My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 837 - 835: The Virtue of Perseverance

"It’s nothing major, it’s just that Director Zheng has also come to Hai City. I happened to be chatting with him just now, and he asked if we wanted to get together. He knows that both of us are here for the Jinhua Award, so he asked me to check with you if you’d like to join. Luckily, I saw you now, otherwise, I wouldn’t know how to contact you without your WeChat."

"Director Zheng what——"

The rest of the words were swallowed by Fang Qinghe as Wen Qiao blinked.

She nodded: "Sure."

"Then let’s go together." After Wen Qiao said this, she seemed to suddenly notice the man, looking a bit flustered: "Am I interrupting you? Did you have plans together?"

"No." Fang Qinghe seized the opportunity to refuse the man’s invitation: "Sorry, I have something else to do later, so I can’t go to the riverbank with you."

The male actor wasn’t discouraged: "No problem, let’s plan something when we’re back in Jiang City."

Wow, this guy certainly has the virtue of persistence.

After the man left, the two of them moved to a corner of the auditorium. Fang Qinghe looked down at Wen Qiao, who was holding her arm, her expression returning to indifference and aloofness: "What does Miss Wen need from me?"

Wen Qiao pretended not to understand Fang Qinghe’s silent signal to let go, continuing to hold onto her. When she heard the question, she exclaimed in surprise: "Sister Qinghe, you’re so smart! How did you know I needed something without me saying anything?"

Fang Qinghe casually said: "Director Zheng posted on his Moments this morning, located in a small town in Paris."

"..."

Wen Qiao paused, regaining her composure: "Is that so? He’s already gone abroad so quickly."

This Zheng Chen, why on earth did he go to Paris?

Aren’t there enough beautiful places to see in China?

Fang Qinghe moved slightly, pulling her arm out from Wen Qiao’s grasp, and repeated the previous question: "What does Miss Wen need from me?"

"It’s nothing, really. I just saw that man pestering you for quite a while and thought you might be too polite to reject him, so I took it upon myself to step in and help." Wen Qiao said as she reached out to hold Fang Qinghe’s hand, gently shaking two of her fingers, looking a bit uneasy: "Sister Qinghe, you don’t blame me, do you?"

Standing at 1.7 meters, Wen Qiao was already considered tall among female celebrities in the entertainment industry. She estimated the height of Fang Qinghe’s heels through the side-slit dress she was wearing and found them not much different from hers, maybe even shorter, yet Fang Qinghe was still slightly taller.

With her chin slightly raised, Wen Qiao looked up at Fang Qinghe with her innocent peach blossom eyes, resembling a little white rabbit.

Seeing this, Fang Qinghe couldn’t possibly blame her, plus she did help her out of a situation.

"No, I don’t."

Wen Qiao immediately beamed with joy, shaking Fang Qinghe’s hand again before putting on a pitiful expression: "Oh right, Sister Qinghe, we’re about to join the crew, but I still don’t have your WeChat. I asked Director Zheng for it, but he wouldn’t give it to me."

Fang Qinghe paused, "Tell me your WeChat ID, and I’ll add you when I get back."

"No need to wait." Wen Qiao took out her phone, opened the add friends page on WeChat, and handed it to Fang Qinghe: "You can do it now."

The speed made Fang Qinghe feel that Wen Qiao had planned this in advance.

However, since they were about to join the crew for Zheng Chen’s movie, it would indeed be convenient to have WeChat to contact each other if needed.