Lin Luqiu was simply after some daily necessities and the stationary commonly used for drafting drawings which she had grown accustomed to; naturally, she wanted to use the items she found most convenient.
Wen Qian happened to be at home helping her pack, which made it a convenient time to come pick things up.
"Miss, is Mr. Fu waiting for you outside the complex?" Wen Qian asked, curiously, while tidying up.
"Yes."
Upon hearing Lin Luqiu's affirmative response, Wen Qian blinked, but then smiled in relief.
"It seems, Mr. really does like you, Miss."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because, having been by Mr.'s side for so many years, I can tell his different attitudes towards everyone."
"Mr. treats you... really differently."
"Wen Qian..." Lin Luqiu hesitated, and upon her realization, Wen Qian smiled and said, "Miss, you can say whatever you want to say directly, no need to worry too much."
"...I just wanted to ask, what does Fu Jingchen mean to you?"