My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 304 - 302: Let the vast number of netizens know that I am your person

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Chapter 304: Chapter 302: Let the vast number of netizens know that I am your person

But Fu Jinghen had never really given any straightforward response, not because he was inactive, but because he found it too bothersome to bother.

Normally, although Fu Jinghen didn’t come off as cold when interacting with others, he wasn’t exactly warm and fuzzy either.

He was a proud man; if he was to issue a warning statement just because some random Tom, Dick, or Harry provocated him, it wouldn’t even be worth the lost dignity.

Furthermore, those who blatantly chased clout deserved to be ignored. By giving them the silent treatment—by not providing any fodder for gossip—the online community would lose interest after a couple of days, redirected by the latest news emerging on the internet.

Things were different now, though. Fu Jinghen remembered the phone call from the young lady who, just fifteen minutes earlier, had berated him in a fiery tirade.

If he were to give her the cold shoulder now, then what would become of the situation?

Wen Qiao "oh’d," her lips curling up into a smirk.

The office door was knocked three times, paused, and then Feng Li carefully poked his head in, "President Fu, the trending topic has been removed, and the statement has already been posted. Also, the earliest flight left to Hang City is at midnight."

Before Fu Jinghen could respond, Wen Qiao, over hearing Feng Li’s words, raised her voice, "I told you not to come! Just stay put in Jiang City! The heat from this issue hasn’t completely died down yet. If you come now and get snapped by someone, who knows what kind of nonsense netizens might spout."

Fu Jinghen asked, "I can’t go to see my own fiancée?"

Whether it was her imagination or not, Wen Qiao felt that there was a hint of grievance in Fu Jinghen’s words.

Yikes.

The word "grievance" and Fu Jinghen matched as well as stinky tofu and roses.

"The public doesn’t know I’m your fiancée, so behave yourself. If we were caught, it would create an unnecessary mess and require explanations. So tedious." Even though she knew he couldn’t see her, Wen Qiao instinctively rolled her eyes, speaking as if she was reprimanding a disobedient child, "I’ve never seen anyone who lacks subtlety like you. You’ve just hit the trending list and you’re trying to stir things up against the wind. If you entered the entertainment industry, even a top manager wouldn’t be able to handle you."

Feng Li, who had been waiting by the door for orders from Fu Jinghen, noticed his boss was engrossed in his call with the boss lady and showed no signs of making any decisions soon. To save himself further stress, he quietly retreated, closing the door of Fu Jinghen’s office behind him.

After all, if anything was needed, President Fu would call him back in.

Fu Jinghen said nonchalantly, his heart involuntarily racing, "If we are caught, then let’s go public and be done with it once and for all."

"Do what?" Wen Qiao changed her position lying back on the sofa, "Go public and have the masses supervise me on your behalf?"

"No," Fu Jinghen stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the giant poster across the shopping mall, the figure in the poster reflecting in his eyes, "let the masses know I belong to you, and have them supervise me for you."

"Wow, Uncle Fu, you’re feeling quite enlightened today." Wen Qiao lifted her legs, her fair dainty feet swinging as she sat cross-legged, her tone turning arrogantly playful, "But no thanks, if someone’s not willing to be conscious about it, supervision is just for show anyway. Even under my watchful eyes, little misdeeds can happen."

Fu Jinghen had no objections to this and acknowledged with a simple "Alright."

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