My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 725 - 723: He Relishes It As If It Were Sweet

Their lips briefly met for a second before Fu Jinghen withdrew.

"This way."

Wen Qiao took the fork from Fu Jinghen’s hand with an expressionless face, "Oh, you’re so old-fashioned."

Fu Jinghen glanced at her reddened ear tips and didn’t call out her forced composure, "Can’t help it, I’m a few years older than you, my methods of flirting with young girls are bound to be outdated."

"..."

Wen Qiao hung her head low and stared at the fruit in her arms, kicking Fu Jinghen’s leg lightly, "Hurry up and pack your things, stop dawdling."

Fu Jinghen straightened up, "Cover your feet."

"Oh, got it."

Wen Qiao responded but remained unmoving.

Fu Jinghen gave her a "just as I thought" look, leaned over, and pulled the blanket over Wen Qiao’s feet.

Wen Qiao shamelessly enjoyed Fu Jinghen’s attentive service, and after stuffing a grape in her mouth and chewing it twice before swallowing, she drawled, "Eating fruit is so boring, it feels like something is missing."

Fu Jinghen remembered the times when Feng Li would forward him videos of Wen Qiao resting on set, where she was always on her phone while eating. He asked, "What do you want to watch?"

"I don’t know." Wen Qiao looked at the tablet on the bedside table and said, "I need to see what’s on it to know what I want to watch."

Fu Jinghen walked over, picked up the tablet, unlocked it, and held it up for Wen Qiao to choose.

"This one, the third one from the left in the second row."

Fu Jinghen clicked on the variety show as instructed and propped the tablet on the bed, "Is the angle okay?"

"It’s perfect." Wen Qiao praised, "Absolutely precise."

Fu Jinghen smiled and turned to start packing his own clothes.

He didn’t bring many clothes with him, mostly suits, and he first rearranged Wen Qiao’s wardrobe to make some space before hanging his suits one by one.

Wen Qiao’s clothes were brightly colored, creating a stark contrast when hung alongside his black, white, and gray suits.

Possibly having seen a funny segment, Wen Qiao’s laughter came from behind him, prompting Fu Jinghen to turn and look.

The young girl was wrapped in a blanket, holding a big bowl of fruit, and giggling non-stop.

Fu Jinghen didn’t like eating in bed, but Wen Qiao seemed born to break his rules.

In fact, before Wen Qiao came into his life, his fantasy of his other half had indeed been of a gentle, generous, and good wife and mother type.

Think about it, those eight characters seemed to have nothing to do with Wen Qiao.

But somehow, Wen Qiao still occupied his entire mind.

After Wen Qiao appeared, he realized that the so-called ideal type would eventually step aside for sudden surprises.

If someone had told him a year ago that a young girl would come into his life doing things he disliked, with a fiery temper, requiring him to frequently coax her while she had him wrapped around her finger, he would have thought that person was crazy.

Yet now, this was the very reality laid out before him.

And he relished it.

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Although Wen Qiao didn’t dwell on the words said by Yang Lan afterwards, Fu Jinghen couldn’t just act as if nothing had happened.

The next day, after bidding farewell to Fu Qiang, he returned to the company and handed over the follow-up cooperation with Fan Chen to his deputy.

Through this action, Yang Lan understood something and stopped bothering Fu Jinghen.