Qin Xiang was stunned for a mont, fixed his gaze on the spot behind Fu Jinghen, and only after seeing the "SpongeBob" standing in the corner did he widen his eyes, asking with disbelief, "Wen Qiao?"
"It’s ." Wen Qiao, too impatient to wait, took a step forward and impatiently tugged at the arm Qin Xiang was holding around Fu Jinghen, "Get off of him."
Qin Xiang was caught off guard and was indeed pulled away by Wen Qiao, even staggering a couple of steps backward.
Wen Qiao, like an old hen protecting her chick, stood in front of Fu Jinghen and sized Qin Xiang up and down, then comnted, "Such a height, wasted."
Qin Xiang: "..."
He got it!
This woman was mocking his actions just now.
Qin Xiang stood up straight, straightened his clothes, and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"My fiancé is here, so of course I’m here," Wen Qiao replied unpleasantly. "Besides, if I weren’t here, how would I know that you tried to take my fiancé to so shady place while I was away?"
"?"
Qin Xiang stared wide-eyed, "What shady place? Don’t overthink it, I am a law-abiding citizen."
He looked towards Fu Jinghen, who had been silent next to them, "Fu Jinghen, tell , when have I ever taken you to a shady place?"
Wen Qiao also turned her head to look at Fu Jinghen, thinking to herself that if he said they had been to one, this elevator would beco his last stop in this world.
Due to her movents just now, the handle that had been hanging in front of Wen Qiao’s chest had been swung behind her. Fu Jinghen, rarely curious about such children’s toys, was now playing with it in his hands. When he heard Qin Xiang toss the question to him, he moved his gaze from the bobbing Pikachu ears to Qin Xiang’s face and drawled, "I’ve never been, but you, I wouldn’t know."
Qin Xiang: "???"
Wen Qiao turned back, glaring fiercely at him, "Did you hear that? Stay away from my fiancé in the future, do not lead him astray."
"???"
Qin Xiang was almost amused to anger, "What do you an by leading him astray? I just thought he had a busy day and wanted to take him out to relax a bit."
"Oh, really?" Wen Qiao crossed her arms and tilted her chin up, looking at Qin Xiang, "Seeing pretty girls is relaxing for you? No need to bother, I’m this stunning beauty in front of him now, more than enough to help him relax."
"Just you? You’d be lucky not to give him a heart attack, let alone relax."
Qin Xiang chuckled dismissively, the excitent caused by the scare dissipating, and he leaned lazily against the elevator wall, "Not to be rude, but if you don’t like him, why do you care so much?"
"When did I ever say I didn’t like Fu Jinghen?" Wen Qiao retorted with scorn, "Which ear did you hear that from? I’ll chop it off for you; such useless ears are just extra weight."
Fu Jinghen, who had been toying with Wen Qiao’s Pikachu hat behind her, flickered his gaze and curled his lips at this remark.
You know what?
This ugly-looking hat was actually quite fun.
Qin Xiang instinctively covered his own ears, looked at Wen Qiao with astonishnt, "Don’t you feel guilty saying that? If you liked Old Fu, would you drug his nephew at your engagent banquet?"
"..."
Tch.
How could he bring up the most inappropriate thing?
Wen Qiao thought for a mont about Qin Xiang’s description in the original work.
The Qin Family’s second son, Fu Jinghen’s childhood friend; with an elder brother to handle the inheritances, he wouldn’t have to worry about taking over the family business, so under the protection of his brother, he could easily live the life of his carefree young master.
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