My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 887 - 885: Bargaining

Huo Mutian skillfully skirted around the coffee table in front and ran behind the sofa, maintaining a safe distance from Wen Qiao: "You definitely won’t miss out on the pay, as for being caught off guard, don’t you think reacting on the spot is the best test of whether an actor is qualified?"

"You’re talking nonsense!"

Wen Qiao coughed twice from being too agitated and continued: "What reacting on the spot, I was completely kept in the dark from start to finish!"

Huo Mutian advised: "Calm down, calm down. Look, you’re coughing. If anything happens to you, Fu Jinghen is going to be out for my blood."

Wen Qiao knew her health wasn’t great, and there was no need to get angry because of Huo Mutian; it wasn’t worth it.

She patted her chest, recovered her breath, sat on the sofa, coughed twice again, and glared at Huo Mutian: "After seeing the trending search, he’ll come looking for you too."

Jiang Yao and Xiao Chu, who were still standing at the door, saw Wen Qiao go in and sit down, also carried their luggage into the room and closed the door to avoid attracting others.

"I know I didn’t handle this well, I will definitely compensate you two as a couple!" Huo Mutian promised, patting his chest.

"Who cares about your compensation! Get the trending search down for me immediately."

After Wen Qiao finished speaking, she reached for the orange on the coffee table and started peeling it.

"Don’t rush; it cost a lot of money to buy. I haven’t even confirmed if people have seen it yet; taking it down now would be a considerable loss." Huo Mutian negotiated, "Dear sister, please help me this one time, I’ll definitely remember this favor."

"With such a grand gesture," Wen Qiao asked him, "is it for Fang Qinghe?"

"If I told you, would you not be angry anymore?"

Wen Qiao shook a finger: "You don’t have room to haggle now."

Huo Mutian stood behind the sofa observing for a while, and only after seeing that Wen Qiao’s mood had seemed to calm down, slowly rounded to the front and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, a yellowish thing flew over to him.

Huo Mutian instinctively caught it, took a closer look, and found it was an orange peel thrown by Wen Qiao.

Knowing he was in the wrong, he said nothing after catching the peel and threw it into the trash can.

Wen Qiao kicked him, and Huo Mutian gave her a glance, reluctantly responding with "hm."

Wen Qiao immediately said sarcastically, "Ohh, hasn’t Young Mr. Huo always been at ease among women? Since when does he need to resort to such childish tactics to chase a woman?"

"Eat your orange." Huo Mutian broke off a section of the orange and stuffed it into Wen Qiao’s mouth, "I told you, you have to help me this time, I’ll surely compensate you afterward."

"Then say it," Wen Qiao swallowed the orange, gave him a sideways glance, "what compensation?"

"..."

Actually, he was just saying things in the heat of the moment, and now that he was asked for specifics, Huo Mutian hadn’t really thought it through.

"You’re not trying to stall, are you?"

Huo Mutian: "Absolutely not, when have I ever given anyone a blank check?"

Wen Qiao: "Then say it, what compensation."

Huo Mutian pondered for a moment, recalling the matter Wen Qiao mentioned earlier about making their relationship public, clapped his thigh: "I got it, you said you were going public soon, right? Then you’ll definitely be getting married, right? A wedding needs a venue, right? I’ll provide the venue for free, you can arrange it however you like."