"Alright, after we eat, I'll take you to the ear doctor."
Wen Qiao was stunned. "Why?"
Fu Jinghen pinched her fingertip just as she had done earlier, speaking casually, "I think you might have a hearing problem. We should get it checked out early if there's an issue."
"....."
The car stopped, and the sound of the car door opening in front could be heard. Wen Qiao's hand, which had been played with the entire ride, was released, and the man beside her also got up and got out of the car.
He rested his hand on the roof of the car and looked down at her. "Aren't you getting out?"
Only then did Wen Qiao realize what Fu Jinghen meant by his words just now. She glared at him fiercely, crawled out of the car, and without hesitation, she raised her foot and stepped on his shiny black leather shoes.
