My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 194 - 192: Do You Think Any Man Can Be a Pretty Boy?

Chapter 194: Chapter 192: Do You Think Any Man Can Be a Pretty Boy?

Blanche had been coddled since childhood, and Gu Yi was the first obstacle in her life, but today, she encountered the second—

Wen Qiao.

She had instigated confrontation only to be rendered speechless by the retort, and her fiancé hadn’t spoken up for her either. Blanche felt incredibly wronged.

Extremely wronged.

And quite embarrassed.

These two emotions intertwined, leaving her meal tasting utterly bland.

Toward the end, she went to the restroom.

Meanwhile, Gu Yi was chatting away with Fu Jinghen about everything under the sun, not noticing Blanche’s departure.

Seeing this, Wen Qiao hooked Fu Jinghen’s palm.

Fu Jinghen didn’t even glance at her but pinched her finger instead, "Go ahead."

The restroom at Xiao Xiang Pavilion was also exquisitely decorated, with mens’ and womens’ restrooms separated by wooden saloon doors and curtains of simple and elegant design; a shared sink area was situated between them, topped with a marble counter lit by aromatic candles.

Blanche stood at the sink, head bowed, facing a pile of shredded tissue, muttering to herself, "So embarrassing, Gu Yi that jerk didn’t even help me..."

"Do you even realize how embarrassing you are?"

A cold female voice suddenly sounded from behind, startling Blanche into a shriek; only when she saw who was behind her did her mouth, wide enough to fit a fist, slowly close.

Blanche retorted disgruntledly, "What are you doing here? Here to laugh at me?"

"I watched your comedy show back in the private room already, couldn’t be bothered to watch it a second time."

Blanche pointed a finger at her, "You!"

"What about me?" Wen Qiao frowned and brushed Blanche’s hand away. "Don’t you know it’s incredibly rude to point at someone like that?"

"You don’t control me!"

"Fine, I won’t." Wen Qiao drawled, "But I think President Gu probably doesn’t like impolite women either."

This remark clearly hit a nerve for Blanche, and she immediately lowered her hand, continuing to glare at Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao couldn’t be bothered to say more, letting her glare; after all, it wasn’t her eyes that would get sore.

However, she really wanted to rush into Jiang Wei’s home and beat her up.

It was all because of that hypocrite!

Causing such a mess.

Truly speechless.

"The misunderstanding has been cleared up, it was Jiang Wei with ulterior motives, why are you still so hostile towards me? Moreover, I’m curious, why were you taking pictures of me and my fiancé? Or do you have some special fetish? Or did you fall for my fiancé because he is handsome?"

"Who fell for someone else? Gu Yi is handsome too, not inferior to your fiancé at all! Your fiancé is not even my type." Blanche defended, while also sneakily dissing Fu Jinghen, "Plus, your fiancé is so skinny, seems so frail, and his skin is pale like some pretty boy kept by a woman."

?

Talk is just talk, explanation is just explanation.

Why drag my man into this?

"So what if he’s a pretty boy? Do you think any man can be one?" Wen Qiao’s index finger twirled her hair, her tone leisurely, "Besides, my man is willing to be my pretty boy and let me take care of him, would President Gu be willing? I’m afraid President Gu wouldn’t want anything to do with you."

Indeed, after this remark, she saw Blanche’s complexion turn visibly paler, then she turned around and darted into a restroom stall, slamming the door shut with a "bang."