My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 260 - 258: Sleeping in One Bed Under One Blanket

Chapter 260: Chapter 258: Sleeping in One Bed Under One Blanket

Qin Xiang’s voice, slightly anxious, had emerged from behind him. He drove to Fu Jinghen’s company after seeing the trending search and later, using sadness as an excuse, hitched a ride in Fu Jinghen’s car back to his house. He then started to eagerly urge Fu Jinghen to call Wen Qiao to ask about the situation.

Because the calls he had made to Lin Ruochun kept going unanswered.

"How did it go?"

"Not well."

Fu Jinghen responded calmly, "Wen Qiao said to let Ruochun call you back later."

"Really?"

That’s impossible.

He couldn’t lose face.

"Oh."

Qin Xiang sighed deeply, flopping bonelessly onto the sofa, mumbling bitterly like a resentful wife, "Kids grow up and you just can’t control them anymore, they even go out to dine with men."

As he spoke, he kicked his legs and rolled around on the sofa, glaring at Fu Jinghen with grievance, "It’s all because of your fiancée, Wen Qiao must have led Ruochun astray."

Fu Jinghen turned around, slightly bent over to toss his phone onto the coffee table with a "smack," his gaze coolly sweeping over Qin Xiang, "If you can’t control your own people, don’t blame others."

"You’re actually taking Wen Qiao’s side!"

"Should I take your side instead?"

Qin Xiang, deeply hurt, exclaimed, "We were brothers who grew up wearing the same pants!"

"Oh," Fu Jinghen said while walking towards the kitchen, "Wen Qiao and I are still a couple, sleeping in the same bed under the same cover."

Qin Xiang: "......"

Thanks.

I feel crushed.

He turned his head staring at Fu Jinghen, trying to attack him with a gaze that would make him feel guilty, and when he saw Fu Jinghen take out a canned Coke from the fridge, he sat up slightly straighter, "Get me one too."

After speaking, he lay back down.

Fu Jinghen grabbed another Coke, walked over, and tossed it to Qin Xiang, "When are you leaving?"

Qin Xiang’s eyes widened, "Are you kicking me out?"

Fu Jinghen looked down at him, "I’m going to sleep."

Qin Xiang stared at him, and after two seconds, began rolling on the sofa again, crying and wailing, "How miserable my life is, my beloved little sister goes out to eat with another man and doesn’t answer my calls, and now even my childhood brother wants to drive me away, I can’t live like this."

"......"

Fu Jinghen quietly watched Qin Xiang’s tantrum for a while, finished the last of his Coke, crushed the can and tossed it into the trash can, then turned to head upstairs, pausing to throw back one last remark, "Find your own place to sleep."

Qin Xiang instantly stopped making a fuss and collapsed back on the sofa, despairingly sipping his Coke.

After a while, Fu Jinghen, having returned, reappeared at the staircase. It was somewhat dim at the stair entrance because the light was off, casting a dark silhouette that startled Qin Xiang.

"What are you doing?"

The shadow spoke, "I am going to Hang City tomorrow."

Qin Xiang immediately understood, raising his hand, "Count me in! Book me a ticket too."

The shadow nodded, prepared to turn back upstairs when suddenly he heard a man’s confused voice behind him, "I’m not even rushing to Hang City; what are you going to Hang City for? To catch someone? Didn’t you say it was no problem? Seems like you can’t control your own people either."

The words at the end carried a hint of schadenfreude.

Fu Jinghen paused, his lips coldly curving up, half of his face hidden in shadows which made him appear somewhat sinister.

"Say another word, and you’ll be out."