CHAPTER 633: CHAPTER 632: THE LITTLE WOMAN IN PASSIONATE LOVE

"Shh!" Liu Tiantian raised a finger to her lips, "President Fu brought the CEO’s wife over. She’s so small, so cute, and such a beautiful blossom of delicacy."

?

CEO’s wife?

Boss Lady?

Feng Li was stunned for a second, then his voice dropped as he said, "President Fu pays you high salaries every year just so you can eavesdrop here?"

The Four Golden Flowers: "..."

"Now get back to work!" Feng Li scolded them with a stern face, "All day long, who knows what you’re thinking about. During working hours, you should focus on your jobs, not this nonsense."

"..."

The Four Golden Flowers glared at Feng Li resentfully but ultimately returned to their workstations.

Feng Li, looking at the now quiet entrance to the office, cleared his throat, straightened his collar, and suddenly moved closer, pressing his ear against the door.

Liu Tiantian, who was lagging behind, turned her head and caught sight of this scene.

She knew it!

Liu Tiantian squinted her eyes, lightened her footsteps, sneaked up behind Feng Li, and kicked him right in the buttocks.

Feng Li’s hand was already on the doorknob, and feeling the resistance from behind, he instinctively pushed down, turning the doorknob, and his whole body stumbled into the office.

The sofa was positioned face to face with the desk, allowing Fu Jinghen to look up and see Wen Qiao at any moment. The feeling of seeing the one he yearned for brought a profound sense of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart.

Except, the next second, an unwanted figure invaded his field of vision.

Liu Tiantian took the chance to glance into the office and saw Wen Qiao sitting neatly on the sofa without any oddity. She didn’t see her boss and, curious but not daring to linger, quickly left.

Wen Qiao and Fu Jinghen both had their attention drawn by Feng Li’s sudden intrusion.

Feng Li staggered a few steps forward to steady himself, feeling the dangerous gaze from his right side; his heart trembled.

He braced himself and looked over, "President Fu... I just came in to let you know I’m back, if there’s anything you need..."

After finishing, he looked at Wen Qiao, "Boss Lady, hello, if there’s anything you need, goodbye."

Then he quickly vanished from the office.

Wen Qiao: "..."

What kind of drama was this?

Fu Jinghen sent an assuring look: "Keep watching your show, it’s okay."

Wen Qiao slowly nodded and put her headphones back on.

The TV drama she was watching was a highly recommended Korean drama she found online, based on romance. The plot was so-so, but the leads were very attractive, the acting natural, and most importantly—it was sweet.

Who doesn’t love a sweet romance? Especially Wen Qiao, who was a little woman currently in the throes of love.

Wen Qiao got so engrossed in the TV drama that she ignored everything else, including taking a break to open the dessert Fu Jinghen had someone buy for her. She watched the show while eating little cakes, cursing Fu Jinghen in her mind.

He knew she was trying to control her weight, yet he kept feeding her this and that.

As she was silently scolding Fu Jinghen, a pair of shoes appeared in her view. Wen Qiao paused, looking up.

Fu Jinghen was standing in front of her, looking down at her.

She looked up, making eye contact, paused the TV show, and took out one earphone, asking him, "What’s up?"

Fu Jinghen said, "I have a meeting to attend, about an hour. Can you stay here by yourself for a while?"

"Go, go."