My Superstar Wife Is So Popular

Chapter 409 - 407: Are the Flowers Beautiful or the Person?

Fu Jinghen looked at her and remained silent."Fine," Wen Qiao pouted. "I’ll just shut up."

"I know."

"Know what?" Wen Qiao didn’t catch on immediately.

Fu Jinghen didn’t explain to her and simply said, "Don’t worry, you won’t be left out in the cold."

"Eh?" Wen Qiao blinked at him. "Could it be you..."

Fu Jinghen smiled. "Just what you’re thinking."

Wen Qiao slowly uttered an "Oh," turned her head, and giggled with pursed lips. Fresh chapters posted on ????????????????????⚫????????????????⚫????????????

He really was a closet tease.

The scene became a bit chaotic for a moment, and the live broadcast even experienced a blackout and silence for two minutes. When the staff finally brought the camera back, the audience saw a scene of the guests lining up to draw funds.

To get back at Wen Qiao, the staff had her go last.

Wen Qiao looked at the staff’s bitterly resentful expression, patted the red envelope in her hand, and said, "I think you’re secretly pleased. By making me go last, there’s bound to be the least amount in here."

The staff choked. "Please, just shut up."

Following the principle of "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you" that Fu Jinghen had taught her, Wen Qiao nodded, "Alright, alright, I’ll shut up. Don’t cry."

Staff: "....."

You’re the one crying!

Under the exhausted gaze of the staff, the five designated couples finally set off on their dates.

Each couple was accompanied by a photographer. The live broadcast screen was divided into five sections, and the production team posted links to each couple’s live stream on their official blog, so viewers could choose which to watch.

They also launched a vote on the official blog using the couples’ names as options because they hadn’t settled on names for each couple yet.

The route and destination of each couple’s date were left flexible.

Stepping out of the recording site and seeing the round arch covered in roses, Wen Qiao was slightly surprised. "Playing it this romantic?"

"Do you like it?" asked Fu Jinghen.

"It’s alright. After all, few girls dislike these completely impractical but mood-lifting things." Wen Qiao picked a rose from the arch and pinned it on her ear. "Does it look nice?"

"Beautiful."

Wen Qiao probed further, "Which is more beautiful, the flower or the person?"

Fu Jinghen, with her reflection in his eyes, paused for a moment. "Both are beautiful."

Wen Qiao clicked her tongue dissatisfiedly but didn’t make it difficult for Fu Jinghen.

There were still others watching, after all.

She bent down to open the red envelope that the staff had left for her last, muttering, "Let me tell you, according to the production team’s usual principle of never letting me have it easy, our funds are definitely the least—"

Taking out the one hundred yuan bill from the envelope, Wen Qiao wore an "I knew it" expression. "See?"

Fu Jinghen didn’t seem to mind. "Where do you want to go?"

Wen Qiao had never been to Yun City and didn’t know what was fun here. "I don’t know."

"Have you been to Yun City before?" she asked.

"I came here a long time ago, after graduating high school," Fu Jinghen thought for a moment. "I’ll plan today’s itinerary."

Wen Qiao handed him the one hundred yuan somewhat worriedly. "But based on President Fu’s value, one hundred yuan probably isn’t even enough for a meal for you, right? How are we going to spend it for two people?"

To prevent outside assistance, the production team had collected their phones before the live broadcast.