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Chapter 81 - 80: Brother Jinghen

Chapter 81: Chapter 80: Brother Jinghen

Thinking of this, Wen Qiao flashed a charming smile at Fu Jinghen, "Men and women working together makes the task less tedious, I’m doing this for the people by taking care of the pest. I’ve dealt with him, now the rest is up to you to handle, right, President Fu?"

Fu Jinghen returned his gaze to the book in his hand, saying nothing.

Wen Qiao tentatively asked, "President Fu?"

"..."

"Fu Jinghen?"

"..."

"Husband?"

"..."

Wen Qiao persisted, "Brother Jinghen?"

Fu Jinghen paused for a moment, then finally looked up at her, "Shut up, don’t call me that."

Wen Qiao really did purse her lips. After a while, she resumed, "So about Luo—"

Before Wen Qiao could finish her sentence, the door was knocked on again. Jiang Yao peeked through the peephole and said, "It’s Song Qian."

"What is he doing here so late?"

Jiang Yao replied, "He must have just seen it. He looks pretty anxious."

Wen Qiao looked at the screen showing Fu Jinghen, who was engrossed in his book as if oblivious to the world outside, and said, "Hold on for a moment, I have someone here."

Saying that, she placed her cellphone down on the coffee table.

Fu Jinghen then lifted his head, looking at the darkened screen.

He was supposed to wait?

Fine.

"Qiaoqiao, hurry and open the door, I just saw Luo—"

Before Song Qian could finish, Jiang Yao pulled open the door, causing Song Qian to stagger a few steps forward before stabilizing himself.

"Keep your voice down a bit more, the whole hotel could hear you," Wen Qiao walked over and raised her eyebrows at him.

"Sorry... I got too excited," Song Qian acknowledged his slip and lowered his voice, whispering in Wen Qiao’s ear, "Are you okay?"

...

There was no need to make it look like a clandestine spy meeting.

"Do I look like something’s wrong?"

Only then did Song Qian scrutinize her carefully. Indeed, she seemed quite intact.

At least compared to Luo Bin, who was carried out, she was standing steadily on her own feet.

"That’s true, at least you weren’t carried out," Song Qian concluded after his observation and then asked, "What happened?"

"He tried to make improper advances on me, so I locked him up and gave him a good beating," Wen Qiao summarized the whole incident in one sentence.

"You should at least try to be a bit more discreet about it, aren’t you afraid others will find out by just letting security carry him out?"

Song Qian felt the way Wen Qiao handled the matter was somewhat improper and immature.

"Why should I care if others find out? If he dared to target me, he’s finished. Besides, I wasn’t the one who made a mistake here, I’m not the one who should be scared; he should be."

"If I conceal it, he’ll only act more recklessly. I don’t want to see such disgusting people again on set. It’s best if everyone knows he’s a hypocrite and has Director Zhang kick him out of the crew."

The thought of having scenes with Luo Bin in the future made Wen Qiao nauseous; she was never one to suffer in silence but aimed to cut off future troubles.

"But—"

"There are no buts." Wen Qiao cut him off and changed the subject, "What did you come to see me for?"

"Oh, it’s nothing big." Song Qian was indeed distracted as he raised his cellphone, "I came to invite you to play a game. I sent you a message earlier, but you didn’t reply, so I thought I’d come over. Then I just saw Luo Bin coming out of your room."

"Enough, shut up, I got it." Wen Qiao turned around and walked inside, flopping down on the sofa. She picked out a bright red apple from the fruit bowl, tossed it in her hand, and took a bite before starting to dismiss him, "Go back; I’ll carry you in the game in a while."

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