My Superstar Wife Is So Popular

Chapter 665 - 564: Thank-you Gift

Wen Qiao glanced at him, thought for a moment, raised two fingers together, touched them to her lips, and then patted Fu Jinghen’s face, "Here, your reward."After speaking, she poked Fu Jinghen’s cheek, seizing the opportunity to steal a little affection.

Fu Jinghen caught her hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss, "And here’s my thank you."

Every time Fu Jinghen kissed her fingers, Wen Qiao would blush for a little while. She withdrew her hand and, lowering her eyes to the flowers cradled in her arms, muttered softly, "No need to thank me."

Fu Jinghen, steering the wheel, pointed towards the storage compartment on Wen Qiao’s side, "If you’re hungry, eat something first to tide you over."

Wen Qiao glanced at him, turned, and pulled open the storage compartment, which was packed with snacks.

She paused, blinking, "Did you prepare these for me specially?"

"Mhm." Fu Jinghen glanced at her, "Who else would I prepare them for aside from you?"

"....."

True.

Wen Qiao flipped through the attractive-looking snacks in the storage, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

They seemed just like the ones at her home.

She shook them in front of Fu Jinghen, "These things?"

Fu Jinghen knew what she wanted to ask and met her gaze with a nod, "They’re all the same as those in your apartment."

Because Wen Qiao couldn’t really control her cravings, this had always been a headache for Jiang Yao. Although she currently had a physique that didn’t easily gain weight, all people who don’t gain weight say that before they actually put on weight—it’s better to be prepared for the unexpected.

To satisfy her own desires, she had scavenged an assortment of low-fat snacks, and some were even brought from abroad by Jiang Yao.

Fu Jinghen had meticulously restored them in his car, which must have taken some time.

Wen Qiao pursed her lips, inhaling the fragrance of champagne roses, suddenly feeling an urge to cry.

Fu Jinghen was really too good to her.

In fact, when she thought about it carefully, aside from the annulment of the engagement, Fu Jinghen seemed to have never let her feel sad, never made her cry, and never once denied her any request—whatever she wanted, he gave.

No matter if it was her initial desire for a secret marriage, or up to now, her continuous refusal to reconcile with him, Fu Jinghen had never pressured her about anything.

On the other hand, she herself, when angered, would show him a cold face or even redirect her rage towards others onto him, yet he never complained and always tolerated her, her pettiness, her unreasonable demands, and all of her.

Sometimes, he would even play along with her sudden dramatic impulses.

Whether it was at the beginning when there was no emotional foundation between them, the time she hugged him to show off in front of Jiang Wei, or yesterday at the club—Fu Jinghen, fully aware that with her personality she would never let herself suffer any grievances, still chose to go along with her act of feigning weakness, steadfastly supporting her from behind.

He, who had never been in a relationship and lacked experience with women, would slowly explore ways to get along with her, serenading her with romantic songs on the show in front of so many viewers, and preparing these little surprises for her in daily life.

At the same time, he devoted all his patience and attentiveness to her, remembering her preferences, the brands of her snacks, her tastes, remembering everything about her.

On reflecting, it seemed that apart from affection, she hadn’t done anything for Fu Jinghen.