CHAPTER 497: CHAPTER 495: HIS FACE MATCHES MINE VERY WELL

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What’s with this year?

Why is everyone coming to her for opportunities?

Wen Qiao heard his implication and her eyebrows lifted in amusement, "Mr. Huo’s girlfriend won’t mind?"

Huo Mutian smiled and shook his head, "I don’t have a girlfriend."

Wen Qiao gave an understanding "Oh," ready to refuse, but she caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of her eye and said, "There’s no rush to apologize, Mr. Huo. It would be more important for you to handle your own romantic troubles first."

Huo Mutian’s smile froze momentarily as he turned his head with a sense of realization.

Chu Ning was standing between two cars, tears running down her face as she watched them, and her gaze filled with resentment when she locked eyes with Wen Qiao.

After Huo Mutian turned back, Wen Qiao sighed softly, "I’m just a small-time celebrity. I can’t afford to be misunderstood. Mr. Huo, let’s meet again if we’re destined to."

Having said that, Wen Qiao nodded as a gesture and turned to leave.

Once inside the nanny van, Wen Qiao took off her sunglasses, lowered the window halfway, and looked at Huo Mutian through the window with interest.

Jiang Yao placed her bag behind her, and seeing Wen Qiao’s gaze fixed outside, leaned in and asked, "What’s so captivating that you can’t take your eyes off it?"

Wen Qiao tapped on the window lightly, "Looking at a man."

Her words had barely left her mouth when the nanny van drove past the man. Wen Qiao averted her gaze just before he looked over, closing the window, letting him know she had been watching him but not giving him the chance to meet her gaze directly.

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Jiang Yao opened her mouth in surprise, "You fancy him?"

"Everyone loves beauty," Wen Qiao said with a smile, "Don’t you think his face matches mine? Equally beautiful."

Xiao Chu also joined the conversation, "But what about President Fu?"

"Him?" Wen Qiao snorted, "Whatever he wants to do, he’s not important to me at all right now."

Xiao Chu sighed disappointedly, hanging her head down.

Wen Qiao tapped her lightly on the head, "Why do you look so disheartened?"

"My ship has sunk. How could I not be sad?"

Wen Qiao urged her, "Then move on to another ship. If one ship sinks, thousands will rise. Your Sister Qiao is versatile."

Xiao Chu looked up, eyes filled with hope, "But I still think President Fu is the best match for you."

Wen Qiao glanced at her askance, "That’s not what you said when you first heard he called off our engagement days ago. You were quite enthusiastic in cursing him."

The desserts Fu Jinghen had bought for Jiang Yao and Xiao Chu were brought to economy class by Xiao Chu. She ate some and left half for Jiang Yao, who took a bite of a croissant, nodding her head vaguely and said indistinctly, "I can attest, you indeed cursed with great energy."

"So did you," Xiao Chu fired back, "You cursed just as energetically, and now you’re even more enthusiastic eating the croissant President Fu bought."

Jiang Yao paused in her chewing, silently turned away, and quietly ate.

After she finished, Xiao Chu was still immersed in her sadness.

The phone vibrated once—it was a message from Fu Jinghen, asking if she had landed yet, likely having calculated the time.

Wen Qiao replied with a simple "Hmm."

Jiang Yao thought for a moment before asking, "Are you serious?"

"Serious about what?" Wen Qiao looked at her amusingly, "Can’t you see that it was Huo Mutian who tried to hit on me first?"

"What do you think?" Jiang Yao prodded.

"I haven’t thought much about it." Wen Qiao felt her palm vibrate; she looked down to check and saw Fu Jinghen had replied to her message.

[Fu Jinghen: I miss you.]

"..." Wen Qiao dimmed her phone screen, smiling as she said, "I’m single now. Is there anything wrong with spending some time with someone I find attractive?"