"You just say that. I offered to go with you this morning, but you wouldn't let me."
"No way, you just went with me to the Jinhua Award not long ago. If you come again to the launch event today, people who don't know better might think I'm still nursing." Wen Qiao leaned sideways, collapsing onto the sofa, "I don't want your company folks labeling me as 'Su Daji, the nation-wrecker'."
Fu Jinghen chuckled lightly, "Don't worry, they wouldn't dare."
Wen Qiao teased hoarsely, "Oh, right, after all, I'm now the one closest to President Fu's heart, my status just one beneath the top, no one dares to say anything about me."
"One beneath? That doesn't seem right." Fu Jinghen took off his glasses, casually placed them on the table, picked up his phone, and leaned closer to the camera, "When did you ever rank below me? Haven't you always been lording over me?"
