CHAPTER 651: CHAPTER 650: ADDING FUEL TO THE FIRE

Wen Qiao tapped on her chest, "Only when you get rid of the implants inside can you try seducing him."

She took two steps forward, closing the gap between herself and the other woman, and said with a hint of pity, "Compared to me, you are a bit shorter, but it’s not a big deal. After all, not everyone can have a figure as good as mine."

Taking another step, she remembered something and added, "Oh right, he likes young and tender girls like me, sister."

The word "sister" rolled off Wen Qiao’s tongue lightly, as if she didn’t care about them at all.

Having said that, Wen Qiao couldn’t be bothered to look at their pale faces anymore and walked out of the restroom with light steps.

Unexpectedly, just a few steps from the door, she saw Fu Jinghen, slightly startled, "Why did you come here?"

"I was worried you couldn’t find your way back, so I came to wait for you."

Fu Jinghen reached out to hold her hand, "What took you so long?"

"I dealt with one of your rotten peaches," Wen Qiao looked at Fu Jinghen with a look that sought praise, "It was a piece of cake, no need to thank me too much."

Fu Jinghen didn’t care about any rotten peach, "Were you bullied?"

Wen Qiao was about to say no, but hearing footsteps behind her, she immediately threw herself into Fu Jinghen’s arms, grabbing his hand to place it on her waist just in case he couldn’t react fast enough. Looking up at him pitifully, she said, "They didn’t bully me, just said some unpleasant things, but it’s okay, I can handle it..."

...

At first, Fu Jinghen truly didn’t realize what act Wen Qiao was putting on, but upon seeing the two women at the restroom entrance, he understood.

Knowing Wen Qiao was putting on a show, Fu Jinghen happily played along, his arm around her waist, hand stroking her hair, "What did they say?"

Wen Qiao bit her lip, hesitating as if reluctant to speak, then words tumbled out like spilling beans, "They said... said you didn’t really like me, and our engagement was just to take advantage of me to elevate your career. They also said we were just pretending in public, each playing our own game in private, and that you despise me because almost nobody knows about my relationship with you."

Wen Qiao did not mention that one of the women had her sights on Fu Jinghen.

The two women standing at the restroom entrance: "..."

What the hell, why is she even adding fuel to the fire?

Isn’t she exaggerating a bit too much?

Fu Jinghen glanced coldly at those two women, then his gaze softened as he looked down.

"Didn’t you tell them it was you who wanted to keep the marriage secret, not giving me a title?" he asked.

Wen Qiao blinked, "I forgot..."

Fu Jinghen tapped her nose, "It seems I need to treat you even better in the future to avoid such misunderstandings."

Caught off-guard and forgetting she was still acting, Wen Qiao stopped maintaining her pitiful look and glared at Fu Jinghen, "So you’re saying you haven’t been trying your best to be good to me, huh?"

Fu Jinghen: "..."

His girl really had a unique and fast way of catching issues.

Seeing Fu Jinghen silent, Wen Qiao grabbed his suit jacket fiercely, "Great, so you’ve been holding back."

Fu Jinghen, thinking of something, nodded, "Indeed, I’ve been holding back."

Wen Qiao’s eyes widened even further.