My Superstar Wife Is So Popular Chapter 344 - 342: Hope Everything is Well with President Fu

Wen Qiao followed his words with praise, "No problem, no problem, very good."

"You eat a bit more and rest for a while, I’ve chopped everything up and just need to cook it, it won’t take long," Shi Koufan persuaded. "You’ve also been worn out by the show all afternoon."

Wen Qiao waved her hand, "No need, let’s hurry up and finish so everyone can eat. Otherwise, I won’t feel at ease pretending to be busy—just leave that half a tomato there."

Seeing that he couldn’t persuade her, Shi Koufan had to nod, "Okay, then I’ll continue to assist you."

"Alright, thanks."

Wen Qiao saw Shi Koufan put down his half of the tomato and said, "It’s alright, you finish it first, no rush."

After speaking, Wen Qiao lowered her head to continue marinating the chicken in the bowl.

The strands of hair by her cheek fell, obscuring her face, and from Shi Koufan’s perspective, only the dainty tip of her nose was visible.

Her hair was gently tied behind her head, accentuating her beautiful neck and shoulders.

Mumbling to herself, she said, "Could it be a bit bland? Oh well, better to eat sothing light late at night to avoid swelling the next day..."

Shi Koufan stared intently at her face, then suddenly reached out his hand.

Just as Wen Qiao turned to say sothing to him, she felt her vision clear considerably, as the hair beside her cheek was tucked behind her ear. She instinctively stepped back, "What’s up?"

"You got sothing on your nose," he leaned in closer and clarified, "a tomato seed."

Wen Qiao bent her arm to rub her nose, "Is it gone?"

"It’s gone," Shi Koufan looked at what she was holding, "Do you need help with that?"

"Yeah, I just rembered that the potatoes aren’t peeled yet, can you peel them?"

"Sure."

As the two of them busied themselves in the kitchen, the viewers were busy comnting on the live stream, but most of the comnts were from Shi Koufan’s fans—

[Sothing’s off, really off.]

[This Wen Qiao, she’s really sothing.]

[Is Wen Qiao shifting her attention from Qi Ming to soone else since he’s ignoring her?]

[Can Wen Qiao stay away from our Fan Fan, please?]

[Guys, you can’t say that. Out of the five, only Wen Qiao can cook. The other four guys obviously can’t just sit around watching, plus Shi Koufan was the one who offered to help.]

[Not a fan of anyone, but I can’t stand how you guys blindly criticize Wen Qiao. The production team wants to create buzz and will obviously give her more screen ti. Why don’t you say that Shi Koufan wants more exposure by sticking to Wen Qiao instead?]

[Am I the only one who notices that tomato? It looks so sweet.]

[So celebrities do eat tomatoes? I thought they only ate exotic fruits like durian and lychee...]

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"There’s nothing wrong with this; these netizens really... always grasping at straws. This is clearly just normal interaction, speechless."

Feng Li, seeing the barrage of comnts in the live stream, frowned and felt a flash of apprehension.

He stretched his neck to look toward the President’s office, but the blinds were tightly shut, and he couldn’t see Fu Jinghen at all.

Sigh.

Hopefully, President Fu is all right.

But Feng Li’s wish didn’t reach Fu Jinghen smoothly, his frown was even deeper than Feng Li’s, watching the interaction between Wen Qiao and Shi Koufan, he felt very irritable.

What was this, Shi what’s-his-face staring at his girl with that dumb look.

Has he never seen a woman before or what?