CHAPTER 634: CHAPTER 633: HE HAS HAD BAD INTENTIONS TOWARDS ME FOR A LONG TIME

Wen Qiao waved her hand without any sense of attachment and lowered her head to look at the screen again, lifting the pause.

The scene on the screen was frozen on the moment when the male lead stood up from the chair, with the female lead sitting opposite him.

"Wen Qiao."

Hearing Fu Jinghen call her name, Wen Qiao’s hand holding the earphones hovered in mid-air as she lifted her head again, "What’s the matter—"

The last word was lost between their touching lips.

Fu Jinghen’s fingers pinched her chin, he bent down, and lightly sucked on her lips.

But after a brief moment, he pulled away.

Standing up straight, his eyes twinkled with a soft, shallow smile, "There was a bit of cream on your mouth."

Wen Qiao subconsciously raised her hand to touch the corner of her mouth, and by the time she realized what had happened, Fu Jinghen had already left the office.

!

This old rascal!

Wen Qiao clenched her fist and swung it fiercely at the air.

The sudden burst of music from the other earphone pulled back her thoughts, and she lowered her head to see the scene of the male lead walking up to the female lead, leaning over the table with both hands, and kissing her.

"..."

What to say.

That scene felt eerily familiar.

-

An hour and a half later, when Fu Jinghen returned to the top floor after finishing his meeting.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, he heard Wen Qiao’s bell-like laughter.

Lifting his eyelids, he looked toward the secretarial area, where there were four neatly dressed figures.

Guan Ling, Liu Tiantian, Guo Aixian, and Hu Yueke had formed a small circle, and without guessing, it was obvious who was in the middle.

Feng Li had been reading something, but upon hearing the laughter, he shifted his gaze from the tablet and looked forward, "Oh, the Boss Lady has quickly become one with the Four Golden Flowers?"

His words had hardly fallen when Fu Jinghen had already stepped out of the elevator.

Feng Li immediately followed.

"Actually, it’s not really a business marriage, you know. He had been secretly admiring me for quite a long time before that, I think it’s been four or five years, right. He was just too shy about it, which I’m sure you all know," Wen Qiao said with a hint of pride, "When Sister Fu Qiang brought up the matter, he was already overjoyed inside."

"Hey, Qiaoqiao," Liu Tiantian asked, "how much younger are you than President Fu?"

"A little over five years," Wen Qiao raised her hand and flicked it, "I haven’t even celebrated my twenty-second birthday yet, so, let’s say twenty-one."

Hu Yueke let out a small gasp of surprise, "Does that mean President Fu already had his eyes on you before you were an adult?"

Liu Tiantian once again gave a thumbs up, "Sis, you’ve hit the jackpot."

Wen Qiao nodded with a smile, "Yeah, he’s had bad intentions towards me for a long time."

"..."

Feng Li turned his head to glance at Fu Jinghen, and seeing that not only was he not angry, but his expression was also unusually doting, he couldn’t help but marvel at the greatness of love.

He kept silent for a moment, "President Fu, did you really set your sights on the Boss Lady before she was an adult?"

Feng Li asked Fu Jinghen even though he clearly knew everything Wen Qiao said was made up, simply to join in the fun.

Fu Jinghen’s gaze burned as he stared at that small face in the crowd, "If she says so, then it’s so."

It wasn’t entirely to give Wen Qiao face that he didn’t contradict her; Fu Jinghen thought to himself that if he had known one day he would love her so much, he would have set his sights on her not just before she was of age but probably right from the moment she was born.

Although it might sound a bit perverse, this was indeed his most genuine thought.