My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 812 - 810: Calling the Police

Looking at the man who was getting closer, Wen Qiao opened her mouth slightly, feeling a bit uneasy. It was the first time she had seen this side of Jinghen.

"I’m fine, don’t worry about me."

Jinghen remained silent, not saying a word, as he draped the suit jacket over her and then bent down, slipping his arm under her knees, picking her up horizontally.

The crowd parted to the sides, making way.

Qin Xiang turned his head to look at the man lying on the ground and poked him twice with the tip of his shoe: "Still breathing?"

Wang Shunze rushed over upon hearing the news, and seeing the situation before him, his heart almost stopped after pounding all the way there.

He recognized Qin Xiang and approached nervously, asking, "President Qin, where are Younger Fu and Miss Wen?"

"They should have gone back." Qin Xiang looked at Wang Shunze and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang, your venue’s security isn’t very good, huh? How come anyone can get in?"

"Yes, yes, yes." A fine cold sweat appeared on Wang Shunze’s forehead: "It was our oversight. We will handle it and get to the bottom of this to provide an explanation. Please rest assured, President Qin, and Younger Fu."

"I’ll leave it to you then."

"Alright, alright." Wang Shunze nodded continuously in agreement.

Qin Xiang reached out to take Lin Ruochun, leading her away from the chaotic corner.

As they passed the man sprawled on the ground, Lin Ruochun couldn’t help but kick him. The pointed toe of her high heel just so happened to hit the wound he got from the beating, and even in unconsciousness, the man flinched in pain, moving his finger.

Seeing this, Qin Xiang clicked his tongue, pulled her into his arms, and firmly led her forward: "Why are you kicking him? I got you such a beautiful pair of shoes, not for kicking people. Aren’t you afraid they’ll get dirty?"

"Take care, President Qin."

After sending off Qin Xiang, Wang Shunze pointed at the man on the ground, instructing the people behind him: "Call the police, take him away, and no one is allowed to leak a word about today’s events."

- 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Jinghen carried Wen Qiao back to the lounge, with Xiao Chu carrying Wen Qiao’s handbag and following them.

On the way, people kept glancing over, but neither had any mood to care about them.

Jinghen kicked open the door of the lounge, and everyone inside turned to look.

Seeing that Wen Qiao was being carried back by Jinghen, they were all stunned.

Jiang Yao was the first to stand up, "What happened?"

"It’s nothing." Wen Qiao hadn’t gathered her emotions and didn’t want to say much, especially with Zhou Yang, an outsider, present, so she lightly brushed it off: "Just a minor accident."

The people inside weren’t fools; just by looking at the hostility on Jinghen’s face, they could guess it was more than just a "minor accident."

Zhou Yang, also aware of the situation, slapped his forehead, "Oh dear, I forgot something in the car. I’ll go get it. The driver hasn’t left, right?"

Jiang Yao shook her head, "No, go ahead."

"Alright."

Zhou Yang left the lounge and closed the door behind him.

Jinghen placed Wen Qiao on the sofa, knelt in front of her, and looked up at her, "Did you get hurt anywhere?"

"No." Wen Qiao noticed a bit of blood on his crisp white shirt and hesitated a bit.

Seeing this, Jinghen instinctively lowered his voice, "Were you scared?"

"A bit." Wen Qiao nodded honestly, "I was scared by you. It’s the first time I saw you hit someone."

"I—"

"Super manly." Wen Qiao interrupted Jinghen, excitedly saying, "Turns out that physique isn’t just for show, huh."