My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 844 - 842: Bittersweet and Bitter and Bitter

Fu Jinghen lifted his eyelids and glanced at Qi Ming, "Who said you can’t turn down a heartbroken person’s requests? And who was the one insisting on ordering takeout as if they couldn’t survive the night without it?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Qi Ming’s expression froze as he recalled half an hour ago when he was clamoring to order takeout, only to be flatly refused by Fu Jinghen, and then threw a tantrum...

He took the bone out of his mouth and threw it on the table, arguing with Fu Jinghen, "But that’s not a reason for you, little uncle, to ignore family over a girl, favor girls over boys, and disregard my health."

Fu Jinghen’s patience ran out, giving him an ultimatum, "Make more noise and you’ll have to leave."

Qi Ming immediately replied, "Alright, I’ll shut up."

Wen Qiao, watching the uncle and nephew bickering from the side, couldn’t stop laughing. She leaned into Fu Jinghen’s arms and whispered in his ear, "So this is how fierce you are with others who make trouble for you."

Fu Jinghen wrapped his arm around her waist and said with a hum, "I only have patience for you."

On the other side, Qi Ming suddenly spoke in a mocking tone, "Oh gosh, showing off your affection in front of someone who just got dumped, are you two even human?"

"You should’ve been ready for this when you insisted on staying with us, and besides," Wen Qiao rested like a little bird on Fu Jinghen’s chest, "affection is meant to be shown off, otherwise how would it be showing off?"

Qi Ming side-eyed Wen Qiao, continuing in a mocking tone, "Haven’t you heard that showing off your affection leads to a quick demise?"

With those words, a chill dropped eight degrees in the room, centered around Fu Jinghen.

"..."

Indeed, heartbreak makes one reckless.

The little uncle’s favorite nephew even dared to challenge his uncle’s authority.

Wen Qiao couldn’t help but admire Qi Ming’s courage. She glanced at Fu Jinghen and said gleefully, "I don’t know about a quick demise, but I do know you’re about to get into big trouble."

Qi Ming cautiously glanced at Fu Jinghen, and upon meeting his calm-as-a-deep-well gaze, his heart trembled slightly.

Having lived with Fu Jinghen for over twenty years, he knew that the calmer the surface, the fiercer the turmoil beneath. The saying that the sea is calm before the storm held true, especially for Fu Jinghen.

Qi Ming quickly looked away, straightened his posture, stepped out with his right foot, and moved to the very edge of the sofa.

Feeling Fu Jinghen’s gaze still on him, Qi Ming turned his head and lay on the sofa, pulling out his get-out-of-jail-free card, and whimpered, "Little uncle, I’m sorry, I had a brain fart and said the wrong thing. Please, don’t hold it against someone who just got dumped."

Fu Jinghen looked at Qi Ming, who was huddled on the edge of the sofa shivering, "Three strikes, and you’re out for good."

Qi Ming promptly cut in, "I’ll leave."

Saying this, he also raised three fingers together to swear.

"Remember what you said," Fu Jinghen, thus sparing Qi Ming once more, "Go to the kitchen and take the red bean balls out of the microwave."

Qi Ming, feeling wronged, let out an "oh" as he got up from the sofa and walked towards the kitchen.

His life was truly miserable. Not only was he rejected by his own uncle when he asked for shelter after heartbreak, but even when he managed to stay, he had to watch his uncle and aunt flaunt their love. And to top it all off, he was now ordered around by his little uncle.

Yet, he didn’t dare to rebel.

People say that life is a mix of sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy experiences, but he felt his life was only sweet and bitter, bitter, and bitter.