My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 294 - 292: If She Can’t Buy It, She’ll Make a Scene

Fu Jinghen suggested, "If you’re willing, Qin Xiang can take care of you."

"He? Pull the other one." Ruochun glanced at Qin Xiang, who seemed boneless as he lay next to her playing video games. Angrily, she shoved a large piece of durian layer cake into her mouth and mumbled, "This durian layer cake was his idea to buy, I’ll rely on myself."

Hearing Ruochun mention him, Qin Xiang looked up from his game and saw her stuffing a large piece of cake into her mouth.

"Are you trying to choke yourself? No one’s competing with you; slow down. Hey, Ah Chun, why are you kicking people?"

Listening to Qin Xiang’s shouting over the phone, Fu Jinghen chuckled lightly. He was about to say something when the Boss Lady told him his cheese pudding was ready.

Ruochun perked up at this, "It’s ready? Is he coming back then? Should I go pick it up later?"

"No," Fu Jinghen stood and walked to the bar, "Wait for her to wake up before you come."

Rejected without mercy, Ruochun sighed deeply, "Got it, goodbye."

Fu Jinghen paid, took the packed cheese pudding, and walked out of the little store.

The group of girls, who had been watching him since he walked in, now eagerly discussed as they watched him leave.

"I told you he was buying it for his girlfriend!"

"Ahhh! She wants pudding, and he just goes out to buy it, and even tells people not to disturb her sleep. What kind of fairy-tale love is this?"

"And, and, did you hear? He just bought all the flavors of cheese pudding."

"That’s normal for him. When he walked in, I thought he was going to buy the whole store."

"I just sneaked a photo of this top-quality handsome guy from his back and profile."

"Send it to me, send it to me. Don’t keep it to yourself if we’re sisters."

"No, from now on, we’re not sisters anymore."

"......"

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"President Fu?"

Fu Jinghen had just pressed the elevator button and was waiting for it to arrive when he heard someone call him; turning his head, he saw Wen Shu looking at him with slight surprise.

Fu Jinghen nodded at her in greeting.

Still surprised, Wen Shu observed the transparent bag in Fu Jinghen’s hand, bearing the logo of a dessert shop from the snack street behind the hotel, and asked, "President Fu, do you also like desserts from this shop?"

"Not really, Wen Qiao wanted it."

"Oh," Wen Shu nodded, then suddenly exclaimed, tilting her body slightly, "Aren’t celebrities supposed to care a lot about their figure? Is it okay for Wen Qiao to eat such high-calorie desserts?"

"It can’t be helped." Remembering the young girl’s antics to lure him into buying these desserts not long ago, a smile unwittingly spread across Fu Jinghen’s face, "If I don’t buy them, she’ll make a fuss."

Wen Shu smiled knowingly and fell silent.

"Watch out, watch out."

A deep voice rang out beside them, and Wen Shu instinctively turned her head to look. In her field of vision, a beige colossal object was hurtling toward her.

She froze in place, forgetting to react.

Just as the box was about to hit her, her wrist tightened, and her body was yanked backward.

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