My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 175 - 174: Who Do You Think You Are?

Chapter 175: Chapter 174: Who Do You Think You Are?

Jiang Yao rolled her eyes, nauseated by Wen Qiao’s public displays of affection, as Wen Qiao pulled out her phone to send Fu Jinghen a WeChat message.

"Qiaoqiao’s not full: President Fu, just a friendly reminder, it’s time to change your secretary. I’d blindly guess she’s serving two masters and isn’t loyal to you."

"Fu Jinghen: ?"

Wen Qiao didn’t reply to the message, locked her phone, and pressed the service bell beside her, summoning the beautician to continue her beautification journey.

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On the other side, after receiving a certain confirmation from her senior, Jiang Wei’s long-sullen mood finally brightened slightly.

However, this beam of light had barely stayed long when a phone call scattered it the next day.

Jiang Wei looked at the caller ID on the screen, took a deep breath, and answered, "Dad—"

She had barely spoken when she was interrupted by the person on the other end of the line.

"Get back here now!"

Hearing the "beep beep" sound in her ear, Jiang Wei lowered her head, a shadow flickering across her eyes.

After driving home, as soon as she stepped through the door, a teacup flew violently toward her.

She couldn’t dodge in time and was struck on the forehead.

The teacup hit the ground and shattered with a crisp "crack."

Jiang Wei gasped, covering her forehead with her hand; it was already swelling, a testament to the thrower’s force.

"Oh dear, why lose such temper at your daughter."

Jiang’s mother came out and saw her daughter standing at the door with her forehead covered, surrounded by shards of the broken cup, and couldn’t help feeling heartache.

She took Jiang Wei’s hand, led her to sit down on the sofa, opposite Mr. Jiang, who was visibly furious.

"Ask your precious daughter what great deeds she has done outside."

It was rare for Jiang Wei to come home, and yet as soon as she sat down, she faced her father’s interrogation, her voice cooling involuntarily, "What have I done?"

Mr. Jiang questioned, "You ask what you’ve done? I ask you, does the FS New Town development project’s failure have anything to do with you?"

Jiang’s mother was startled and also turned to look at Jiang Wei, "Weiwei, what’s going on?"

"Does our family not winning the bid have something to do with you?"

Jiang Wei looked up at them, the swollen, purplish bruise on her forehead stark against her fair skin, "You called me back just to criticize and blame me?"

Jiang’s mother grew anxious, "Weiwei, what you mean, it really has something to do with you?"

"Why do you even ask her? Assistant Feng made it crystal clear to me, saying that President Fu thinks I’m a failure in raising my daughter, that he couldn’t trust me with such a big project, and this almost destroyed my reputation."

"Weiwei, what did you do?"

Seeing Jiang Wei remained silent, Jiang’s mother pushed her slightly, "Say something."

"It does have to do with me, so what?" Jiang Wei’s voice was extremely calm, "I just couldn’t stand Wen Qiao, so I taught her a lesson. Who knew Fu Jinghen would treasure her so much."

This indifferent tone of Jiang Wei immediately infuriated Mr. Jiang, who slammed the table hard, causing the teacups on it to clatter.

The servants in the room exchanged looks and quietly withdrew.

"What kind of attitude is this?"

"You’re becoming more reckless as you get older." Mr. Jiang, his chest heaving with anger, declared, "I’ve told you before, don’t provoke Fu Jinghen, but you wouldn’t listen. Who do you think you are?"