Wen Qiao was generous with her praise, "My fiancé is so awesome!"
Fu Jinghen: "..."
The silence returned once more, and after a little while, it was broken again, only this time, it was Fu Jinghen who spoke first.
"How could you be gone for so long, what were you talking about with Blanche?"
"Not much." Wen Qiao looked at the street lit up by the streetlights in front of her, and her tone was somewhat absentminded: "Besides soothing her, I also taught her some methods to chase after a guy."
Fu Jinghen suddenly chuckled, "Is that so?"
"Yes, it is." Wen Qiao's thoughts were brought back by the person next to her, and she turned her head to look at Fu Jinghen: "What else could we talk about?"
Fu Jinghen asked, "Are you so skilled at chasing after men?"
