Wen Qiao sent a message to Fu Jinghen in advance and, after greeting the staff as work ended, she swiftly left.
Riding the elevator down, Jiang Yao watched as Wen Qiao impatiently tapped her foot and couldn't help but tease her, "Do you really need to be this eager? We see each other every day—it's like you're acting as if it's a long-distance relationship."
"You don't understand," Wen Qiao shot back a glance, "A day apart feels like an eternity; we haven't seen each other for half a day, that's half an autumn gone by. Besides, we just made up; can't one be excited?"
"Alright, alright, get as excited as you want."
Wen Qiao snorted pridefully and, remembering the conversation she had with Fu Jinghen about going public at noon, turned her head back to Jiang Yao, "I'm thinking of finding the right moment to go public about my relationship with Fu Jinghen after a while."
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