It's not that Fu Jinghen's aura as a dominant CEO isn't impressive; it's just that he's usually so low-key. He doesn't have the bad habits or temper that other dominant CEOs do. It's only when he's spending money on her without batting an eye, and can get whatever he wants with just a phone call, that Wen Qiao realizes his true identity and status.
After Fu Jinghen hung up the phone, he noticed Wen Qiao staring at him with her hair all messy. A hint of heartache flashed quickly in his eyes. He brushed the hair in her mouth behind her ear: "Why are you looking at me like this?"
"No reason." Wen Qiao propped her chin with her hands: "Just feel like I can't get enough of looking at you."
"What's there that you can't get enough of?" Fu Jinghen tidied up her hair: "You have the rest of your life to look as much as you want."
