My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 220 - 218: The Little Quail

Chapter 220: Chapter 218: The Little Quail

Jiang Yao choked, slowly moving her gaze from the phone screen to Wen Qiao’s face, "Do you even know how to spell ’modesty’?"

"I don’t know what modesty is, never seen it, never heard of it."

Jiang Yao: "....."

Sorry.

She had forgotten.

The one from her family was an artist with thick skin, who never had anything to do with these two words called modesty.

Jiang Yao pursed her lips and changed the subject.

She exited WeChat, opened the camera, and patted Wen Qiao’s shoulder, "Get up, I’ll take a few photos of you to put on Weibo."

Normally, Wen Qiao would banter and joke around with Jiang Yao, but when it came to work, she was very obedient to Jiang Yao’s orders, doing whatever Jiang Yao asked.

Following Jiang Yao’s directions, Wen Qiao struck a few casual poses for her to photograph.

After the shoot, Wen Qiao glanced at the images and asked her to send them to her.

She then forwarded the pictures to Fu Jinghen—

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: How is it? Pretty?]

After sending the message, Wen Qiao thought for a bit and sent the two photos to Lin Ruochun—

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: I said I’d clinch this endorsement to back you up, how about that, am I reliable or what?]

It wasn’t long before Lin Ruochun replied—

[Ah Chun: Dammit, why are you in Beicheng enjoying the air conditioning and looking glam, while I’m in Hang City sweating buckets under the scorching sun?]

[Ah Chun: Photo.]

[Ah Chun: When are you coming back?]

Wen Qiao opened the photo sent by Lin Ruochun. It was a selfie of Lin Ruochun, dressed in costume with elaborate headdress, holding a green handheld fan, blowing air at her face which was flushed red from the heat.

Wen Qiao shook her head and clicked her tongue twice before slowly typing—

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Don’t fret, before long some children’s clothing brand will seek you out, and you can come back to shoot commercials too.]

[Ah Chun: It’s called being youthful, understand? By the time you’re in your forties or fifties, you’ll be worn out and yellow-faced, while I will still look like an innocent eighteen-year-old.]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Oh, is that the legendary ageless childlike empress?]

[Ah Chun: Shut up!]

[Ah Chun: Would you mind being polite JPG.]

Wen Qiao held her phone, bursting with laughter, drawing Jiang Yao’s attention. Thinking she was chatting with Fu Jinghen, Jiang Yao rolled her eyes dramatically, "Get your lovey-dovey crap away from me; your happiness is blinding me."

It took Wen Qiao a couple of seconds to realize Jiang Yao had misunderstood something, so she lifted her phone in front of her, "What are you talking about, it’s not Fu Jinghen, it’s Lin Ruochun."

Jiang Yao leaned in to take a look, "I didn’t expect you to be getting along with Lin Ruochun so well now."

After hearing this, Wen Qiao put her phone down, hooked her arm around Jiang Yao’s neck, and pulled her into an embrace, "Sister Yao, rest assured, even if I have three thousand beauties in my harem, you’ll always be my Empress."

The corners of Jiang Yao’s mouth twitched, "Thanks a lot."

Wen Qiao was quite generous, "You’re welcome."

The door to the makeup room was knocked on, and a staff member popped their head in, "The set is ready, we can start shooting now."

"Okay, I’ll be right there."

Wen Qiao released her arm from around Jiang Yao, picked up her phone to check it,

Fu Jinghen seemed to be busy and hadn’t replied to her message yet.

She didn’t mind and answered the question Lin Ruochun had asked earlier—

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Alright, I’m off to shoot the ad now, coming back tonight, don’t miss me too much.]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: See you tonight, little quail.]

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