My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 789 - 787: As Long as You Like It, That’s Good

Wen Shu’s hand on the other side subconsciously tightened, "Then it seems President Fu really does like Qiaoqiao a lot, to treat her so well."

"Almost thirty and just beginning to understand feelings, how could he not be good to her?" Qi Ming said, "In my little uncle’s words, finding a wife nearly at thirty, if he doesn’t treat her well, he might end up lonely and old should she run away."

Wen Shu feigned surprise and glanced at Qi Ming, "President Fu actually said such a thing? With his status and position, even without Wen Qiao, women would surely not be missing, right?"

"There’s no helping it." Qi Ming shrugged with meaningful tone, "He only likes Wen Qiao, and I will only have Wen Qiao as my Little Aunt."

Wen Shu turned her head, her gaze returning to the figures in front of her, one tall, one short, and sighed with indistinct emotions, "That’s really nice."

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The French restaurant Qi Ming chose was located by the river, the windows revealing a dazzling neon display, showcasing the hazy beauty of Hai City at night. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

The meal was plain and unremarkable, no different from the times when Wen Qiao and Fu Jinghen dined alone.

It was just that Wen Shu was unusually quiet, only speaking a word or two when Qi Ming cued her in conversation; otherwise, she was silently eating her meal.

Qi Ming had initially clamored to go out and enjoy Hai City’s night view after dinner, but since it was Wen Qiao’s first day of her period, and she had suffered severe pain at noon, plus she had to attend the Jinhua Award ceremony the next day, he decided to take Wen Qiao back to the hotel to rest properly, rejecting Qi Ming’s suggestion.

Wen Shu also expressed her reluctance to go, so Qi Ming reluctantly abandoned the idea and followed them back to the hotel.

At the end, Wen Qiao got up and went to the restroom.

She pushed open the stall door and came out, her step faltering ever so slightly at the sight of the figure standing by the sink, then continued forward.

With her hands under the faucet, the warm water flowed out. Wen Qiao washed her hands leisurely, waiting for the woman beside her to speak.

After she finished, pulling out a paper towel to dry her hands, Wen Shu finally spoke up.

"Qiaoqiao."

"Hmm?" Wen Qiao crumpled the towel into a ball and tossed it into the trash bin, looking at her, "What is it?"

"Even though you and President Fu have reconciled, I still owe you an apology." Wen Shu met her gaze, "Regarding the endorsement, I didn’t mean it. If I had known that D brand initially had you in mind, I wouldn’t have gone to President Fu."

"It’s okay, it’s just an endorsement. If you like it, it’s yours," Wen Qiao replied with a beaming smile, nonchalantly adding, "I can just ask Fu Jinghen for it later. So much time has passed; there’s no need for you to dwell on it anymore."

"Seeing you and President Fu back together makes me happy for you both." Wen Shu appeared relieved and smiled as well, "Seeing how good President Fu is to you, I feel a bit envious."

"Qi Ming is very good to you too," Wen Qiao said in an even tone, as if making light conversation, "One shouldn’t always focus on what others have and overlook what they themselves possess. That way, it’s easy to lose oneself."

Wen Shu paused momentarily, her expression remaining natural as she nodded, "You’re right."

Some things don’t need to be spelled out too clearly. It’s best if they’re just hinted at, and if the other party understands, great. If they don’t, talking more won’t help.

"Let’s go, they must be getting anxious."

After saying that, Wen Qiao turned and walked out.

Wen Shu’s smile faded, she hesitated for a moment, and then followed.