The young girl's voice was melodious and forceful, sticking close to his ear. Fu Jinghen watched the screen and curved the corners of his mouth.
Indeed, quite eloquent.
The video was short and was over soon.
Fu Jinghen unconsciously clicked again, and the video played once more, but...
When he watched it for the first time, he had focused all his attention on Wen Qiao, but this second time, things were different.
Fu Jinghen watched the man entering in the video and raised his eyebrow.
Dared to poach from him?
Interesting.
Bold.
Fu Jinghen put away his phone and, finally sensing that mournful gaze, turned his head and said, "When did you add Wen Qiao's agent on WeChat?"
Feng Li said mournfully, "Last time, when you went to the airport to pick up the Boss Lady."
The vice president in the front passenger seat twitched his ears.
Boss Lady?
Who's that?
He hadn't heard that President Fu had gotten married.
