My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 327 - 325: Beyond His Expectations

Qi Ming had just reached his desk when Fu Jinghen suddenly looked up. His brows, which had slightly relaxed, furrowed deeply again. Feng Li’s heart tightened, "President Fu, what’s wrong now?"

"Qi Ming is also there?"

"Ah? Yes." Feng Li nodded, "Young Master Qi is also a permanent guest by invitation because Director Li likes to have controversial artists on his variety show to drive more traffic. This time, Director Li invited both of them because of the sensational buzz the Boss Lady created when she was chasing after Young Master Qi and then..."

Feng Li was so engrossed in his explanation that by the time he realized it, he saw his boss’s face dark as the bottom of a pot.

"And then what?"

He heard Fu Jinghen’s light query and immediately felt the temperature around him drop significantly. He quickly changed his words, "No and then! President Fu, I didn’t mean that, I meant...just..."

Damn, what exactly?

It was just that your wife once chased your nephew, and then Director Li Mushun discovered the traffic potential, roping them into the variety show.

It wasn’t him who did the chasing or came up with the show; he’d just glanced a couple of times, so why should he endure this severe cold here!

"Just that, the Boss Lady and Young Master Qi are both excellent in their respective fields, and Director Li’s invitation is a recognition of their achievements."

Yes, that’s it.

Feng Li, you’re amazing!

Patting two backs with one compliment, well done.

However, after hearing this response, Fu Jinghen’s expression didn’t improve much, his gaze locked firmly on his mobile phone.

Feng Li glanced down at his own phone screen, which at that moment displayed—

the scene where Wen Qiao and Qi Ming stood in front of the camera negotiating terms with the production team.

The next second, when he saw Qi Ming whispering to Wen Qiao, his eyes widened instantly.

Damn.

This intense?

He quickly shifted his gaze to Fu Jinghen’s face, and indeed, his expression had darkened even more.

Moreover, his fingers gripping the phone were turning slightly white from the force.

Whimpering, this was the new phone he had just bought.

"President, President Fu?"

Feng Li called him hesitantly.

After a while, Fu Jinghen finally spoke, "You can go out now."

"Oh, okay." Feng Li felt it was better not to linger around. He looked at his phone lying on the desk, reached out to grab it, but before his hand could touch it, Fu Jinghen looked at him, "What are you doing?"

"President Fu, that phone..." Feng Li pointed at himself and then at the phone, eventually giving up, "Nevermind, take your time, President Fu. I’m stepping out now."

After saying that, he still stared hopefully at Fu Jinghen, hoping he would give back the phone voluntarily.

As it turned out, he was being overly hopeful.

Fu Jinghen merely hummed a response and shifted his focus back to the screen, his brow so tight it looked like it could trap a fly.

Feng Li pulled open the door and before stepping out, he cast a longing glance in Fu Jinghen’s direction, finally letting out a heavy sigh.

Hoping for the safe return of his new phone.

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After Feng Li left, the office returned to tranquility, only disturbed occasionally by the melodious and flirtatious voice of a woman and the fresh and cheerful voice of a man coming from the phone. These two voices intertwined perfectly.

Fu Jinghen watched the familiar face on the screen, his thoughts gradually drifting away.

His feelings for Wen Qiao, perhaps, had unknowingly surpassed his expectations.

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