Wen Qiao sotis knows Fu Jinghen quite well. She had just reminded him not to always think about her, yet his mind was filled with her image, making him unable to focus on work.
His fingers tapped casually on the table, and after a while, Fu Jinghen picked up his phone and sent a ssage to Wen Qiao.
[Fu Jinghen: Have you had breakfast?]
[Fu Jinghen: What is my baby doing?]
[Fu Jinghen: Liu Tiantian said a new dessert shop opened across from the company. Shall I pick sothing up for you at noon?]
[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Can you go do sothing other than texting all the ti? You’re too clingy.]
This ssage was followed by a Jerry the Mouse making a ghost face emoji.
The emoji Wen Qiao used matched her personality so well that Fu Jinghen automatically replaced the emoji with Wen Qiao’s face in his mind and couldn’t help but laugh.
When Feng Li knocked and ca in, the smile had yet to fade from Fu Jinghen’s face, making Feng Li feel quite unsettled.
Gosh, President Fu’s smile is so charming, it’s terrifying.
It’s uncertain if he can maintain such a happy smile after seeing the ’MAN’ magazine.
Feng Li hesitated and called out, "President Fu?"
Fu Jinghen’s smile diminished significantly upon seeing Feng Li: "What is it?"
"The thing is, the Boss Lady’s magazine was released early this morning. Since the Boss Lady is an artist under Huasong, the magazine sent a copy to Huasong, and they delivered it to you." Feng Li glanced at Fu Jinghen: "Would you like to see it now?"
Fu Jinghen extended his hand, "Hand it over."
Feng Li used his thumbs and index fingers to hold the magazine by its edges, while the rest of his fingers ford an orchid hand gesture. Carefully, he handed the magazine to Fu Jinghen with the cover facing down.
Fu Jinghen noticed his peculiar hand gesture and gave him a glance, "What’s with your pose?"
Feng Li forced a couple of dry laughs, saying nothing.
He was using a pose that avoided touching the magazine cover!
As Fu Jinghen took the magazine and turned it over, his eyes first flashed with amazent at the cover, but then his brows furrowed deeply.
On the cover, Wen Qiao wore a red chiffon dress with a slit up to the thigh. Her legs were long, fair, and smoothly shaped, free of any extra fat, yet not so skinny that she looked skeletal, just beautifully proportioned.
Her wavy long hair was swept to one side, her red lips slightly upturned, and her peach blossom eyes slightly squinted. Her amorous gaze seed to captivate souls.
Seeing the magazine, Fu Jinghen imdiately frowned.
When Feng Li learned that ’MAN’ magazine extended an olive branch to their Boss Lady, he sensed trouble. The target audience determined the style, and since ’MAN’ magazine’s audience was male, the style would definitely exceed what their possessive Boss could accept.
After getting the magazine, Feng Li spent half a day ntally preparing himself and then mustered the courage to hand it to Fu Jinghen.
As Fu Jinghen turned over the magazine, Feng Li accidentally caught another glimpse. Seeing Fu Jinghen frown as if displeased, and as his assistant, it was his job to help the Boss solve problems in critical monts.
He carefully chose his words, saying, "Actually, the photos are quite beautiful. The Boss Lady looks stunning beyond belief."
With a "bang," the magazine was slamd face-down on the desk.
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