My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 234 - 232: I’m Allergic to You

Chapter 234: Chapter 232: I’m Allergic to You

Could it be that the Boss Lady did something to the Boss?

How come the Boss, after leaving the airport, looks so... distracted?

!

Feng Li was startled by the phrase "lost soul" that he conjured up in his mind; although he found it hard to believe, he couldn’t think of any other idiom that better described the current state of his boss.

Feng Li’s eyes flitted about stealthily as he sneaked a glance at Fu Jinghen in the rearview mirror.

The man’s handsome and resolute features were obscured in shadows, his eyes slightly closed, his brow furrowed subtly as if troubled by something.

Eh!

The more Feng Li looked, the more he thought that his boss, right now, bore an uncanny resemblance to those romance drama heroes who get rejected in their confessions, dejected in love.

It seemed like the time had come to discuss the matter with Jiang Yao, the ally by the Boss Lady’s side.

As soon as this thought surfaced, he saw Fu Jinghen’s eyelids twitch; Feng Li hurriedly averted his gaze before those eyes opened, and focused wholeheartedly on driving.

Fu Jinghen opened his eyes, gazing at the neon lights flickering outside the window, the image of Wen Qiao fleeing in a panic involuntarily surfacing in his mind.

And the fleeting resistance in her eyes when he brought up marriage.

Subconscious reactions are the most truthful, yet Fu Jinghen couldn’t understand where her resistance stemmed from.

He felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart and, lifting his hand, loosened his tie, rolled down the window, and exhaled a deep breath.

Seeing this, Feng Li, driving up front, grew even more apprehensive.

It appeared the Boss was in quite a foul mood.

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Green Manor was located in the costly downtown area, an exclusive leisure club known for high-end consumption, and a prime choice for gatherings among Beicheng’s elite.

Feng Li pulled the car up smoothly to the entrance of Green Manor and was about to unbuckle his seatbelt and get out of the car to open the door for his boss when he touched the seatbelt, he heard his boss speak.

"Go on back first, I’ll have Qin Xiang drive me later."

"Oh, alright," Feng Li instinctively nodded in response; it wasn’t until he heard the sound of the car door opening and closing, and the vehicle shook slightly, that Feng Li snapped back to reality.

He lowered the window and leaned out halfway, shouting toward Fu Jinghen’s retreating figure, "President Fu, don’t drink too much, nothing’s more important than your health!"

Fu Jinghen, tall with long legs, had already covered considerable distance in such a short while; Feng Li cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled out his caution, drawing measuring glances from the servants at the entrance of Green Manor.

"....."

He saw Fu Jinghen’s figure definitely paused for a moment before continuing to walk forward, though it seemed as if he hastened his pace slightly?

Feng Li silently sighed.

The Boss really did lack care and concern from those around him; just a casual reminder from him made the Boss feel awkward.

Thinking of how President Fu was managing such a vast company all by himself, at the pinnacle of his solitude, he must be incredibly lonely.

With this thought, Feng Li, considering himself to be the most understanding and considerate assistant in the world, wiped at the non-existent tears at the corner of his eyes and pulled out his phone to send a message to his ally at Gossip Camp—

[Sharp Feng Li: Whenever you get a chance, try to encourage the Boss Lady to be kinder to the Boss.]

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Only one chandelier was lit in the top-floor private room of Green Manor, its soft yellow light clearly but gently illuminating every corner of the room. A faint smoke wafted in the air, and a group of people sat around the sofa, a few of them holding cigarettes, prattling away about all and sundry.