CHAPTER 610: CHAPTER 608: WIFE RAN AWAY

Wen Qiao wore a proud expression on her face, "Can’t help it, my personal charm is just too outstanding."

The two of them chatted and laughed as they walked toward the grand hall of the event, not bothering to avoid the journalists present.

As they stepped onto the last staircase, a commotion arose from behind and Wen Qiao turned her head as if she sensed something, looking back.

Upon seeing who it was, Wen Qiao arched her eyebrow.

Huo Mutian’s guess was spot on, Fu Jinghen had indeed brought a woman to accompany him to the banquet.

That almost-uttered "He won’t" still echoed in her ears, but Wen Qiao didn’t feel the slightest annoyance from being proved wrong.

Huo Mutian noticed Wen Qiao’s pause, stopped as well, and looked back with her. A flicker of surprise crossed his face when he saw the woman beside Fu Jinghen, "He surely kept a card up his sleeve, I forgot Fu Jinghen has a sister."

Fu Qiang walked forward arm-in-arm with Fu Jinghen under the spotlight, her champagne-colored gown flowing gracefully, her hair pinned up at the back of her head, and wearing the FS debut generation diamond necklace across her chest, exuding an aura of elegance and sophistication.

With their every step closer, Fu Qiang’s features became increasingly clearer to Wen Qiao.

Fu Qiang, often traveling abroad, had only crossed paths with Wen Qiao briefly during the engagement party, but her attention and affection for the event had been enough for Wen Qiao to sense her significance and fondness.

The original work barely dwelled on Fu Qiang, mentioning only in passing that she was a powerful woman. Yet, it’s amazing how fate works between people; Wen Qiao and Fu Qiang had truly spent only about ten minutes together, but that was enough for Wen Qiao to grow fond of this sister.

She hadn’t expected to see her again, her hand in another man’s.

As soon as Fu Jinghen got out of the car and spotted Wen Qiao, he couldn’t take his eyes off her, prompting Fu Qiang to remark with a touch of exasperation, "Look, the wife’s run off, right? She won’t even accompany you to the dinner, and you have to drag me along as your date."

When Fu Qiang managed FS, she was a legend of high society. She and Fu Jinghen bore a strong resemblance, except her features and presence were softer, while he appeared more rugged.

It was hard to imagine, just by looking at Fu Qiang’s gentle appearance, that she had once been a Chairman Fu who dominated the business world and stood unyielding among men.

After Fu Jinghen took over FS, Fu Qiang stepped back and gradually faded from public view. Her first appearance after so many years was just as shocking to everyone as seeing Wen Qiao and Huo Mutian standing together.

Listening to Fu Qiang’s schadenfreude, Fu Jinghen’s eyes darkened, "That’s because she had already agreed to someone else, not because she was unwilling to be my date."

Fu Qiang nodded with an air of indifference, "Alright, alright, whatever you say."

Fu Jinghen: "..."

Sure enough, asking his sister to be his date was just asking for trouble.

Both Fu Jinghen’s and Fu Qiang’s gaze fell on Wen Qiao; the man’s look was intense and unavoidable, while the woman’s was laced with a gentle smile, kindly watching over Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao ignored Fu Jinghen’s piercing gaze and nodded slightly towards Fu Qiang.

Without attracting attention, Huo Mutian subtly tugged at her arm, "Let’s go. There are too many prying eyes here, and the reporters’ noses are keener than dogs’. If they sniff out anything, who knows how they might concoct stories about you."

"Okay."

Wen Qiao withdrew her gaze and walked into the venue shoulder-to-shoulder with Huo Mutian.

Watching their retreating figures, Fu Jinghen’s expression darkened.

Throughout it all, Wen Qiao hadn’t given him a single glance.