My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 707 - 705: Haven’t Had Time for the Wedding Yet

Yang Lan finally averted her gaze and nodded at Feng Li, "I’ll have to trouble Special Assistant Feng then."

Watching the numbers decrease as the elevator approached the ground floor, Yang Lan suppressed her urge to ask but eventually gave in, "Was that lady just now the spokesperson ES signed recently?"

Yang Lan wasn’t very familiar with the entertainment industry, but she found Wen Qiao somewhat familiar. After thinking it over, she remembered that Wen Qiao had just been announced as ES’s global spokesperson.

Her secretary had mentioned that Wen Qiao’s previous reputation wasn’t good—she often shamelessly followed a man around. Then suddenly, she had transformed and, by some means, secured such a significant endorsement.

Now, she understood why.

Feng Li guessed she would ask this question and sighed internally—women really struggle to face reality. Even after hearing him call Wen Qiao "Boss Lady" and his boss introducing Wen Qiao as "my wife," she still needed confirmation—was this necessary?

"Yes, and she is also President Fu’s wife."

"But I hadn’t heard any news about President Fu getting married?"

"They haven’t had the chance to hold a wedding yet."

What Fu Jinghen had just said was "my wife" not "fiancée," so as an assistant, Feng Li naturally couldn’t contradict his boss.

Having served at Fu Jinghen’s side for so many years wasn’t for nothing. Feng Li accurately deduced Fu Jinghen’s thoughts. Given how Fu Jinghen glorified Wen Qiao, he undoubtedly wished everyone knew his feelings for her.

With that in mind, Feng Li naturally added fuel to the fire, aiming to chase away these fawning women.

"Our Boss Lady doesn’t want a wedding for now, and President Fu naturally obliges her. Therefore, not many people are aware of their marriage. When a wedding is arranged, President Yang will certainly receive an invitation."

Despite being uncomfortable, Yang Lan, having seen much of the world and no less assertive than any man in the business sphere, managed a slight smile, "I never thought that Fu Jinghen, known for his abstinent lifestyle over the years, would prefer this kind—"

Yang Lan artfully paused, then leisurely expressed the last two words: "type."

Her tone carried a hint of mockery. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Type or not isn’t important. What’s crucial is that President Fu likes her, and that makes her the best," Feng Li said confidently. "After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right, President Yang?"

Yang Lan’s expression stiffened, and she fell silent.

The elevator doors opened, and Feng Li held his hand against the door, "President Yang, please."

Yang Lan nodded and exited the elevator with her entourage.

As their silhouettes disappeared from the FS building, Feng Li took out his phone to ask Liu Tiantian where they were since they couldn’t return to the rooftop for now.

Just as he opened WeChat, he saw over twenty messages from Liu Tiantian.

[Liu Xiaotiantian: Was there a chaotic scene?]

[Liu Xiaotiantian: Was there really one?]

[Liu Xiaotiantian: Were you killed by the aura in the chaotic scene?]

[Liu Xiaotiantian: !]

Liu Tiantian’s messages were sent every five minutes. Seemingly tired of typing, she began using exclamation marks to get his attention.

[Sharp Feng Li: Sorry to disappoint you, there was no chaotic scene, nor any murderous aura.]

[Liu Xiaotiantian: How could that be? Why not?]

[Sharp Feng Li: It seems you truly were looking forward to seeing President Fu’s spectacle.]