS, Fu Jinghen, sitting in the boss’s chair, suddenly sneezed three times.

Feng Li saw this and asked, "President Fu, do you have a cold?"

"No."

He handed the signed documents to Feng Li, "Is everything resolved?"

"It’s resolved." Feng Li nodded, "Shi Koufan and Shengchao signed a termination contract an hour ago; Huasong has also messaged him, telling him he can sign the contract anytime."

"Uh-huh," Fu Jinghen lifted his hand, "You can go out now."

As Feng Li pulled open the office door, he was startled by the person standing outside, "Young Master Qi, what are you doing here?"

"Isn’t that just asking the obvious? I’m, of course, here to see my little uncle."

".... "

Figures.

Feng Li stepped aside to let him through.

After the visitor entered, he shut the office door and walked out.

Fu Jinghen looked at Qi Ming, who swaggered in and sat across him, and asked, "What is it this time?"

"Shi Koufan messaged me, saying he wants to thank you for your help by inviting you to dinner."

"What do I have to eat with him?"

Qi Ming uttered an "Oh," "Then in that case, I’ll turn it down for you."

He lowered his head, fiddling with his phone, and after a couple of seconds, as if he suddenly remembered something, he added, "I forgot to say, he didn’t just invite you, but also me and your ex-fiancée."

Fu Jinghen’s hand, holding the mouse, paused, and his eyes moved away from the computer screen to look at Qi Ming, who waited eagerly for a spectacle, "Have I been too nice to you lately?"

Qi Ming’s expression stiffened, and he became serious.

"Wanting to see my drama," Fu Jinghen tapped on the desk with his fingers, "Do you still know your place?"

Qi Ming hummed twice, "I was wrong, little uncle."

Fu Jinghen glanced at him, "Do you know what to do?"

"Yes."

Qi Ming opened Shi Koufan’s chat and typed a line.

[Qi Xiaoming: Send me the address, I’m bringing my little uncle over.]

After Shi Koufan sent the address, Qi Ming slid the phone towards Fu Jinghen, "Little uncle, are you satisfied now?"

Fu Jinghen glanced down and gave a cold "Hmm."

Actually, Qi Ming had no intention of turning down Shi Koufan’s invitation for Fu Jinghen; he just wanted to tease Fu Jinghen a bit.

He had noticed that whenever it involved Wen Qiao, his usually dignified and aloof little uncle would seem like a different person.

Yet what hadn’t changed was, he was still someone not to be messed with.

After Qi Ming left, Fu Jinghen’s heart suddenly couldn’t calm down. He picked up his phone, clicked on Wen Qiao’s profile, hesitated for a long while, and sent two characters over.

He figured Wen Qiao was probably still filming, not in a rush, he clicked on her profile picture and went to see her photos in the moments section, only to see a line across the screen.

He frowned, pressed the inside line phone, and called Feng Li back in.

Feng Li pushed open the door and walked in, "President Fu, do you have any instructions?"