My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 195 - 193: I Know Martial Arts

Chapter 195: Chapter 193: I Know Martial Arts

These words unquestionably stabbed Blanche straight in the heart. After Wen Qiao said them, she felt a twinge of regret, thinking she might have gone too far. However, the moment she remembered how Blanche had spoken about Fu Jinghen, she felt it didn’t matter anymore.

"Who told you to talk about my man?"

But seeing Blanche’s wilted appearance, lacking the energy she had during the battle at the dinner table, Wen Qiao started to feel irritated again.

Her fingertips lightly tapped on the marble tabletop. After a minute, she took a few steps forward, lifted the small curtain above the wooden partition door, and peeked inside.

Another half minute passed, and Wen Qiao pushed open the small partition door and walked in.

When there’s no one inside, the doors are usually left open. Wen Qiao looked around and finally stopped in front of a tightly closed partition door, raising her hand to knock.

"Blanche, come out."

No one responded.

"I apologize to you, that sentence earlier was wrong of me. Don’t take it to heart, sorry."

Still, there was no answer.

No.

We should talk things out, solve the issues.

What’s the point of shutting yourself away at every turn?

Since the soft approach didn’t work, Wen Qiao could only resort to a tougher one. She knocked on the partition door: "I’m going to count to three, and if you don’t come out, I’m going to kick the door down, okay? Don’t say I didn’t warn you. I know Martial Arts, you know. If I don’t control my strength and the door flies right into your face and ruins your looks, that won’t be good, will it?"

Inside, there was still no movement.

"Men are all about visuals, what if your looks are ruined and you become even less attractive to Gu Yi?"

"Thud"—a sound of high heels hitting the floor came from inside.

Wen Qiao pressed on: "Chinese Kung Fu, it’s pretty impressive—"

As the last word dropped, the partition door was opened.

Blanche was standing on a step, half a head taller than Wen Qiao, looking down at her with droopy eyelids: "Apologize to me one more time, and I’ll forgive you."

"I’m sorry," Wen Qiao’s expression was much more serious than before: "I shouldn’t have said those words that hurt your feelings."

Blanche seemed caught off guard by Wen Qiao’s quick second apology, and her face became unnatural for a moment before she replied dryly, "It’s alright."

After speaking, she came down from the steps and walked towards the door.

Seeing Blanche still looking listless, Wen Qiao realized her words really did pack a punch.

It’s only right to clean up the mess you’ve made.

"I can help you chase after Gu Yi."

This abrupt statement made Blanche halt in her tracks: "What?"

"I said, I can help you chase after Gu Yi."

Wen Qiao, facing Blanche’s puzzled gaze, walked over to her and repeated what she just said.

"I can help you make Gu Yi fall for you."

Blanche laughed as if she had heard a ridiculous joke: "Are you crazy?"

"You’re the crazy one," Wen Qiao glared at her: "I think it’s quite pitiful you’re pining over him alone, so I thought I’d help you out. I wouldn’t normally do such a thing for just anyone."

After a pause, she added: "I’m serious. I’m not joking with you."

Blanche still didn’t believe it; she felt Wen Qiao must be out of her mind.

Seeing that Blanche remained unconvinced, Wen Qiao decided to speak with facts: "Fu Jinghen and I were also brought together by a family-arranged marriage. We have a six-year age gap, and he hadn’t even seen me before our engagement. Now look at him, see how good he is to me. At dinner, while Gu Yi kept talking to him, he didn’t forget to serve me food. He would even refill my glass without me having to say a word."