CHAPTER 412: CHAPTER 410: SINGING TO EARN MONEY

When they arrived at the market, the taxi fare cost them over ten dollars, leaving them with just over ninety dollars in their hands.

Besides the clothes they were wearing, Fu Jinghen had just picked out a pair of earrings for her. The boss lady gave them a discount, and after purchasing these items, they only had about ten dollars left.

Wen Qiao looked at the crumpled small bills in Fu Jinghen’s hand and laughed, "President Fu, you’ve lived almost thirty years. Is this the first time you’ve had so little money? I told you not to buy those earrings, then we would have had a bit more left."

"It’s fine," Fu Jinghen was not worried at all and looked quite happy, "as long as I’m spending money on you."

"..."

Wen Qiao pinched his finger and silently said, "Tone it down."

Why does he always flirt with her?

It made her feel so fluttery that she might lose control and kiss him in front of the camera.

Fu Jinghen obediently nodded his head.

[Seriously, what are those two communicating? Can someone translate?]

[Ahhhh, girlfriend, President Fu didn’t argue back ahhhh.]

[What are they saying that we can’t hear? If there’s a fee, I’ll go pay now. Just point me to the entrance.]

[Wen Qiao: I love you, did you know? President Fu nodded to indicate he knew.]

[Hahahaha, the person upfront is really a level ten lip-reading translator.]

[This couple is really cute, but Wen Ji and Qi Wu are also adorable.]

[After all, there’s only one Wen Qiao; it’s based on skill, whoever wins her wins.]

[No way, my girl is only twenty, she has plenty of good youth, why waste it on a man.]

After leaving the store, Wen Qiao, Fu Jinghen, and a cameraman started wandering aimlessly around the market. Initially, Wen Qiao thought that with just the last ten dollars, she would spend it on something meaningful, but unexpectedly, just a few steps out, she bent over for the fragrant bamboo rice.

Wen Qiao held the bamboo rice in her hand and ate while walking, while Fu Jinghen walked beside her, protecting her from being bumped by others.

"Hey, this bamboo rice is so delicious, so sticky and gooey." Wen Qiao dug out a small piece and brought it up to Fu Jinghen’s mouth, "You try."

Fu Jinghen opened his mouth and ate the piece of bamboo rice.

Wen Qiao’s eyes shone as she watched him, "How is it, isn’t it delicious?"

Wen Qiao sometimes acted like a child, hoping that people around her would approve of the things she liked.

Fu Jinghen knew this about her and would not reject the things she liked, "Yeah, it’s delicious."

After hearing this, Wen Qiao indeed smiled happily, "See, I’m never wrong with my choices."

"There have been mistakes."

Like Qi Ming.

The market was noisy, and Fu Jinghen spoke softly, Wen Qiao only saw his lips move but didn’t hear what he was saying, "What are you muttering?"

"Nothing."

A vendor passed by pushing a cart, and Fu Jinghen pulled Wen Qiao closer to his side. His gaze suddenly fixed on something, and after watching for a while, he lowered his head to ask Wen Qiao, "Do you want flowers still?"

"Hmm?" Wen Qiao was enjoying her meal, caught off guard by Fu Jinghen’s question, she looked up somewhat bewildered, "But we don’t have any money."

A grain of rice clung to the corner of Wen Qiao’s mouth, giving her a somewhat dazed appearance.

At this moment, they were so close, with just a slight dip of his head, Fu Jinghen could touch her lips.