Wen Qiao hummed a laugh twice but didn't speak further, and so the topic ended there.
The elevator reached the basement floor, and according to where Fu Jinghen had said he parked, Wen Qiao found the spot and opened the back door of the car, settling herself inside with a floomp.
Fu Jinghen was looking at the financial report from last month on his iPad. Hearing the noise, he didn't even lift his head but gestured to a paper bag beside him.
Wen Qiao got the hint, peeked inside the paper bag, and casually asked, "What's this?"
Feng Li in the front seat preemptively replied, "Crab roe xiaolongbao, President Fu went out of his way to buy them for you when he arrived."
Wen Qiao exclaimed in delight, "Ah," and took out the thermal container from the paper bag, opened the lid, and the aroma of the xiaolongbao instantly filled the air. "Why did you suddenly decide to buy these?"
