My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 791 - 789: Extraordinary Talent

Jiang Yao paused, then gave Xiao Chu a thumbs up, "You’re really something, daring to mutter about President Fu like that."

Although she hadn’t used it yet, she definitely needed to protect her man’s reputation. Hearing what Xiao Chu said, Wen Qiao immediately retorted in a frantic shout, "Of course, my man is exceptionally talented, his timing and technique are both incredibly awesome."

"..."

The room fell silent as a graveyard.

Jiang Yao rubbed her temple with a headache, what kind of artist and assistant had she brought with her?

Others were racing cars, and here they were, playing with speed racing.

Wen Qiao also realized what she had just said and, in a mix of despair and anger, covered her beet-red cheeks.

Oh, heavens, Shakyamuni, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Jade Emperor, please save her, what shameful things had she just blurted out.

Talking about good techniques and long duration, she hadn’t even had the chance to use them.

"Well, that’s pretty good."

Jiang Yao and Xiao Chu knew about Fu Jinghen and Wen Qiao living together. If anyone didn’t believe the two hadn’t completely belonged to each other by now, especially after seeing the hickey on Wen Qiao’s body, they would be fooling themselves. Jiang Yao and Xiao Chu were even more convinced that they had taken the final step.

Even so, Xiao Chu was still shocked by Wen Qiao’s frank and bold response, continuing to nibble on a chicken rack and muttered vaguely, "Knowing you’re this happy puts me at ease."

The conversation could have died down at this point, but just then, the always silent Jiang Yao suddenly blurted out a question, "Which one?"

"..."

The room plunged into silence once more.

Wen Qiao felt her head was about to explode with heat. She gave up altogether, "Both, okay?"

Without waiting for the two at the door to react, Wen Qiao quickly fastened her suitcase, pulled out the handle, and rushed towards the exit with luggage in tow.

She dashed non-stop to the next room’s door, pushed open the ajar door, barely stable on her feet, she was met with Fu Jinghen hanging up his clothes in the vestibule.

Their eyes locked, both were momentarily stunned.

Fu Jinghen was the first to come to his senses, stepped forward, took her suitcase from her, pulled her in a little, and closed the door behind them, "Why are you running?"

Noticing the fine beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, he reached up to wipe them away, teased her with a hint of mischief, "Are you in such a hurry to come back and torment me?" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

At his words, Wen Qiao glanced downward subconsciously, and as she realized what she had just said, the temperature on her face rose significantly again. Her eyes flickered and she stuttered, "I, well, that, you, um..."

"What are you trying to say?" Fu Jinghen watched her amusedly, smoothed out the wisps of hair by her ear, and patted her back, "No rush, take your time."

Wen Qiao collected herself and internally chanted "I’m not a pervert," forcing herself to calm down, "I’m not a pervert... no, I mean, I’m going to take a shower."

Calm down, my foot.

Now, whenever she saw Fu Jinghen, her mind would replay the words she had just said, leaving her incapable of calming down.

The best plan is to get away.

After dropping that line, Wen Qiao rushed in the direction of the bathroom.

"Babe, you—"

Fu Jinghen only managed three words before Wen Qiao hurriedly interrupted, "Don’t call me!"

The phrase "you didn’t take clothes" got stuck in Fu Jinghen’s throat.

He blinked, puzzled.

What was going on with the girl; she just went to get luggage, why had she returned in such a panic?