My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 803 - 801:

"I was always pretty, you’re just noticing now."

Wen Qiao lowered her eyes slightly and gave him a gentle push.

Fu Jinghen looked at her exposed, flushed earlobe and was easily pushed aside by her.

Wen Qiao hadn’t put on her high heels yet, and her dress was a bit long, so she lifted it as she walked around Fu Jinghen and out the door. The moment she opened the door, the three people in the small living room all immediately turned to look at her.

"..."

Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow: "What’s up?"

"...It’s nothing."

Jiang Yao shook her head. She originally thought the two of them would take a while to come out, but unexpectedly, it was this quick.

Zhou Yang’s gaze kept sweeping over Wen Qiao’s face, checking if there were any issues with her makeup.

Xiao Chu was much more obvious, smiling with a hint of suspicion.

Wen Qiao took in their expressions completely and couldn’t help but curse Fu Jinghen in her heart.

This man really shouldn’t be spoiled.

"President Fu, what about your suit?" Jiang Yao stepped forward.

Fu Jinghen was just about to speak when the doorbell rang, interrupting him.

Xiao Chu, being the closest to the door, ran over to open it, returning with a set of men’s formal wear.

"President Fu, this is the suit you ordered, right?"

Fu Jinghen responded affirmatively.

Zhou Yang approached appropriately and spoke: "President Fu, you’ll need styling as well, right? Leave it to me, I promise to make you and Miss Wen the most matching pair at the entire ceremony, blinding everyone with your radiance."

As Zhou Yang spoke, he brought his two index fingers together.

Fu Jinghen paused for a moment, then nodded: "I’ll leave it to you then."

"No trouble at all." Zhou Yang grinned eagerly, "It’s an honor to serve both of you."

Wen Qiao, who was familiarizing herself with the ceremony process, looked up and reminded Zhou Yang, "No need to make him look too good, just a little touch-up will do."

With so many female celebrities at the ceremony, Fu Jinghen was already attractive. If he were dressed up carefully, wouldn’t that be trouble?

Zhou Yang, unaware of the little calculations in Wen Qiao’s heart, blinked in confusion at her words, "Why?"

Wen Qiao paused briefly before replying as if nothing happened, "I’m afraid he’ll steal my spotlight. He’s just my support today, here to accentuate me."

Zhou Yang looked at Fu Jinghen, seemingly asking for his opinion.

Fu Jinghen: "Listen to her."

Seeing Fu Jinghen listen to Wen Qiao and let her have her way, Zhou Yang couldn’t help but admire Wen Qiao even more.

Look at this dog training... I mean, husband-taming skill, if she started a class, it would be full immediately.

With Wen Qiao’s instructions, Zhou Yang was much more restrained when styling Fu Jinghen.

Compared to women, men’s styling is much simpler and easier, and Fu Jinghen’s facial features were excellent, not needing makeup, only a hairstyle.

Zhou Yang sprayed a bit of hair gel on Fu Jinghen’s hair, styling it into a clean side part, revealing his exquisite eyebrows and smooth forehead, enhancing his regal aura even more.

Wen Qiao had been focused on familiarizing herself with the ceremony process, but as she watched, her eyes were drawn to Fu Jinghen.

It’s undeniable, some people are born with heaven’s favor.

The man in front of her was not only handsome but also had an impeccable physique.

Broad shoulders, a straight back, even the curve of the back of his head was perfect.

"Wipe your drool."