My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 800 - 798: Virtuous Husband
"Time has passed too long, I don’t remember clearly anymore," Zhou Yang said with a chuckle, straightening his dangling arm and giving his eyeliner a perfect little tip. Straightening his back, he carefully chose his words and advised, "Actually, you don’t need to care about these things anymore. What matters is that he is yours now, right? There’s an old saying that goes, ’one should look forward rather than clinging to the past, or they’ll end up with nothing.’"
"..."
How did this turn into a motivational speech?
It’s easy to say, but when it’s not happening to oneself, anyone can remain calm.
Just thinking about Fu Jinghen being coveted by so many women annoyed her.
She wished she could put her own exclusive label on him, so everyone with eyes could tell that Fu Jinghen was her man.
Wen Qiao pursed her lips tightly and started planning the timing to go public with their relationship in her mind.
Suddenly, a shadow fell over her, and Wen Qiao lifted her eyelids to look.
As a celebrity spouse, Fu Jinghen was quite conscientious. He had prepared two small bowls of fruit, one for Wen Qiao and one for Zhou Yang.
Fu Jinghen leaned over from behind her, placing the fruit on the table. He picked up a strawberry and held it to her lips, then looked down at her with lowered eyes, "Do you want me to feed you?"
"..."
He’d already brought the strawberry to her lips, why even ask!
Wen Qiao instinctively glanced over at Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang immediately withdrew his ’eating popcorn’ expression and dug into the makeup box, "Eh? Where did the concealer brush go?"
Wen Qiao glanced at the thin concealer brush on the table and fell silent.
Suddenly, a cool sensation touched her lips; it was Fu Jinghen pressing the strawberry against them.
Wen Qiao took the strawberry from his hand, "No need, I can eat by myself. You can go if you’re busy."
If she was hesitant to get too close to him in front of another person, it was somewhat understandable, but sending him away wasn’t quite right.
He knew she was aware that he had cleared his schedule for the next few days.
Fu Jinghen watched her closely and noticed a hint of coldness in her expression.
?
Had he upset her again?
Fu Jinghen had stood beside Wen Qiao for quite a while without receiving a single glance from her, which surely confirmed she was angry with him.
Although Fu Jinghen didn’t have a wealth of relationship experience, having only started dating in his late twenties, his sensitivity was exceptionally high. Noticing Wen Qiao was upset with him, he didn’t disturb her work and continued to play the role of a supportive husband.
"I’ll just sit on the sofa over there; call me if you need anything."
Despite his gentle tone, Wen Qiao sparingly gifted him a glance as she ate the strawberry, giving him a faint "Hmm."
She then saw in the mirror as he turned and walked away, his figure tinged with a hint of dejection and pity.
Zhou Yang had been keeping an eye on the situation. Only when he heard the footsteps fade away did he stand straight from the makeup box. He spotted the little brush lying quietly on the table and feigned surprise, "Ah, so it was here all along. It made me search everywhere."
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His acting was so seamless it was impossible to detect any trace of it.
Wen Qiao’s skin was delicate, fair with a rosy tint, and she didn’t have many imperfections. Perhaps due to her menstrual cycle, a small pimple had appeared on her forehead. Zhou Yang used the concealer to cover it up and then set her makeup.
