My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 835 - 833: The Little White Rabbit Strikes Back
"...Didn’t do anything."
Lin Ruochun lowered her head, the toes curled up under her dress slowly relaxed, and the heart thumping in her chest also gradually returned to its normal pace.
After she realized her feelings for Qin Xiang, she never acted coy around him again.
After so many years, she was indeed nervous.
Even if she didn’t say it, looking at her unnatural expression, Wen Qiao could still guess roughly what was happening. She laughed, "The little bunny learned to fight back? Not bad, not bad, you’re teachable."
Lin Ruochun glanced at her and quickly lowered her head again, her mind a bit jumbled.
Wen Qiao, on the other hand, looked at her ever-changing and amusing expressions with a mischievous grin.
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Perhaps it was because Lin Ruochun’s flirtation had too strong an effect; it wasn’t until the award ceremony was about to start that Qin Xiang finally came back.
Qin Xiang handed the seating chart to Lin Ruochun, "Here, for you."
Lin Ruochun took it and immediately turned her head, presenting it to Wen Qiao like a treasure, "For you."
Qin Xiang: "..."
He tugged on the little bun on the back of Lin Ruochun’s head to turn her head back towards him, "Hey, why are you so attentive to her?"
"Where am I being attentive?" Lin Ruochun slapped his hand away, "Don’t mess with my hair, if you mess it up, you’re dead."
Qin Xiang: "..."
Fine.
The phrase ’burning bridges’ was indeed played out clearly by this little girl.
Wen Qiao, sitting on Lin Ruochun’s other side, waved the seating chart at him, "Thanks, President Qin."
Qin Xiang grunted with a blank face, "No need to thank me." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
If it weren’t for Lin Ruochun being between them, who would bother to run errands for her?
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A few minutes before the award ceremony started, Jiang Yao slipped in and handed a fluffy shawl to Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao was a bit surprised, "Where did you find this thing?"
"Your man was worried about you being cold, so he asked someone to bring it to you." Jiang Yao crouched over, handing her clutch to Wen Qiao as well, "Here’s your phone, mind your manners, and don’t play with it once the ceremony starts."
"I know, I know."
Wen Qiao was quite puzzled. Was she that worrisome, to the extent of pushing the youthful 25-year-old Jiang Yao into behaving like a 52-year-old fussing mom?
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The award ceremony itself was quite boring, apart from listening to the host engage in banter with the stars onstage and offstage, and watching the award-winning stars go up to receive their awards and recite their long-prepared speeches.
Wen Qiao currently had no works to her name and had not received any relevant awards, while Lin Ruochun got up midway to go on stage and collect an award, and Wen Qiao’s rear remained firmly planted in her seat.
Before each award was presented, a compilation of clips featuring the nominated actors in their film and television roles would play on the large screen on stage.
When the Emerging Actor Award was about to be presented, Wen Shu was among the nominees, and her clips from "Ju Lian" played on the large screen for about three or four seconds.
Lin Ruochun was originally watching the screen intently, but as soon as she saw Wen Shu’s image appear, she immediately turned her head, whispering to Wen Qiao, "At next year’s Jinhua Award, you have to take this award and let her choke on it, you hear me?"
Listening to Lin Ruochun’s fury-laden words, Wen Qiao chuckled, "I don’t even care about this award; if she likes it, she can have it. By the time the next Jinhua Award comes around, I’ll bring back the Best Female Lead trophy for you to play with."
