CHAPTER 648: CHAPTER 647: TATTLING

Wen Qiao looked at them and asked, "Why are you guys also this late?"

"No, we got here early." Lin Ruochun pulled out a chair and sat down next to Wen Qiao. "Then just now, there was a little mishap, so I had Qin Xiang go out and buy something with me."

Being women, Lin Ruochun mentioned the mishap, and Wen Qiao understood what kind of mishap it was.

Lin Ruochun selectively ignored Wen Qiao’s suggestive gaze and switched the topic. "Just now, what was Cheng Jue’s reaction when she saw you and my brother appear together? I can’t believe I missed that scene. Tell me about it."

Qin Xiang arrived at the table just in time to hear this and tapped her head with his car keys, "Why are you so nosy?"

"Mind your own business." Lin Ruochun rolled her eyes. "Men who get involved too much can be annoying."

"Now you find me annoying again?" Qin Xiang walked over to Fu Jinghen, pulled out a chair, and sat down. "How come you didn’t say I was annoying when you asked me to take you shopping just now?"

"..."

Lin Ruochun smartly ignored Qin Xiang and shook Wen Qiao’s arm, urging her. "What was the reaction?"

Wen Qiao smiled and pointed at Fu Jinghen. "Look at his expression now; it’s pretty similar to when we first arrived and he saw Cheng Jue. You can probably imagine what her reaction was, right?"

Lin Ruochun followed Wen Qiao’s pointing and saw a face void of expression.

Okay.

She probably knew what Cheng Jue’s reaction was.

She fell silent and let go of Wen Qiao’s arm.

To make up for her earlier errant topic, Lin Ruochun quickly rummaged through her memory, tattling to Fu Jinghen. "Brother, I’m telling you, you better step up your game. Wen Qiao’s admirers aren’t just the few you’ve seen."

A flicker of emotion crossed Fu Jinghen’s face, "What do you mean?"

"I knew she wouldn’t tell you." Lin Ruochun pointed at Wen Qiao, without the slightest sisterly affection, and ratted her out. "For a while, someone kept sending roses to our set, red roses at that, a whole big bunch every time. They really spent a lot."

Wen Qiao widened her eyes, "That’s such an old story, why are you snitching now?"

Fu Jinghen tightened his grip on Wen Qiao’s hand, "So, what Ruochun said is true?"

Wen Qiao felt a little guilty, "... Yeah, I guess."

Fu Jinghen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Yeah, I guess?"

"..."

Wait a minute, what was she feeling guilty about?

So what if she had admirers?

They hadn’t even made up yet, how could Fu Jinghen already be acting like the legitimate partner?

Just as Wen Qiao was about to say something, accompanied by a burst of cheering, Cheng Jue, who had finished collecting his birthday gifts, also rushed in.

He headed straight for Fu Jinghen and excitedly hugged him, "Brother Fu, from now on, you’re my real brother. If you tell me to go east, I’ll never go west. If you ask me to descend a mountain of knives, I definitely won’t jump into a frying pan!"

Everyone was a bit baffled by Cheng Jue’s sudden declaration of loyalty, and Wen Qiao looked at him with a hint of mocking. "Since you’ve already hugged him, why not give him a kiss too?"

"That won’t do." Cheng Jue’s smile made his eyes squint to mere slits, nearly concealing his pupils. "My brother would despise me."

A cold voice from Fu Jinghen followed, "Knowing you’ll be despised, aren’t you going to let go quickly?"

If Fu Jinghen had spoken to Cheng Jue in this tone in the past, he would have immediately transformed into a pitiful little thing, but now things were different.