"Young Master Fu, you gave me a credit card for me to buy whatever I wanted just now, yet now you make me your personal assistant. You're just exploiting labor. Don't you feel like you've contradicted yourself? Your face changes faster than I can turn the pages of a book." Lin Shiyu chuckled.
"You want a credit card? Sure, I have many. Come into my arms and get it."
"…"
Bei Chuan looked at the interaction between the president and Mrs Fu and felt it was very much filled with love. Seeing how she handled him, he started to become more fond of Mrs Fu.
"President, I'll go and make the necessary preparations." Bei Chuan said as he left the room.
…
There were only the two of them left in the office. Fu Qinglun shoved a set of office clothes into her arms. "Go to the lounge and change into this."
She was still wearing a dress which was not suitable for the work environment.
