She glanced at the cola in Jinghen's hand and opened her mouth: "I want some too."
Jinghen put a straw in it and handed it to her: "It's a bit cold."
Wen Qiao took several big gulps and finally let out a loud burp: "You're really a refreshing breeze among the CEOs. Other domineering presidents change women like they change clothes, and their hobbies usually involve drinking or golfing, with a whole cabinet of fine wines at home."
Wen Qiao held a carrot in her hand and waved it from top to bottom in front of Jinghen: "Look at you, only had one romance, can't hold your liquor, love sweets, and drink fizzy drinks. President Fu, your habits and personality really don't match your appearance and age."
Jinghen leaned against the edge of the table, frowning slightly as he looked at Wen Qiao: "How do you know other men have a whole cabinet of fine wines at home?"
"..."
He really knows how to catch the key point.
