Quietly saving the words.
The time was just right, Wen Fucheng tidied up and approached Ying Jing.
He ruffled her hair, and Wen Fucheng crouched in front of the sofa, looking at her.
"Work's over, little princess. We're going back to the castle."
Ying Jing was stunned for a moment, then realized what he said, and burst out laughing.
She reached out to touch the man's thin lips.
With one hand, she hooked the man's neck and leaned in close.
Wen Fucheng held her, stood up, and left the office.
She whispered in his ear.
"I'm not a little princess; I'm Wen Fucheng's wife, Mrs. Wen."
With a 'click,' the door opened.
The smile on the man's lips couldn't be suppressed.
Everyone in the office saw this scene.
It's like witnessing a miracle; seeing this moment in their lifetime.
In everyone's hearts, fireworks were going off.
Staying late and working overtime, just to see such a magnificent scene; they could work for another three years.
Diligent kids do get sweet rewards.
