My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 312 - 310: Airport Hostage Situation

Jiang Yao, upon hearing this, relaxed her furrowed brows and sat up straighter, "How can you be so sure?"

Wen Qiao was at that moment using eyelash curlers in front of the mirror, her face appearing somewhat fierce, "Of course, by activating my brilliant brain, it’s just a guess."

In fact, in her original reality, there were already variety shows being recorded live. Although she hadn’t finished reading this book, when she saw the script, she guessed that the author would arrange for this variety show to be broadcast live.

"Actually, I’m not too certain either, it’s just a guess, a guess," Wen Qiao added.

But Jiang Yao thought her guess made a lot of sense. She pondered for a moment before speaking, "Then I should also put on some makeup, just in case I get caught on camera later. Let me borrow your makeup later, I didn’t bring any."

"Got it—Hey, fuck! Jiang Yao, don’t move, I’ve got mascara on your eyelid, Ah Xi—I’m going to kill you."

Jiang Yao: "......"

She didn’t do it on purpose.

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Wen Qiao did guess correctly about the recording format of the show, but what she didn’t expect was that the production would play it so thrillingly—

And childishly.

She and Jiang Yao had just disembarked, collected their baggage, and were walking out when suddenly everything went dark, and she couldn’t see anything.

Around her, panicked screams erupted along with Jiang Yao’s shouting, and the next second, a deep and clear male voice sounded near Wen Qiao’s ear, "Come with me quietly, and I assure you no one else gets hurt."

Feeling something cold against her neck, Wen Qiao slowly nodded her head and let the man, with a firm grip on her neck, lead her away.

After following the man for a while, probably to a car, he let go of her and gave her a push, "Get in."

Hesitantly, Wen Qiao extended her hand, feeling the edge of the car door, stepped in with one foot, and fumbled her way into the vehicle.

The car door closed, and in a short while, Wen Qiao felt the car start moving forward.

"You—"

"I mean, can we not be so childish? A kidnapping at the airport, how much do these extras get paid for a day?"

Before the person inside the car could speak, Wen Qiao interrupted him first. She leaned back in the seat, and although her expression wasn’t visible under the cover, her relaxed posture indicated no sign of panic typical of a kidnapping victim.

The man sitting by her side and the woman in the passenger seat exchanged glances. The woman waved her hand, and the man, understanding the gesture, took off the black cloth that had been covering Wen Qiao’s head.

Blinded by the sudden light, Wen Qiao instinctively squinted. Once her eyes adjusted and she could see her surroundings, she looked up to meet two pairs of eyes filled with speechlessness and defeat, along with a camera. freewebnσvel.cøm

Seeing this, Wen Qiao raised her hand to cover the camera lens, "Hold on."

Then she watched as the man and woman saw Wen Qiao pull out a small mirror from her bag, check herself left and right, and shook her head to tidy her somewhat messy hair before she removed her hand from the camera lens and waved at them both, "Hey there."

The man and woman looked at each other once more, responding in a lackluster unison, "Hello."

Wen Qiao wasn’t irritated in the slightest by this; instead, she propped her chin in her hand and watched them with a smile, "Even though I’ve seen through your ruse, you don’t have to be so cold to me, right? After all, you’re the ones who paid to have me here."

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