"He doesn’t like to be disturbed while working, his phone is often on silent mode, so it’s best not to call him if he’s in the office."
Wen Qiao sent another ssage to Fu Jinghen right after hearing that.
[Your phone is always on silent? What if I miss you and call or ssage you, and you can’t hear it? Might as well switch back to a pager, that habit needs to change.]
"After he arrives at the office, he starts with a cup of coffee, Aricano with no sugar and no milk. Oh, and he doesn’t like cilantro, prefers more bland tastes."
Wen Qiao continued.
[You actually don’t like cilantro? It’s so delicious; why don’t you like it? Studies have shown that people who dislike cilantro have a certain disease, I’ll look it up on Baidu and tell you later.]
"..."
Seeing Wen Qiao constantly typing sothing on her phone, Jiang Wei asked, "What are you doing?"
Wen Qiao thought the best thing her forr self had done was to apply an anti-spy screen protector on her phone so she could text Fu Jinghen without Jiang Wei peeking, "I’m making notes of Fu Jinghen’s preferences and habits to live better with him forever."
Jiang Wei intended to imply that she was a disqualified fiancee, not even knowing her own husband-to-be’s preferences, hoping to provoke her, make her give up, but her plan backfired, leaving her infuriated.
With the eager deanor of a diligent student, Wen Qiao said, "Keep telling , Sister Jiang Wei, I will definitely take it to heart."
Jiang Wei gave an awkward smile, "That’s pretty much all I know."
With that, she turned her gaze back to the window, unwilling to continue.
Seeing her reaction, Wen Qiao almost couldn’t keep her smirk from growing.
Naive.
Still playing these old tricks in this day and age.
She adjusted her newly braided hair and continued to harass Fu Jinghen.
[Don’t ask how I know so much about you, ask is, Jiang Wei told voluntarily—she was showing off! She’s taking to you right now, and as my fiancé, you definitely won’t let down, right?]
Still no response.
Wen Qiao persisted.
[We just signed an agreent yesterday! We’re in this together now. If you ss up, Jiang Wei will step all over , and it’s as good as her stepping on you, the mighty FS leader. How can a man let a woman walk over him? Impossible! So, when I ssage you later, you better co pick up!]
Again, no one replied.
Wen Qiao was getting agitated.
Even if it’s on silent, wouldn’t the screen light up at so point?
Was Fu Jinghen blind?
After another ten minutes, Jiang Wei suddenly turned to her and asked, "We’re almost there; where is Brother Jinghen waiting for you?"
Wen Qiao, cool as a cucumber, replied, "Let ask him."
She dialed the number directly, praying in her heart he would pick up.
After about five or six rings, having cursed Fu Jinghen in her mind throughout, the phone was finally answered.
Fu Jinghen’s deep voice ca through: "What’s up?"
What’s up?
Hadn’t he seen her ssages?
No matter.
Wen Qiao’s voice was excessively sweet, "Brother Jing, I’m almost at your office building; can you co down to the parking lot to pick up? Sister Jiang Wei would be worried otherwise."
"..."
A mont of silence on the other end, then, "You’ve got the wrong person."
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