CHAPTER 574: CHAPTER 572: YOU ARE ALWAYS MY MOST PRECIOUS TREASURE

Fu Jinghen suppressed a smile, "Oh, so it is."

"Yeah, just like that," Wen Qiao said as she returned to her seat with the flowers, giving him a look. "What else did you think it was?"

"Nothing," Fu Jinghen shook his head. "Just as you said."

"..."

What’s all this ’this’ and ’that’?

It’s like reciting a tongue twister.

In the end, Wen Qiao couldn’t find a vase that matched the flowers, so she simply placed them on the table, planning to take them with her when everything was over.

Wen Qiao let Fu Jinghen sit in her place while she sat in Lin Ruochun’s seat.

"When are you returning to Jiang City?" Fu Jinghen asked.

"The other people are reshooting the scenes missed before; Director Zhang said he’d gather us tonight. I don’t want to rush..." Wen Qiao murmured, "Tomorrow, I guess."

"Alright."

"When are you going back?"

After asking, Wen Qiao realized it was superfluous.

Sure enough, Fu Jinghen was looking at her with an "What do you think?" expression.

Although the reason he stayed was her, Wen Qiao felt embarrassed in front of Fu Jinghen and determined to restore her pride.

"How can you keep running out, what about your company? Won’t your employees have opinions?" Wen Qiao said righteously. "The boss setting a bad example by abandoning his duties, not working properly, how can you command respect in the future?"

"How am I not working properly? Chasing my wife is also work. You affect me, and since I am the backbone of FS, seeing you improves my work efficiency and helps FS develop better," Fu Jinghen said with a smile. "Besides, seeing you improves my mood so much that I might even raise their salaries, why would they have any objections?"

"..."

This was the first time Wen Qiao realized Fu Jinghen could spout such sophistry.

Even Wen Qiao, usually known for her forthrightness and vigor, felt the urge to applaud Fu Jinghen’s shameless speech.

Wen Qiao nodded thoughtfully, "To think that I, a mere ’vase’ as judged by others, wield such great influence, capable of deciding the happiness of thousands of FS employees and the future fate of your family’s corporation—I’m truly honored."

Seeing the young girl’s proud demeanor, Fu Jinghen willingly elevated her platform, "Being influenced by you is my honor."

"..."

Wen Qiao shifted in her seat, leaning closer with scrutinizing eyes at Fu Jinghen, "Have you really never been in a relationship before? Never charmed a girl into happiness?"

"Never," Fu Jinghen earnestly explained. "You’re my first in every respect."

Wen Qiao: "..."

Was she overthinking?

Why did the words "my first" sound somewhat suggestive?

Anticipating what Wen Qiao was about to ask, before she could speak, Fu Jinghen preempted her, "Some things come naturally when I see you."

"Why weren’t you like this before?" Wen Qiao as she adjusted her oversized sleeves, glared at him. "Indeed, men are all unappreciative by nature, only valuing things once they’re lost, believing the unavailable is always the best."

Before this accusation, Fu Jinghen knew he was at fault and wouldn’t rebut whatever Wen Qiao said.

However, he didn’t quite agree with the idea that one only cherishes what is lost.

"I’ve always cherished you, you are my most precious treasure."

Fu Jinghen took the task from Wen Qiao’s hands, carefully rolling up her sleeves, "Without having you, you’re the best; having you, you’re even better."