Wen Qiao laughed and said, "But you’re also very handso."
No sooner had the sound of her voice faded when soone tapped her head lightly with sothing.
Fu Jinghen’s cool voice ca from above, "What are you talking about?"
Seeing that Fu Jinghen wasn’t pleased, the boy was suddenly satisfied, "Sister is also very beautiful."
"Good eye," Wen Qiao gave him a thumbs up.
"Really beautiful? I didn’t see clearly just now. Let have a good look, let see."
The girl clung to the boy’s hand with more effort, and the boy, caught off guard, really had his hand pried open.
She scrutinized Wen Qiao carefully and suddenly exclaid, "Why do I feel like your eyes look like those of my favorite actress Wen Qiao?"
"..."
Wen Qiao blinked and maintained her composure, "Is that so? That’s truly an honor for ."
"Then you really are beautiful. Wen Qiao is super beautiful too."
Was there anything more delightful than encountering a fan and receiving complints from them without their knowledge?
There wasn’t.
Wen Qiao’s smile curved her eyes, "You’re very pretty too, not at all inferior to Wen Qiao."
The girl waved her hands shyly, "Not at all, I’m so far from my idol."
"Exactly." The boy jabbed, "Your idol definitely wouldn’t be as silly over guys as you."
Wen Qiao: "..."
Actually, she was quite silly over guys too.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have fallen for Fu Jinghen at first sight.
The girl’s gaze returned to Fu Jinghen and she exclaid again, "Why does this big brother also look a bit familiar?"
The girl had beco a fan of Wen Qiao through watching the variety show "Unexpected," especially the episode where she and Fu Jinghen paired up as a temporary couple. Maybe subconsciously she couldn’t imagine running into them. Plus, Fu Jinghen was always wearing glasses when he was on the show and he wasn’t now, so she only found him sowhat familiar and didn’t recognize them.
Wen Qiao hadn’t figured out how to smooth things over yet when the boy tily continued the conversation.
"You find every handso guy familiar. Were all the handso guys your boyfriends in a past life?"
"Ugh, will you die if you don’t tease ?"
"You’ll get less teasing if you stop staring at handso guys."
"In that case, keep the teasing coming."
As Wen Qiao listened to the couple’s banter, she was thoroughly amused; she really liked the two of them, but if she stayed any longer, she’d probably get recognized.
"Alright, stop arguing. Little brother, I’m taking my husband away. You should say sothing nice to coax your girlfriend."
After that, she looked up at Fu Jinghen, "Let’s go."
"He won’t say anything nice," the girl snorted disdainfully. As they passed by her, she waved, "Goodbye, sister. Goodbye, brother."
Wen Qiao waved back, "Goodbye."
Fu Jinghen also said goodbye.
The boy, also very polite, said, "Goodbye, sister."
He looked at Fu Jinghen and paused, "Goodbye, uncle."
Wen Qiao burst into laughter.
Fu Jinghen’s steps halted for a mont, and he glanced at the boy with a cold hum, then pushed Wen Qiao towards the direction they ca from.
Behind them ca the girl’s voice scolding the boy, "What are you doing? One is called sister, and the other uncle, is that appropriate?"
"If you keep calling him handso, I’ll start calling him grandpa," the boy said coldly. "Besides, didn’t you hear his wife calling him uncle?"
"You, she was being playful. Don’t you get it?"
"I don’t."
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