CHAPTER 373: CHAPTER 371: NOT HERE TO SEE YOU

"President Fu, running errands for me is exhausting. Here’s your reward—a kiss as sweet as milk. No need to be polite."

After that, Wen Qiao grabbed her clothes and dashed back to the bedroom.

The sound of footsteps disappeared along with the door closing.

Fu Jinghen stayed bent over for a while before he finally came to his senses.

He lifted his hand, his thumb gently brushing the corner of his lips.

A low chuckle escaped from his throat after a moment.

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After getting ready, Fu Jinghen drove Wen Qiao to the film set.

All the way, Wen Qiao chattered about the interesting things that happened during yesterday’s show recording.

Fu Jinghen quietly listened, occasionally responding to show he was paying attention.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, where the "Red Makeup" crew was located.

As the elevator doors opened, Wen Qiao’s eyes met with the person outside.

Wen Shu walked in, nodded at Wen Qiao as a greeting, "Good morning."

Wen Qiao replied, "Morning."

Wen Shu looked towards Fu Jinghen, "President Fu is here to see Qiaoqiao again?"

In her heart, Wen Qiao muttered: My fiancé must be here to see me, definitely not to see you.

Fu Jinghen hummed in response, then felt a scratch in the palm of his hand.

He looked down at Wen Qiao, adjusting her slightly crooked mask, "What’s wrong?"

Her voice was muffled by the mask, "Nothing."

Just didn’t want you talking to her.

Fu Jinghen smiled, pinching her curled hand, "Behave, don’t make a fuss."

"Oh."

Wen Shu watched their intimate interaction with downcast eyes.

The elevator reached the basement floor, Wen Shu stepped aside, letting Fu Jinghen and Wen Qiao exit first, following behind them.

Wen Qiao, unbothered, thanked her and grabbed Fu Jinghen’s hand to leave.

They had just stepped out when they heard Wen Shu calling from behind.

"President Fu."

What? What’s going on?

Why is she calling Fu Jinghen?

Wen Qiao’s mind tensed involuntarily.

She and Fu Jinghen stopped and turned around.

Wen Shu approached, stopping a step away from them, "I just wanted to ask if you saw the message I sent last time?"

Message? What message?

Wen Qiao turned to look at Fu Jinghen.

Wen Shu caught Wen Qiao’s action and continued, "About the trending issue last time, I really implicated you. So I asked Ah Ming for your WeChat. But I still felt I should apologize in person."

What? What the hell.

If anyone should be apologizing, shouldn’t it be to me, as you were both trending together?

Wen Qiao thought of pulling away from Fu Jinghen’s grip but considering Wen Shu was present, she couldn’t let her see any signs of discord.

She leaned closer to Fu Jinghen, her other hand climbing up his arm, snuggling against him like a little bird clinging to its mate, her eyes smiling brightly outside the mask, "Sister Shu, I’ve told you before, Jinghen really doesn’t mind. You shouldn’t feel too guilty, we both know you were a victim too."

"Plus, he’s always so busy, trivial things or people can’t bother him, don’t you think?"

Wen Shu’s expression didn’t change, seemingly not catching the insinuation in Wen Qiao’s words. She nodded, "You’re right."

"I just thought saying it in person would be better. Since neither President Fu nor you minded, then let’s consider this matter completely settled. I’ll be leaving now."