CHAPTER 630: CHAPTER 629: I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN YOUR POSSESSION

Wen Qiao snapped back to reality and said indifferently, "Special Assistant Feng is quite fortunate in love."

Fu Jinghen, "..."

The Four Golden Flowers, "..."

The atmosphere was dangerously charged.

"Really," Fu Jinghen tightened his grip on Wen Qiao’s hand, as if he were afraid she would run away.

Wen Qiao felt his nervousness and couldn’t help but laugh, "What’s there to be nervous about? I didn’t say I don’t trust you."

"I’m afraid you might jump to conclusions."

"I won’t," Wen Qiao shook her head, her eyes slightly curving, "I’ve always trusted you a lot."

Sometimes, she felt that her trust in Fu Jinghen was so firm that it even surpassed her own expectations.

It was weird, but she just really trusted Fu Jinghen.

To put it in perspective, her trust in Fu Jinghen was like being on a battlefield and feeling confident enough to entrust him with her back.

It could be because of his unreserved explanations to her, or perhaps because he gave her a very clear recognition—

In his heart and eyes, that person was always her.

A warm current suddenly surged through the bottom of Fu Jinghen’s heart, followed by an indescribable swelling of emotions.

How did he deserve such firm trust from Wen Qiao?

He lowered his gaze, looking at their intertwined hands, his wrist moved, his fingers weaving through hers, tightly clasping her hand. As they walked forward, he told her about the origin of the Four Golden Flowers, "Speaking of which, those four secretaries joined the company a year before I did. They were recruited by my sister the year before I took over the company."

Fu Jinghen pushed open the door to his office, stepped aside, and let Wen Qiao enter first.

As the office door closed, the eight prying eyes outside were also shut out.

Once the door was closed, Wen Qiao spoke, "I’ve heard that President Fu of FS has a silver-tongued capable assistant and the Four Golden Flowers following him, creating today’s business empire of FS."

Fu Jinghen looked at her amusedly, "Where did you hear that?"

"From entertainment news," Wen Qiao smiled cutely, "The article was titled ’The Second and Third Affairs of Jiang City’s Most Eligible Bachelor.’ It had quite a high click-rate, or else it wouldn’t have caught my eye."

Fu Jinghen flicked her nose, "Nonsense, I’m not single."

"How are you not?" Wen Qiao glanced at him, "I haven’t agreed to make up with you yet."

"It doesn’t matter," Fu Jinghen used his wrist to pull Wen Qiao in front of him and wrapped his other hand around her waist, his eyes filled with tenderness and adoration, "After all, I’ve always belonged to you."

Wen Qiao blinked, suddenly finding it difficult to meet Fu Jinghen’s gaze.

He, a man esteemed by everyone, was willingly hers to command and to dispatch as she wished.

It was a lie to say she wasn’t moved.

"...Oh."

Fu Jinghen found Wen Qiao’s contradictions sometimes endearingly cute.

During the early stages of their relationship, when she was in charge, she would flirt with him without restraint, bold and passionate.

Now, even though he still gave her the control, it was him who became assertive, and she often found herself blushing and embarrassed by his actions.

Fu Jinghen, considering her thin skin, continued with the previous topic, "Actually, what you mentioned earlier was somewhat true. The success of FS today really can’t be separated from them. They’re highly capable, and their thoughtfulness complements well with Feng Li, making them quite a good team."

Wen Qiao nodded.

Realizing the intimacy of their current position, she extricated herself from Fu Jinghen’s embrace and turned around to survey his office.