My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 747 - 745: I Really Like You

Had she known what this day would bring, she would have restrained herself when she sought attention on the show back then.

Mainly because she had just ended her engagement with Fu Jinghen, and she was absolutely determined not to rekindle the past, which was why she had let herself go wild.

But that didn’t mean she would nurse Lin Luang’s affections while allowing Fu Jinghen to harbor a thorn in his side.

After they reconciled, although Fu Jinghen had never mentioned anything, Wen Qiao still keenly sensed that his mood had lightened considerably after dinner with Huo Mutian.

Wen Qiao was the kind of person who, once she made a decision, wouldn’t waver. Human hearts are made of flesh, and it’s impossible to be absolutely fair in every situation. Between Fu Jinghen and Lin Luang, she chose Fu Jinghen.

So Lin Luang would have to nurse a broken heart.

The kitchen was open plan, and with a mere turn of her head, Wen Qiao could see Fu Jinghen, dressed in a shirt and trousers, wearing a cartoon apron that clashed with his status as he tidied up.

For some reason, Wen Qiao was reminded of the young couple she had encountered at the supermarket in the evening.

The love of youth is pure and passionate, with bold and rich colors, worthy of all the finest words in the world, whereas in the adult world, love is a luxury—daily necessities are the norm. As years add on, even the most impassioned vows become mere child’s play.

Wen Qiao didn’t know what life was like for others, but she inexplicably believed that the love between her and Fu Jinghen would never be dulled by life or time.

Even though Fu Jinghen was well past his youth, his gaze toward her was still filled with a sincere and fervent affection, much like that young boy’s.

Even if they missed out on the capricious teen years, Fu Jinghen still gave her his first and only love—deep, understated, yet revealing his infatuation with her in every aspect.

After watching for a while, Wen Qiao suddenly got up from the sofa, slipped on her slippers, and tiptoed to Fu Jinghen, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind.

Fu Jinghen was rinsing dishes, then he felt something press against his back, followed by a pair of delicate, fair hands encircling his waist.

He smiled and fiddled with the water tap to prevent the droplets from splashing onto Wen Qiao’s hands.

"What’s wrong?"

Wen Qiao rubbed her face against his broad back, "Nothing, I just want to hug you."

"Should we wait until I’m done here, and then hug?" Fu Jinghen negotiated with her, "It’s a bit messy right now."

"No." Wen Qiao held him tighter, "I want to hug you now."

Although Fu Jinghen didn’t know why Wen Qiao had suddenly become so clingy, he was naturally delighted by his little lady’s affectionate embrace.

He didn’t push her away but sped up his cleaning instead.

After tidying up the kitchen, with Wen Qiao’s hands still not releasing him, Fu Jinghen turned his head and said, "Baby, let me go wash my hands, and then I’ll come back to hug you."

"Don’t let go. Just go like this."

As she spoke, Wen Qiao even nudged him from behind.

Fu Jinghen chuckled and, maintaining this strange posture, walked to the bathroom like a penguin with Wen Qiao, the little attachment, in tow.

After washing his hands, Fu Jinghen reached back, pulled Wen Qiao in front of him, and with a little effort, lifted her onto the sink counter, placing his hands beside her, "What’s wrong? Why are you so clingy all of a sudden?"

"Nothing." Wen Qiao’s voice was soft as she lifted her arms to circle his neck, "I just feel like, I really like you."