CHAPTER 596: CHAPTER 594: LET’S WAIT AND SEE

"Since you saw that I was just pretending, you must have seen her reaction as well?" Fu Jinghen sat on the sofa, his legs crossed, one hand resting on the armrest, his face wearing a faint smile, "The moment she heard I accidentally bumped my leg, she immediately left you to check on me. If I were to ask her for something, do you think she would refuse me?"

Lu Ang scoffed disdainfully, "You are her boss, and since she’s under your roof, she has to bow her head. How do you know if her concern for you is genuine or just feigned compliance?"

Fu Jinghen’s smile remained unchanged, "Is that so? Then let’s wait and see."

After all, Fu Jinghen was almost ten years older than Lu Ang and faced his provocation without a hint of irritation or annoyance, maintaining a relaxed and composed demeanor that made it seem like he didn’t take Lu Ang seriously.

And indeed, that was exactly how Lu Ang felt, as if he had punched cotton, frustrated and powerless.

Looking at Fu Jinghen’s indifferent expression and then back at his own furious self, Lu Ang felt like a concubine fighting for favor and instead being slapped down, while Fu Jinghen seemed like the queen securely seated on her throne.

When Wen Qiao came out with two glasses of fresh juice, she saw the two men, one acting as if nothing was amiss, the other fuming with anger, both ignoring each other but the tension between them so tight it could snap any moment.

"..."

What happened?

Had she missed some drama?

Wen Qiao cleared her throat, "What were you two talking about?"

"Nothing."

Fu Jinghen was the first to notice her, making a motion to stand up from the sofa, but a figure flashed before his eyes, and when he looked again, Lu Ang had already darted to Wen Qiao’s side, taking the juice from her hands, "Sister, let me help you with that."

Neither Fu Jinghen nor Lu Ang mentioned the topic of their previous conversation; after all, Lu Ang wasn’t the type to tattle.

"Sister, you don’t need to treat me as an outsider. Next time just call me to help you carry it." Lu Ang glanced back at Fu Jinghen, who had sat down again on the sofa, "I’m not like President Fu, used to being served, you can just order me around."

Hearing Lu Ang’s words, heavy with insinuation, Wen Qiao initially responded with a "Sure," then turned to look at Fu Jinghen, raising an eyebrow as if to ask: What did you do to upset this little brother?

Fu Jinghen caught her questioning glance and picked up the mobile phone from the coffee table, his fingertips tapping on the screen.

A moment later, Wen Qiao’s phone beeped.

"Why don’t you drink some juice and rest for a bit, and then we can start painting?" Wen Qiao said to Lu Ang.

"Sure, I’ll do as you say, Sister."

Wen Qiao felt that since she had come out of the kitchen, Lu Ang had been calling her ’Sister’ with a tone that was sweeter than before.

It seemed he really was irritated by Fu Jinghen.

"I’m going to change my clothes, you two sit for a while."

Wen Qiao finished speaking, picked up the phone from the coffee table, and walked toward the bedroom.

After closing the door, she opened WeChat to check the message Fu Jinghen had just sent.

[Fu Jinghen: He just asked me if I was pursuing you. I said yes, and now he’s competing with me.]

Wen Qiao chuckled.

[Qiaoqiao’s Not Full: It must be more than that. I think the little brother is about to be driven mad by you.]

[Fu Jinghen: Is that so? Then it’s his lack of mental strength.]

[Qiaoqiao’s Not Full: He’s nearly ten years younger than you, why can’t you give him a break?]

[Fu Jinghen: Impossible. Smiley JPG.]