My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 685 - 683: He Won’t Be Willing

"Because I wasn’t good-looking when I was little."

"Well, I still want to see."

Wen Qiao stubbornly looked at Fu Jinghen, and within a few seconds, Fu Jinghen admitted defeat. He rubbed Wen Qiao’s head, "Wait here, I’ll go get it for you."

Wen Qiao smiled satisfiedly, "Hurry up."

Fu Qiang watched the couple bantering back and forth, feeling emotional inside. The old saying really was true, every Jack has his Jill, Wen Qiao was Fu Jinghen’s nemesis.

It seemed that the match she had made for them hadn’t been wrong after all.

After Fu Jinghen went upstairs, Fu Qiang said to Wen Qiao, "He doesn’t want to show you his album not because he was ugly as a child, but because there are naked photos of him as a child in that album, and he’s embarrassed."

"I’m telling you, he’d definitely check the album first, remove the photos of him in split pants and bathing, then leave the good-looking ones. If you don’t believe me, just wait and see, there won’t be a single ugly photo in that album."

At last, Fu Qiang made a concluding statement, "He’s really reserved, almost painfully so."

In fact, Wen Qiao didn’t believe what Fu Jinghen said about being ugly as a child either, looking at his face now, she knew he must have been a fine and handsome boy, how could he possibly relate to the word ’ugly.’

Wen Qiao did agree with the last thing Fu Qiang said, "He really is reserved, even gets jealous."

Fu Qiang shook her head, "I have no idea who he got that from."

As soon as Fu Qiang finished speaking, Fu Jinghen appeared at the top of the staircase.

She took advantage of Fu Jinghen not yet being close, and quickly whispered in Wen Qiao’s ear, "He’s so fast probably because he’s afraid we might get suspicious."

Wen Qiao pressed her lips together to hide the smile spilling out.

She scooted over, making room for Fu Jinghen to sit down.

Fu Jinghen sat down next to her and handed over the album.

A leather cover, a thick album.

Wen Qiao was somewhat surprised, Fu Jinghen didn’t seem like the type who enjoyed taking photos.

Seeing her confusion, Fu Jinghen explained, "It was all shot by my sister. She loved taking photos of me and Ah Ming, Ah Ming has an album just like this one too."

"You don’t understand." Fu Qiang glared at him, "I was documenting every moment of your growth so that when you are old and gray, you can look back and reminisce."

Wen Qiao nodded in agreement, "When we have children in the future, I want to do the same for them, and preserve it for their spouses."

Fu Jinghen frowned slightly, "I think, he wouldn’t want that."

"Whether he wants to or not isn’t important, I still will." Wen Qiao said.

"Fine." Fu Jinghen gave in to her, "Shoot as much as you want, however you like."

Fu Qiang sat to the side, chin propped on her hand and smiling as she watched their interaction. Indeed, watching others in love was always more interesting.

Wen Qiao excitedly rubbed her hands together and gently opened the cover of the album.

The first photo was of Fu Jinghen’s full-month celebration, a clean and plump little dumpling with chubby cheeks and a Peace Lock hanging on his chest.

It was during the New Year, and Fu Qiang had bought him a set of red clothes and even a little red hat, which looked very festive.

Looking at the photo of little Fu Jinghen, Wen Qiao’s eyes filled with affection, she touched the chubby cheek in the photo and laughed, "You were so cute when you were little."