My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 302 - 300: What do you mean by that?

"Seriously, is it the photographer’s fault, the angle, or President Fu’s problem? Why does every photo of either Jiang Wei or Wen Shu, President Fu always looks so affectionate?"

That’s fucking coincidental, isn’t it? She was curious about this too. If it were Fu Jinghen’s problem, wouldn’t he look deeply affectionate even at a dog?

Not long after, the phone rang again. It was Fu Jinghen calling, and there was still one minute left before the time she had given him.

Wen Qiao picked up, "What, calling right on time?"

"The video has been sent to your phone, and the statement has been released; everything’s cleaned up on Weibo. Go have a look."

Wen Qiao froze for a moment, her initial indifference faded, and she murmured, "That fast?"

"Fast?"

Hearing Wen Qiao’s tone return to normal, Fu Jinghen’s mood also relaxed, and he chuckled, "Which aspect are you referring to?"

"What aspect?"

Hearing the other end of the phone’s ambiguous laughter, Wen Qiao realized what he meant and stiffened her face, "President Fu, let me remind you, the issue is not resolved, and I’m still angry. If you keep this up, you’re going to get a red card."

"Okay, then go watch the video I sent you first, then come back and convict me."

Wen Qiao didn’t hang up the call but minimized the call screen and opened WeChat. At the top was a message from Fu Jing sent two minutes ago.

There were two videos in total.

The first video showed staff members pushing a cart loaded with goods, and the top box on the cart toppled over. Fu Jinghen reached out and pulled Wen Shu aside. Wen Shu, caught off guard, didn’t stabilize in time and steadied herself by holding onto Fu Jinghen.

The second video was of Fu Jinghen and Wen Shu standing in an elevator, about a person’s distance apart. Wen Qiao saw Wen Shu’s mouth move, as if she said something to Fu Jinghen.

Since the video had no audio, Wen Qiao directly asked Fu Jinghen, "What did Wen Shu say to you in the elevator?"

"She didn’t say much," Fu Jinghen recalled, "Just apologized to me."

Wen Qiao huffed, "Not bad, huh? Remembering so clearly what she said."

Fu Jinghen: "..."

Maybe he shouldn’t have answered that question.

Fu Jinghen cleared his throat, "Actually, I don’t remember very clearly what she said at the time."

"Oh." Wen Qiao’s voice turned cold again, "So were you just lying to me?"

Fu Jinghen: "..."

No.

Was it better to play dumb at this time?

Just as this thought crossed his mind, Wen Qiao’s fierce voice came through, "Don’t play dumb with me, speak."

Wen Qiao switched to Weibo, refreshing the page while barking at Fu Jing.

Fu Jing must have bought trending searches, because the corporate statement released by the FS Group two minutes ago had already surged to the top of the hot searches, and it was in a prominent position.

@FSOfficialWeibo: Recent online rumors regarding our company’s president, Mr. Fu Jinghen, are false. The video is proof that Mr. Fu Jinghen only kindly pulled Ms. Wen Shu aside to prevent a box from hitting her. We urge netizens not to overinterpret the situation.

Mr. Fu Jinghen’s relationship with FS’s entertainment subsidiary Huasong Media’s released artist Jiang Wei and Huasong Media artist Wen Shu are merely that of a normal superior and subordinate. The inappropriate comments and wild speculations of netizens have disrupted Mr. Fu Jinghen’s normal life and infringed upon his rights. Our company reserves all rights to pursue legal action.

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