CHAPTER 511: CHAPTER 509: I WILL ONLY HAVE FOR YOU

[Fu Jinghen: So, considering the current situation, which kind do you like?]

Wen Qiao probably guessed his meaning, smiled, and replied: The more unrestrained one.

[Fu Jinghen: If I tell the truth, will it have a bad influence?]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: What do you think?]

[Fu Jinghen: Then I won’t say it.]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Keeping me in suspense will still cost you points.]

[Fu Jinghen: ...]

[Fu Jinghen: I really want to.]

[Fu Jinghen: Go.]

Seeing that row of ellipses and the unhelpful "Go", Wen Qiao suppressed a laugh and asked: What about the more subtle one?

[Fu Jinghen: Jiang Yao was right.]

Wen Qiao couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.

Xiao Chu was drawn by her laughter, turned her head to look: "What did you see that’s so funny?"

"Nothing." Wen Qiao shifted her body to avoid Xiao Chu’s gaze, "Play with your phone, don’t try to snoop."

Xiao Chu pouted and sat up straight.

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Aren’t these two the same thing?]

[Fu Jinghen: But the way they are expressed is different.]

....

Alright then.

You’re cultured, impressive.

[Fu Jinghen: Did you deduct points? If so, how many? I need to see how I can make them up.]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: All deducted, can’t be made up anymore.]

For quite a while, Fu Jinghen didn’t reply.

?

Why disappear just like that.

Tsk.

He can’t even handle that and he talks about pursuing her.

As she was thinking this, her phone vibrated, Fu Jinghen had replied.

It was a very familiar emoticon.

A big-eared TuTu holding a Coca-Cola bottle and crying.

She had sent it to him previously when she was being coquettish.

[Fu Jinghen: Can you consider it with some leniency?]

[Fu Jinghen: I just went to look through our chat history and it took me some time to find this emoticon, sorry for the wait.]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: What I’m curious about is, why did you admit it so openly as soon as I asked?]

[Fu Jinghen: I thought, you would like it better if I were a bit more honest.]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: But they say men also react to women they don’t like.]

[Fu Jinghen: .....]

Seeing those ellipses, Wen Qiao could imagine the choked expression on Fu Jinghen’s face.

[Fu Jinghen: Don’t listen to what others say, I don’t, I only have... for you.]

Wen Qiao raised her hand to touch her own face.

Even though she was teasing Fu Jinghen, now her face felt a bit hot.

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Oh.]

Wen Qiao rolled her eyes, remembering that "baby," an idea popped into her mind.

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: If you say something nice, then I’ll tentatively believe you.]

[Fu Jinghen: What do you want to hear?]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: That’s up to you to think about.]

Her phone vibrated again, the unread message count in the top left corner increased by one, Wen Qiao exited.

It was from Huo Mutian.

[Huo Mutian: I wonder if Miss Wen is free tonight to allow me to apologize in person?]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Okay.]

[Huo Mutian: Then I will pick you up later.]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Alright, thank you, Mr. Huo.]

[Huo Mutian: It’s my honor.]

Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow but didn’t reply anymore.

Fu Jinghen’s message came just then, Wen Qiao opened it, saw that he had sent a voice message, turned the volume down a bit, and shifted towards the car door.

She glanced at Xiao Chu, saw she was engrossed in a game, then opened the voice message, pressing the phone to her ear.