My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 680 - 678: Considerate

Fu Qiang turned her head to look at Wen Qiao, gripping her hand that was resting on the table, "Qiaoqiao, I was inconsiderate just now. Don’t take my words to heart. If you want to focus on your career, then focus on your career. Think about other things when you’re ready, and don’t worry about what others think."

"I’m fine, Sister Fu Qiang," Wen Qiao obediently replied, glancing at Fu Jinghen before turning her attention back, "As for the matter of having children, we will definitely consider it. It won’t be too late for you to come back and be an auntie in a few more years."

The same words, coming from different people and spoken with different tones, can produce different effects.

When Fu Jinghen says them, they can choke a person half to death, but when they come from Wen Qiao, they are very comforting.

Fu Qiang felt warm inside, looking affectionately at Wen Qiao and couldn’t help but exclaim, "If I weren’t so old, I really would want to have another daughter to cherish. Daughters are so endearing."

Qi Ming, who was busily gnawing on chicken wings, paused. A chicken bone fell from his mouth as he looked up bewilderedly at Fu Qiang, "Mom, don’t joke around, I don’t want a little carrot top twenty years younger than me calling me ’brother.’"

The atmosphere suddenly shifted, and Fu Qiang glared at Qi Ming with disappointment, "Eat your chicken wings. Even if I wanted to, my age wouldn’t permit it."

Fu Jinghen said in a calm voice, "You’re not even fifty yet, you could try. There’s IVF, you know."

"Fu Jinghen!" Fu Qiang slammed her hand on the table, "Listen to yourself, are those words human beings should say?"

"Yes," Fu Jinghen countered coolly, "If they weren’t, how would you understand them?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Qiao couldn’t help but kick Fu Jinghen under the table.

This man’s mouth was just too merciless.

It seemed like he really did treasure himself now because if it hadn’t been for his current way of speaking, Wen Qiao would have long since thrown herself into someone else’s arms.

She randomly picked up some vegetables with her chopsticks and stuffed them into Fu Jinghen’s bowl, "Eat more vegetables."

The unspoken message being: talk less.

Having received two warnings from Wen Qiao, Fu Jinghen finally settled down. He took a bite of the vegetables she had added to his bowl, then paused.

Wen Qiao noticed his reaction and asked, "What’s the matter?"

Fu Jinghen shook his head, "Nothing, just bit into something hard."

Wen Qiao originally wanted to say "Just die of clumsiness," but considering Fu Qiang was still there, she changed it to, "Then be careful."

Fu Jinghen nodded, and when Wen Qiao wasn’t looking at him, he took a careful look at the delicious dishes on the table and chuckled.

He knew his sister’s cooking skills couldn’t have improved so much in just a few days. It turned out the food was delivered.

Probably to avoid losing face in front of Wen Qiao.

Fu Qiang caught that slight smile, "What are you smirking about?"

Wen Qiao and Qi Ming also raised their eyes to look at him, but Fu Jinghen had already composed himself and calmly stated, "You saw it wrong."

"That’s impossible. My eyesight is still good."

Fu Jinghen remarked, "In a couple of years, you’ll need reading glasses."

Fu Qiang was frustrated and pointed toward the door, "Go where it’s cool. You’re not welcome here anymore."

Fu Jinghen’s lips moved as if he was about to say something else, but his lower leg was suddenly kicked, stopping him from speaking further. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Wen Qiao peeled a shrimp and put it in Fu Qiang’s bowl, "Sister, let’s eat. Don’t bother with him."

Fu Jinghen looked at the shrimp in Fu Qiang’s bowl and felt a little jealous.

Wen Qiao had never peeled shrimp for him.

"I want one too."