CHAPTER 448: CHAPTER 446: CONSIDER IT A THANKS FOR SAVING MY LIFE

Wen Shu flipped through and then started laughing, "You’re just playing the role of someone being confessed to, you don’t need to do anything, what’s wrong with that?"

"But you—"

"I don’t mind, it’s okay, if you go find someone else now, the banquet will start soon, and it will be very late by the time it ends." Wen Shu lowered her voice to persuade him, "President Fu has helped me so much this time, you should help Qiaoqiao once, otherwise I’d feel bad."

Qi Ming then nodded, "Okay then."

Wen Shu pointed towards the direction of the door: "I’ll wait outside for you, to spare you any discomfort, and you come find me after it’s over."

"Okay."

Wen Shu turned her head and nodded slightly to the other three in the room, "You guys start first, I’ll wait outside for Ah Ming."

Zheng Chen: "Alright, I’ll send him out to you after we’re done."

Ten minutes later, Wen Qiao rehearsed in her mind how to express Tong Yu’s emotions and then handed the script to Qi Ming.

"You just need to read from the script."

Qi Ming’s competitive spirit was aroused, and he started reading the script carefully: "No, I also want to memorize it."

"......"

"As you wish."

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It wasn’t easy for Fu Jinghen to extract himself from the crowd, but he couldn’t find Wen Qiao in the banquet hall.

He was about to ask someone when he heard someone calling him from behind.

He turned around.

"President Fu," Wen Shu said, "Thank you for helping with the endorsement this time."

"It was nothing." Fu Jinghen responded lightly, "Consider it a thank you for saving my life."

Wen Shu paused, "That, too, is worth thanking for."

"Are you and Ah Ming together?" Fu Jinghen asked.

Wen Shu shook her head: "No."

Fu Jinghen’s brow furrowed slightly, wanting to say something but refrained from prying into others’ affairs and swallowed his words.

He scanned the surroundings and asked, "Have you seen Qiaoqiao?"

"She was just— Eh? I just saw her talking to a producer with Sister Jiang Yao," Wen Shu pointed in a direction of the banquet hall but couldn’t see Wen Qiao anymore and turned around puzzled, her expression stern: "President Fu, watch out!"

Wen Shu had barely finished speaking when Fu Jinghen felt his back getting wet.

The waiter, seeing Fu Jinghen’s face, immediately bowed deeply, his voice trembling, "Sorry, Mr. Fu, I didn’t hold the tray steady, I’m really sorry."

Seeing the scene before him, Fu Jinghen instantly recalled when he first visited Wen Qiao at the set, she had snuck up to the top-floor bar while he was taking a shower, pretending to be drunk so he would carry her back.

At that time, a waiter had also accidentally broken a glass, and the shards had cut her leg. The girl, seeing how scared the waiter was, forgot she was pretending to be drunk and instead went to comfort him.

Memories surged, and Fu Jinghen hooked the corner of his mouth, "It’s alright, just be more careful next time."

The waiter glanced at him cautiously, "President Fu, let me take you to the rest room to clean up; there’s a suit prepared for guests that you can change into."

Fu Jinghen nodded and followed the waiter to a nearby rest room.

The door to the rest room was not fully closed, and the sounds from inside intermittently leaked out.

"I like you, take care..."

"But you... have..."

The woman’s voice seemed on the verge of tears, "I simply... don’t want to accept... this arranged marriage, they... never asked for my... opinion, and just arranged for me to marry a... man. I am an independent individual; I have the right to decide my life; I don’t want to accept other people’s arrangements."