My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 51: Because, You Like It

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: Because, You Like It

"Almost got recognized, aren’t you worried at all?"

Without a second thought, Wen Qiao blurted out, "Isn’t it because I have you?"

Fu Jinghen was taken aback, not expecting her to trust him so much, but the feeling was strangely pleasant.

He took the hat from Wen Qiao’s hand, placed it on her head to cover those bright eyes, and put the mask on her, "Let’s go."

Yet Wen Qiao didn’t move, standing still.

Fu Jinghen took a step and noticed she hadn’t moved. Puzzled, he looked at her, "What’s wrong?"

"You haven’t taken my hand."

There was that familiar hint of grievance in her voice.

"If you don’t walk, I’ll go by myself."

Wen Qiao remained still, stubbornly holding up her hand.

Fu Jinghen sighed and reached out, taking her little hand into his, "Wen Qiao, why do you always act so spoiled."

"Because..."

"You like it, huh."

As she spoke, Wen Qiao hooked her little finger, scratching Fu Jinghen’s palm.

A tickling sensation went from his palm to his brain, and Fu Jinghen subconsciously tightened his grip on Wen Qiao’s teasing finger, his voice suddenly turning cold, "You’re overthinking it."

Though his tone was harsh, Wen Qiao wasn’t intimidated at all; instead, she continued to playfully push his boundaries, "Really? Are you just pretending not to like it because you’re embarrassed to admit it after being caught, playing tough?"

"..."

"Ei, Fu Jinghen, your ears are red."

She guessed wildly, and upon seeing Fu Jinghen’s honest reaction, she was sure of it.

Fu Jinghen walked ahead with Wen Qiao’s cheerful laughter behind him; he grew slightly annoyed, stopped, turned to look at her, "If you don’t shut up, Red Makeup’s female lead will be replaced."

"Holy shit, Fu Jinghen, how childish can you get!" Wen Qiao jumped with fury, "You’re twenty-seven! Still threatening me like a child!"

Fu Jinghen narrowed his eyes.

Wen Qiao instantly deflated, "Okay, fine, I’ll shut up."

After all, in this world, she was alone, with no power or influence, depending on him.

Seeing the girl who had just been dancing crazily on the edge of his patience finally quiet down, Fu Jinghen’s mood suddenly lightened.

Childish or not...

If it works, it works.

-

With one week until joining the set, Wen Qiao had planned out the next few days and dragged Jiang Yao straight to the mall the next day. They bought a bunch of skincare products, makeup, and clothes.

Jiang Yao was somewhat shocked by her extravagant way of paying, tugged at her sleeve, and said softly, "Take it easy, can you even use so many things? Don’t let President Fu think you’re a spendthrift."

"I won’t be able to use it all." Wen Qiao pulled out the card Fu Jinghen gave her, signed swiftly, and paid, "But I still need to buy. He gave me his card; not using it would be a waste of his kindness. Besides, if I don’t spend Fu Jinghen’s money, should I save it for someone else?"

"Besides, I never said I wasn’t a spendthrift."

Jiang Yao was suddenly convinced by Wen Qiao’s righteous argument.

"I think you make sense."

-

The towering FS Building in the financial center soared into the clouds, majestic, its dark glass windows shimmering under the sun, too dazzling to look at directly.

The man sitting in the center of the top-floor conference room was just like the building, standing out among the masses.

Fu Jinghen was seriously listening to a subordinate’s report while his phone by the table occasionally lit up, inexplicably distracting him.

Regathering his thoughts and listening to the end of the subordinate’s report, Fu Jinghen said, "Take a five-minute break."