My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 257 - 255: Beicheng’s Top Leg

Chapter 257: Chapter 255: Beicheng’s Top Leg

Song Qian paused upon hearing the suggestion, a look of hesitation crossing his face, "Answer it for you? Is that really okay?"

"No worries, the only person who would call me at this time, as if chasing a deadline, is Sister Yao. If she asks why you are answering my phone, just say..."

Wen Qiao pondered for a moment, recalling her own manager had also been controlling her diet recently. If Sister Yao learned that not only did she eat barbecue today but also drank beer, the day Jiang Yao returned would probably be her doom. She made up an excuse: "You just say that Director Zhang changed the schedule at the last minute and asked me to shoot a night scene tonight."

"Lying, huh?" Song Qian pulled out Wen Qiao’s phone and said, "Is that really okay?"

"You’re here pretending to be some innocent good boy with gray-blue hair, yet you dragged me to play video games, and the next day you showed up on set with dark circles under your eyes. When the assistant director asked what you did last night, you didn’t even blink an eye before saying you were studying the script, pshh."

Caught out by Wen Qiao, Song Qian touched his nose awkwardly, "How do you still remember such an old thing..."

"Answer the phone quick! If something gets delayed, I’ll report you to the assistant director."

Having said this, Wen Qiao seemed to gain a surge of strength within her, striding ahead with Lin Ruochun on her back.

Song Qian followed swiftly, looking down at Wen Qiao’s phone. He saw a note displayed at the top of the screen—Jiang City’s No. 1 Most Eligible.

"......"

What a bizarre remark.

He swiped to answer the call. Without waiting for the person on the other end to speak, he took the initiative, "Sister Yao? Director Zhang suddenly added a scene for Qiaoqiao today, she is currently filming. I’ll have her call you back once she’s done."

"......"

The silence on the other end of the phone was exceptionally quiet, so quiet that one could hardly hear any breathing.

Just then a breeze blew, making Song Qian shiver, and soon after, all he could hear was the busy tone.

The caller had hung up.

Wen Qiao, hearing no more voices, laboriously twisted her neck to look at Song Qian, "What happened?"

Song Qian looked thoughtful and slightly serious as he replied, "Things are not looking good. After I finished speaking, Sister Yao was unusually silent, didn’t say a word, and then hung up."

"......"

Wen Qiao turned her head back emotionlessly, "Then it seems the situation is quite serious."

The phone in his hand vibrated slightly. Subconsciously, Song Qian looked down; the locked screen lit up, displaying a Weibo notification with a familiar name—

Netizens spot Wen Qiao and Lin Ruochun in Film City, accompanied by a male, the three...

Song Qian couldn’t see the rest of the content.

His heart skipped a beat, and he hastily pulled out his own phone, opening Weibo.

Sure enough, near the bottom of the Weibo trending searches, he saw "Wen Qiao and Lin Ruochun spotted dining in Film City with boyfriends."

He swallowed unconsciously. "That..."

"What now?"

Wen Qiao, facing forward, felt her hand carrying Ruochun’s buttocks growing numb and achy. She thought that once Ruochun woke up tomorrow, she would make sure to get a proper thank you for the grueling effort of carrying her back to the hotel like a hefty pig.

"Just... that..."

"Why are you hemming and hawing like a girl?" Wen Qiao complained about Song Qian while thinking of how to have Ruochun thank her.

Song Qian gave Wen Qiao a glare, though she didn’t see it. He said, "It’s just that we were caught by netizens eating barbecue by the river today, and it ended up on the trending search."