Wen Ke-Er knew that they were not alone. According to the number of bodyguards they had just now, she assumed that Jing Xi must be well protected.
Therefore she had to think of a different approach.
After a while Wen Ke-Er made up her mind and whispered to her assistant.
"Got it?"
"Yes."
The assistant took her order and left the crew instantly.
…
After lunch.
The kids were playing hard.
And the two dads were doing their best to keep the kids busy so that their wives could take some good rest and chat.
The three women had done their shopping in the morning, and were now lying on the lounges and chatting pleasantly.
Jing Xi was curious. "Ruoxi, how have you been lately? Did that Mr. Feng come for you again?"
Speaking of Feng Yunan, Qiao Ruoxi felt awkward. "Why should he come for me? I've nothing to do with him."
"Don't lie to me. He surely likes you. Why not try to hang out with him?"