My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 187 - 185: Let Me Go

Chapter 187: Chapter 185: Let Me Go

What the fuck!

What now?

"The Xiao Xiang Pavilion was built only seven years ago."

Wen Qiao was puzzled, "Hmm, so what?"

Fu Jinghen’s face turned even darker as he turned and strode away.

Wen Qiao: "..."

Are the moods of older men always this unpredictable?

Wen Qiao took another deep breath, holding back the urge to throw her handbag at him.

Ridiculous!

If it weren’t for her being alone here and needing to rely on Fu Jinghen to find her footing, she would have kicked this dumbass man to the curb long ago, according to her usual way of doing things!

She wouldn’t cater to him!

The private room Fu Jinghen had booked at the Xiao Xiang Pavilion was in the innermost part, requiring a walk through winding corridors. There was no communication between Wen Qiao and Fu Jinghen the whole way, each harboring their own schemes, until they finally reached the door of the private room. Wen Qiao was the first to break the oppressive silence.

As the two were about to reach the door of the private room, Wen Qiao tugged at Fu Jinghen’s sleeve, and when he looked her way, she quickly let go.

Fu Jinghen noticed her little gesture and, without speaking, just looked at her, giving her a sign with his eyes.

Perhaps used to being in high places and admired by all, Fu Jinghen could be quite intimidating when he was silent and lacked any facial expression.

Wen Qiao started getting inexplicably nervous under his gaze, and subconsciously licking her lips, she said, "Gu Yi and the others don’t know about my relationship with you, right?"

Fu Jinghen had already guessed what she was about to say. Although his expression was the same as before, the aura around him had grown colder.

"Hmm."

Wen Qiao hadn’t noticed the change yet, and she felt a weight lifted off her heart, "That’s good, that’s good."

"What?" Fu Jinghen saw her relaxed demeanor and suddenly felt annoyed, "Are you ashamed to let others know you are my fiancée, Fu Jinghen?"

"It’s not about being ashamed or not," Wen Qiao looked at Fu Jinghen in bewilderment.

Hadn’t they agreed before that apart from the people who had come to their engagement, they would appear as strangers to everyone else? If they really had to define their relationship, it would be that of a boss and subordinate.

He had agreed to it readily at the time, so why was he asking such questions now?

And it wasn’t the first time, either.

Truly, don’t bother guessing what’s on a man’s mind.

"In case people from ES find out about my relationship with you and start being overly attentive, it would make me very uncomfortable."

"..."

Fu Jinghen increasingly felt that not telling her sooner about his decision to have her be the spokesperson for ES was absolutely the right thing to do.

Because right now, this girl was already so full of herself she couldn’t see straight.

"Anyways, once we enter the private room and meet the people from ES, let’s just stick to the simple relationship of a boss and an artist," Wen Qiao emphasized again.

Seeing that Fu Jinghen was ignoring her, she asked again, "Did you hear what I said?"

Fu Jinghen then coolly glanced at her, "Have you ever seen an artist sleep in the same bed with their boss?"

"..."

"Have you ever seen a boss waiting three hours for an artist to finish their makeup?"

"..."

"And have you ever seen an artist talk to their boss like this?"

"..."

Fine.

Impressive, impressive.

You win, okay? Is that what you want?

As Fu Jinghen spoke each sentence, Wen Qiao’s face became increasingly expressionless, and finally, she raised her hand to stop Fu Jinghen’s desire to continue, "Do as you please. Later on, you can describe our relationship however you like. My opinion doesn’t matter; spare me."