CHAPTER 557: CHAPTER 555: BANISHED TO AFRICA

"If President Fu, who never uses a single swear word when scolding someone and can make one feel so embarrassed with a life-questioning gaze from top to bottom that they might become autistic from it, were to size you up with that same gaze, would you need compensation for medical expenses?"

"And what if the ’Boss Lady’ were to see President Fu bullying her ’little brother’? What if, unable to contain her rage, she stands in front of the kid and battles it out with President Fu, causing their recently improved relationship to regress just as quickly? What then?"

This was a real chaotic scene, and they sure knew how to chase thrills.

However, he had become a witness to this historic moment.

At the thought, he felt a stirring of excitement.

Jinghen noticed the spark of excitement in his eyes and asked, "You’re excited that I’m going to meet my rival in love?"

Seeing that Jinghen’s mood was still quite good, Feng Li chuckled and said, "Isn’t it about witnessing history?"

Jinghen nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing that Jinghen didn’t show any displeasure, Feng Li got a bit carried away for a moment, pretended to hold a microphone with his fist, and lifted it to Jinghen, "President Fu, may I interview you?"

Jinghen looked at him leisurely, "What do you want to ask?"

Feng Li moved the "microphone" in front of himself, "For example, what are your feelings at this moment?"

After that, he moved the "microphone" back again.

"Do you know what I was just thinking about?" Jinghen asked, sidestepping the question.

Feng Li asked, "What were you thinking?"

"I was considering the feasibility and necessity of FS establishing a branch in Africa."

"?" Feng Li looked puzzled, "Why are you pondering that?"

"People say that reading more romance novels helps you understand women’s psychological activities and mate selection standards better. I haven’t quite grasped those aspects yet, but there is one point I find quite useful, especially for you."

Jinghen was not usually one to speak at length, especially in front of others besides Wen Qiao.

Feng Li was somewhat surprised, "Which point?"

A meaningful smile hung at Jinghen’s lips, "It’s that in those novels, male leads as wealthy as I am often enjoy sending their assistants to Africa."

"..."

It took Feng Li a second to understand the meaning of these words, another second to straighten up, and a final second to swear to himself that he would never gossip about his boss again.

After a quiet moment, Feng Li couldn’t hold back and turned around to add, "President Fu, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’ve found that you’ve changed. You never used to beat around the bush or tease me like you do now."

Jinghen’s fingers, which were wiping his eyes, paused imperceptibly. Upon realizing the reason for his change, he curved the corner of his mouth slightly, "Is that so?"

Feng Li nodded his head, "Yep."

Jinghen remained silent, but a longing to see Wen Qiao surged in his heart.

He had never believed that a person could change for another person.

But after meeting Wen Qiao, he had come to realize that nothing was impossible—it was just that he hadn’t met someone who could affect him yet.

As the car slowly approached the hotel where Wen Qiao was staying, Feng Li, who was sitting in the front seat, spotted her with eagle eyes, "President Fu, look, the Boss Lady..."

His voice faded before he could finish.

Because not only had he seen the Boss Lady, but he had also seen her "little brother."