Fu Jinghen glanced at Wen Qiao's reddening ears without a hint of expression and knew that if he laughed now, he would definitely be blacklisted by her again. He could only secretly laugh in his heart while pretending he knew nothing. "Hmm, I know."
"..."
Wen Qiao felt that her temper was really something else in front of Fu Jinghen.
He contradicted her, not good. He agreed with her, still not good.
Wen Qiao gave Fu Jinghen an annoyed glance and turned to walk away.
While taking photos earlier, Wen Qiao had messaged Xiao Chu to tidy up the makeup room to save some time.
By the time she reached outside the set, Xiao Chu was already waiting there with the bunch of red roses.
Wen Qiao walked over. "Where's the other bouquet?"
Fu Jinghen stopped in his tracks.
Xiao Chu blinked. "What other bouquet? There's only this bunch of red roses on the table."
