My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 123 - 122: Jealousy

Chapter 123: Chapter 122: Jealousy

"And besides, my popularity and reputation have gradually started to improve. If I could also snag the endorsement from ES, I could even take the chance to hype up ’Red Makeup.’ When one person achieves success, everyone related rides on their coattails—at once achieving two goals. Why wouldn’t I go for it?"

Fu Jinghen glanced at the small hand clutching his pants, then looked up at the fluffy head, "Mhmm, continue."

Wen Qiao mustered up her emotions, feeling it was about enough, before looking up at Fu Jinghen with tearful eyes, "Did you see Weibo today? Because of the incident with Luo Bin, I have been cursed by netizens all day. As a young girl, my reputation has been damaged, and I have to endure insults from people who blindly follow the crowd. Now, even asking my fiancé for a brand endorsement, I’ve been rejected. How miserably woeful I am..."

"I used to believe that genuine emotions still existed in this world, but reality struck me hard, making me realize that the world is only full of extreme cruelty. If I can’t land the ES endorsement, then I feel like there’s nothing left for me to cling to in this world..."

She reasoned with logic and moved with emotion. If Fu Jinghen still wouldn’t agree, then she would have to find another way. After all, she had already boasted so much.

As Fu Jinghen listened to Wen Qiao’s increasingly outrageous speech, he felt that if he didn’t agree to her, she might just open the window and jump from the top floor.

He lifted his hand to pinch his brow, pulling her up from the ground. Before he could say anything, he saw the corners of Wen Qiao’s mouth dip, and tear-filled eyes that looked ready to cry in the next second.

"President Fu—"

He felt a twitch in his brow, "Don’t call me that."

Wen Qiao really did shut her mouth, merely looking at him with pitiful eyes.

Fu Jinghen looked away from her eyes, "Come back to the company next Monday."

Wen Qiao silently rejoiced but still managed to control her increasingly excited heart. Feigning ignorance, she asked, "What for?"

"Let’s start with a photo shoot and see how it goes."

Wen Qiao immediately dropped the about-to-cry expression, replacing it with a generous and proper smile, "Alright, President Fu. I definitely won’t let you down. I’ll deliver a satisfactory result for you and ES."

Fu Jinghen couldn’t help but glance at her, "Not going for a full performance?"

"What’s the point of wasting emotions once the goal is reached, especially since you’ve seen through it?" Wen Qiao returned to her smiling self within two seconds.

"Why don’t you go and fight for it yourself?" asked Fu Jinghen, "Aren’t you afraid of being criticized for taking resources from me over and over?"

"I have you, so why would I need to fight for it myself? Besides, getting resources from you doesn’t mean I lack talent. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have agreed to my requests." Wen Qiao’s fingers twirled through her hair lazily, "Actually, it’s less about my confidence in myself and more about my confidence in you. President Fu has managed FS for so many years; you have that discernment."

Fu Jinghen felt a movement in his heart, he couldn’t deny that Wen Qiao’s flattery was quite comforting.

"But President Fu," Wen Qiao paused, blinked at him, and smiled like a fox that stole a hen, "You wanted to agree to my request from the beginning, didn’t you? And yet you made me plead like this. Do you have some sort of wicked taste, or are you doing this because you’re jealous about me having drinks with a man?"

The emotion in Fu Jinghen’s eyes faded, and he straightened up to look back at the computer, "You’re overthinking it."

"Okay then." Wen Qiao didn’t press further, yawned, and walked towards the bed.