My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 873 - 871: People in Love Are All Fools

Jiang Yao, upon hearing this, quickly climbed into the car, supporting Wen Qiao’s head on her lap to make her more comfortable.

Fu Jinghen opened the driver’s door, sat down, started the car, and drove towards the apartment.

The car was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and Jiang Yao was so nervous that she barely dared to breathe.

She cautiously glanced at the rearview mirror and, seeing that Fu Jinghen was looking straight ahead, she felt a little relieved and poked Wen Qiao’s face where he couldn’t see.

Wen Qiao’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, but her eyes remained closed.

Jiang Yao poked her again, and after about two seconds, Wen Qiao slowly opened her eyes.

She looked at Jiang Yao, winking and signaling: What are you doing?

Jiang Yao looked back at her with an expression that said, "I knew you were pretending to sleep."

Wen Qiao glanced over at Fu Jinghen, clearly indicating: If I don’t pretend to sleep, how can I avoid Fu Jinghen’s scrutiny?

Jiang Yao: Do you think President Fu is an idiot? Even I wasn’t fooled by your little trick, let alone him.

Wen Qiao: People in love are all fools. Whenever it comes to me, Fu Jinghen’s IQ is always in the negatives.

Jiang Yao: ...

The suffocating silence continued for about twenty minutes until the car stopped outside the apartment building. Fu Jinghen was the first to get out, opened the back door, and carried Wen Qiao out.

Jiang Yao followed closely behind.

The elevator reached the twenty-second floor, and Fu Jinghen carried Wen Qiao out of the elevator. He caught a glimpse of a figure in front of the door across from theirs, his steps pausing slightly before returning to normal.

Jiang Yao walked out of the elevator behind him, and upon seeing Ye Shengnan, instinctively asked, "What are you doing here?"

Once she spoke, she realized that Fu Jinghen and Wen Qiao were still present.

Upon hearing Jiang Yao’s question, Wen Qiao’s eyes flickered.

Fu Jinghen, noticing this, withdrew the hand he was about to use to press his fingerprint, quietly waiting for her reaction.

Ye Shengnan’s eyes showed some fatigue, and her tone carried a hint of pity, completely unconcerned about the presence of others: "You didn’t answer my calls, so I had to come here and wait for you."

Upon hearing Ye Shengnan’s words, Wen Qiao could no longer keep up the pretense of sleep.

She opened her eyes, kicked her legs twice, signaling Fu Jinghen to let her down.

Fu Jinghen bent down, placed her on the ground, and tidied her dress.

Wen Qiao pushed his hand away, walked a couple of steps in her high heels, "click clack," standing beside Jiang Yao, glaring at Ye Shengnan: "Don’t you have a clue why she didn’t take your calls? You’re about to have a ’good thing going’ with another woman, so why are you looking for Jiang Yao?"

"I came to explain this," Ye Shengnan glanced at Wen Qiao before refocusing her eyes on Jiang Yao: "The woman in the photo is my cousin’s daughter, my niece. She had a fight with her family that day, ran away from home, and came to me. I didn’t expect to be photographed by the paparazzi. That day when she came to me, I even mentioned it to you."

"..."

Jiang Yao recalled that night; while she was video chatting with Ye Shengnan, the call was suddenly interrupted, and after a while, Ye Shengnan messaged her, saying his niece had a falling out with her family, ran away from home, and called him to pick her up.

She had always thought that someone rebellious enough to run away from home must be a young girl in her early teens, no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, never expecting that it was actually...

It really did turn into a big misunderstanding.

"You must be kidding, your niece is at least an adult in that photo. How could you possibly have someone that old—"