Fu Jinghen replied, "Don't worry."
When Wen Qiao hung up the phone and returned to the private room, the mess on the sofa had already been cleaned up.
She sat down and casually took a sip of the juice on the table.
Wen Shu had been observing her movements and felt a sudden joy when she saw Wen Qiao drink the juice originally meant for her.
She also picked up the juice on the table, took a sip, and the cup just happened to cover the satisfied smile on her lips.
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Because there were matters to attend to for the press conference early in the morning, after a bit more revelry, Director Zhang started urging them to return to their rooms at ten-thirty.
They walked to their rooms in groups, Lin Ruochun went to the restroom, and Wen Qiao stayed behind to wait for her, causing the two of them to lag behind.
