My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 724 - 722: Feed Me in a Different Way

Wen Qiao commanded imperiously, "Next time you encounter a situation like this, just take action, okay? Don’t waste your breath asking me again."

"Okay." Fu Jinghen responded good-naturedly, "Understood, little Princess."

Fu Jinghen carried her back to the living room. Wen Qiao caught a glimpse of Fu Jinghen’s phone and her gaze flickered. She said to him, "Why don’t you call Yang Lan back? It’s so late and she’s a woman drinking alone at the bar; what if something happens? I’m afraid she’ll cause trouble for me."

Fu Jinghen smiled knowingly; his little girl had a sharp tongue but a very soft heart.

"Alright, I’ll have Feng Li get in touch with her assistant."

"No, what if she won’t pick up a call from her assistant? You should call." Wen Qiao frowned, reluctant in her statement, "She’ll definitely pick up if it’s your call."

"Alright, then I’ll do as my baby wishes."

Fu Jinghen picked up his phone and called Yang Lan. After a few rings, the call was answered and he cut straight to the chase, "Where are you right now?"

As soon as Yang Lan heard Fu Jinghen’s voice, her face lit up with joy, "Jinghen, I knew you still cared about me. I—"

Sensing the little woman in his arms stirring uneasily, he patted her back as a form of consolation and interrupted Yang Lan bluntly, "Send me your location."

Yang Lan hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

Having gotten the answer he needed, Fu Jinghen didn’t hesitate to hang up the call.

After hanging up, Fu Jinghen forwarded the address Yang Lan had sent him to Feng Li, asking him to contact Yang Lan’s secretary to pick her up.

After arranging all this, Fu Jinghen fished Wen Qiao out from his embrace and looked down at her, "Are you angry?"

"No, I was the one who asked you to call her; there’s no reason for me to be angry." Wen Qiao glanced at him and then lowered her eyes, "I just feel a bit upset. Watching you take care of another woman in front of me, even though I asked for it, I just couldn’t help it."

"What do you want to do about it, baby?"

Wen Qiao sighed, nudging her head against Fu Jinghen’s forehead, "You’ll just have to be extra good to me as compensation, what else can be done?"

Fu Jinghen felt his heart soften completely. He kissed Wen Qiao’s lips tenderly and promised earnestly, "Okay, I’ll make it up to you for a lifetime."

Wen Qiao turned her head away, "I want some fruit."

Fu Jinghen placed Wen Qiao to one side, then took the fruit from the coffee table for her, "You stay here for a bit, I need to go pack some things."

Just as Wen Qiao picked up a piece of strawberry to eat, she stretched out her hands to him upon hearing his words, "Then carry me back first. I don’t want to stay here by myself."

The request from the little Princess was, of course, something Fu Jinghen wouldn’t refuse.

He bent down to pick up Wen Qiao again, carrying her back the way he had brought her out, the only difference being that the Princess now had fruit in hand.

Seeing Fu Jinghen so willingly catering to her every need, Wen Qiao offered the largest strawberry to Fu Jinghen’s mouth, "Here, the biggest one for you."

Fu Jinghen looked at the strawberry in Wen Qiao’s hand, "I was thinking you could feed me in a different way."

A different way?

Wen Qiao was puzzled, "What way?"

Fu Jinghen took the fork from her hand and brought the strawberry to her mouth, "Open up."

Wen Qiao obediently bit into the strawberry, but before she could completely bite off her piece, a shadow loomed over her. Fu Jinghen’s face suddenly drew close, his mouth biting the other half of the strawberry.