CHAPTER 626: CHAPTER 625: IT PREFERS TO BE IN CLOSE CONTACT WITH YOU

After sorting everything out, Fu Jinghen’s message timely came through again.

He said he had arrived.

Wen Qiao picked up her handbag and chose a pair of flat leather shoes before heading out.

Fu Jinghen, as usual, was standing outside the car waiting for Wen Qiao, only this time, it was evident that her steps toward him were much lighter than before.

He smiled, stood upright, and walked a few steps forward to meet her.

His hand naturally took hold of hers.

Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow, shaking their joined hands slightly, "You sure take initiative."

"My hand has a mind of its own," Fu Jinghen said unabashedly, "It particularly likes being in close contact with yours."

"..."

This old man has a lot of ridiculous justifications.

Today, Fu Jinghen was driving a black Bugatti Veyron, which Wen Qiao had seen before at the Yujia Garden villa, but she knew that compared to sports cars, Fu Jinghen seemed to prefer sedans.

This was the first time she had seen him drive this car.

Sensing Wen Qiao’s confusion, Fu Jinghen opened the passenger door and explained, "I specifically drove this to please you."

"..."

Wen Qiao felt that Fu Jinghen’s flattery was getting more and more exquisite.

Every compliment hit the mark.

Since he said he drove it especially to please her...

Wen Qiao looked down at the flat shoes on her feet, then up at him, "I want to drive."

Fu Jinghen seemed to have anticipated her response, nodding without hesitation, "Alright."

He took her bag and motioned with his chin to the other side, "Go ahead."

Wen Qiao’s eyes lit up, and she happily dashed to the driver’s seat.

Fu Jinghen felt a slight helplessness, Wen Qiao seemed more excited to see the car than to see him.

Both car doors closed almost simultaneously.

Wen Qiao’s hands landed on the steering wheel when she suddenly remembered to ask, turning her head to Fu Jinghen on the other side, "Where are we going to eat?"

Fu Jinghen was also taken aback, seemingly forgetting this detail.

He entered a destination into the car’s navigation system, "Let’s go here."

Wen Qiao glanced at it.

Lianxiang Garden.

It had the look of a high-class place with background.

Not far away, it took twenty minutes to arrive.

Wen Qiao executed a beautiful drift into the parking space, catching Fu Jinghen’s glance in her periphery. She flaunted with raised brows, a "Come on, praise me" expression on her face.

Fu Jinghen was very supportive, "Impressive."

Satisfied, Wen Qiao turned her attention back, unbuckled her seat belt, and got out of the car.

On Fu Jinghen’s side, close to the entrance of Lianxiang Garden, he got out of the car to wait for Wen Qiao. Holding her bag in one hand and her hand in the other, they walked forward.

Fu Jinghen had already made reservations, and as they entered, a waiter led them to the reserved table.

"Brother Fu?"

Wen Qiao felt the call was for Fu Jinghen, she paused and turned around first to look.

Fu Jinghen stopped as well and looked back.

It was Zhang Tian.

Seeing them turn around, Zhang Tian, realizing his recognition was correct, was quite thrilled, especially upon seeing Wen Qiao and the hand she held with Fu Jinghen, his excitement grew even more.

He approached, "It really is you, Brother Fu. I barely dared to recognize you with a lady in hand."

Turning to Wen Qiao, he said, "This must be sister-in-law, right?"

Wen Qiao was recognized by Cheng Jue and others when she and Fu Jinghen got engaged, as he had been abroad and hadn’t returned; they all had attended the engagement, naturally knowing what Wen Qiao looked like.

Moreover, she had been frequently appearing in hot searches recently.