CHAPTER 374: CHAPTER 372: QIAOQIAO IS NOT JUST ANYONE

Wen Shu finished speaking, nodded at the two of them, and then went to find her car.

Wen Qiao watched Wen Shu leave until she disappeared around the corner, only then did she look away.

Her eyebrows, usually curved, flattened instantly. Wen Qiao raised her head to meet Fu Jinghen’s faintly smiling eyes and pinched his arm annoyedly, "What are you laughing at? Did she message you? Do you two still have each other on WeChat?"

With each question, Wen Qiao pinched his arm harder and her tone grew sharper.

"No," Fu Jinghen took her hand down and led her towards the car, "She added me, but the reason is explained in the friend request note. I just replied with ’Hmm’, I didn’t accept it."

Wen Qiao hummed twice, "That’s more like it. I’m telling you, you can’t just casually add women outside."

Fu Jinghen opened the passenger door for her to get in and then asked, "What about you, then? Have you added men from outside?"

"Nope." Wen Qiao got in and fastened her seatbelt, "Am I that kind of casual person?"

At this moment, Wen Qiao had completely forgotten that she had just accepted Shi Koufan’s friend request yesterday.

Fu Jinghen leaned in, fastened the other end of the seatbelt, then looked at Wen Qiao, "Yep, our Qiaoqiao is definitely not that kind of casual person."

"....."

No.

Just talk, why are you so close to me?

Wen Qiao looked at the man, who was so close they couldn’t even fit a fist between them, and her breathing involuntarily slowed, slightly stammering, "Right, right, exactly, then why even ask."

Fu Jinghen chuckled softly, inching closer to Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao heard her heartbeat, clear and louder, swallowed, and her eyelashes fluttered rapidly. She didn’t know if she should close her eyes.

Just as she decided to close her eyes in preparation for Fu Jinghen’s kiss landing on her lips, along with another soft chuckle from the man, the hot breath spraying on her face suddenly disappeared, and the shadow looming over her vanished.

She opened her eyes to hear the sound of the car door closing, synchronized perfectly with her heartbeat.

And the man who caused her accelerated heartbeat and arrhythmic pulse was now walking around the passenger side to the driver’s side.

???

Fuck!

Damn man!

To come so close without kissing!

Fishing for reactions?!

As the sound of the seatbelt clicking filled the car, Wen Qiao took a deep breath and turned to look over.

Fu Jinghen, sensing her gaze, looked up, "What’s the matter?"

What’s the matter?

You tell me what’s the matter?

How can you look at me with those innocent eyes, and ask what’s the matter?

Good.

Really good.

Exceptionally good.

Wen Qiao clenched her molars tight and breathed out each word firmly, "Nothing’s, the, matter."

After speaking, she abruptly turned her head towards the window, leaving Fu Jinghen with a view of her elegant nape.

Fu Jinghen held back his laughter, started the car, and drove towards the set.

The hotel was not far from the set, about a ten-minute drive.

Throughout those ten minutes, Wen Qiao didn’t let Fu Jinghen see her face, presenting only the back of her head.

She felt like she had the word "annoyed" plastered all over her, and this mood spread throughout the car; even a blind man like Fu Jinghen should be able to feel it.

But surprisingly, the man seemed to have a sensory malfunction and didn’t notice a thing.

Moreover, he didn’t speak a single word throughout those ten minutes.

After ten minutes, Fu Jinghen finally spoke, "We’re here."

"....."

I fucking see it!

No need to say!