"It's okay if you don't understand, after all, you are Uncle Fu."
Wen Qiao got up from the sofa, pulled up the interface where she had bought the slippers, and moved closer to Fu Jinghen to show him, "Do you want a pair? I'll buy them for you; they're really comfortable to wear."
Fu Jinghen glanced at the screen which read "Shark Slippers Summer New Cartoon Non-slip Couple's Beach Sandals" and swallowed back his initial "no," nodding his head, "For couples? Sure."
"..."
Wen Qiao looked up from her phone and gave him a meaningful smile, "Oh, so President Fu wants to wear matching couples' slippers, huh? You should have said so earlier."
Fu Jinghen also looked at her with a smile, "Wasn't it you who suggested buying them for me first? I thought Qiaoqiao wanted us to wear matching ones."
It was the first time Wen Qiao heard Fu Jinghen call her "Qiaoqiao" when they were alone together, and combined with his bewitching smile, her brain somewhat froze for a moment.
