"The weather's sunny and bright, another beautiful day, good morning, President Fu."
After saying that, she headed straight for the bathroom.
Fu Jinghen: "..."
Drama queen.
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Her skincare products were all in her room downstairs, so Wen Qiao's washing up was quick. By the time she came out, Fu Jinghen had already sat down at the dining table, eating the breakfast delivered by the hotel.
She didn't stand on ceremony with Fu Jinghen, grabbed a sandwich from the table, took a bite, and waved her delicate little hand in front of his eyes.
"I'm leaving now, President Fu, don't miss me too much while we're apart."
"Mhm." Fu Jinghen seemingly assured her, looking up seriously, "I won't."
Wen Qiao choked and quickly turned to leave.
She shouldn't harbor any girlish fantasies about Fu Jinghen!
Wen Qiao got up relatively early and didn't run into anyone familiar as she went downstairs, smoothly making her way back to her room.
