My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 113 - 112: You Should Be Glad You Didn’t Give Him a Heart Attack

Chapter 113: Chapter 112: You Should Be Glad You Didn’t Give Him a Heart Attack

Wen Qiao lowered her head and glanced at her feet, huddled together.

With a sigh of resignation.

Let it fly away then.

After all, it wasn’t the first time she’d flung a shoe in front of Fu Jinghen.

She then intended to maintain her stance, akin to a one-legged golden rooster, and hop over to slip on the other shoe, but before she could move, her wrist was grabbed.

"Stay put."

Fu Jinghen casually tossed aside his suit jacket and walked over, hooking the tip of his index finger under the flip-flop that Wen Qiao had kicked away, then bent down to place it under her foot: "Put it on."

"Oh."

Wen Qiao slipped her foot into the flip-flop and swiftly left the scene of the incident.

If she didn’t leave soon, she was afraid Fu Jinghen would hear her increasingly agitated heartbeat.

Watching the somewhat panicked departure of "SpongeBob," the man reminded her, "Slow down, no rush."

The elevator levels kept jumping upwards, and once the elevator doors closed, a transparent mirror surfaced. Fu Jinghen couldn’t help but ask after his attention had been kidnapped by the yellow figure behind him for who knows how many times, "Is this what you call a disguise?"

"Yep." Wen Qiao tilted her head and looked past him at herself in the mirror: "Is there anything wrong with it?"

Fu Jinghen turned to look at Wen Qiao, who was wearing a SpongeBob robe, a Pikachu hat on her head, squeezing handles that hung in front of her chest, causing one of Pikachu’s ears to perk up when pinched, and also wearing a plain black mask that only revealed her peach blossom-shaped eyes. He was somewhat speechless.

.....

He couldn’t quite put his finger on what exactly was wrong.

"As long as you’re happy."

With a "ding," the elevator stopped on the seventh floor. Fu Jinghen was pulled back from his thoughts and stepped aside, blocking the jumble of yellow behind him.

The elevator doors slowly opened, and Qin Xiang’s face, often wearing a frivolous smile, appeared outside.

"Eh? Old Fu, you’re not in your room?"

Fu Jinghen, seeing it was him, relaxed a bit. Although he didn’t answer his question, his expression clearly read, "Isn’t that obvious? If I were in my room, would you be seeing me here?"

Qin Xiang: "....."

Okay.

He should not have asked.

Qin Xiang stepped into the elevator and stood next to Fu Jinghen, chattering non-stop: "Really, I don’t know why you’d personally come for a small company’s merger. If not for the abundance of beauties in the film studio city, I wouldn’t bother. The half-day drive is exhausting."

"...."

"Zhang Yan and the others have opened a private room on the seventh floor, and they’ve invited many minor celebrities, all quite attractive. I just came back from there and was about to fetch you." Saying this, Qin Xiang elbowed Fu Jinghen, "Wanna go take a look?"

Fu Jinghen glanced at him sidelong and subtly increased the distance between them, his tone indifferent: "No thanks."

"Don’t be like that, go take a look for my sake?" Qin Xiang urged, "You say you won’t check out the beauties, yet you go out of your way to stay at this hotel, halfway across Hang City, for what?"

"How about I go with you instead of Fu Jinghen?"

A soft female voice suddenly rose from within the elevator filled with Qin Xiang’s voice, followed by a scream.

"Holy shit, ah ah ah ah, there’s a ghost, Old Fu!"

Qin Xiang leaped up, hugging Fu Jinghen’s body, reacting faster than his brain.

"...."

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Four seconds.

Five seconds.

Wen Qiao squinted at the massive figure clinging to Fu Jinghen, "How much longer do you plan on holding onto my fiancé?"

"...."

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