CHAPTER 520: CHAPTER 518: UNSOLD GOODS

Wen Qiao got out of the car, and as she passed the driver’s side, Huo Mutian rolled down the window, "How many more days until you finish filming?"

Wen Qiao counted the days, "At most a week and we’ll wrap up. Why do you ask?"

"I have some things to handle back in Beicheng tomorrow, but after that’s done, I’ll come over and take you out."

Wen Qiao clasped her hands in front of her, stamping her feet coyly, "Oh, how could I accept that? Mr. Huo, you’re so busy. If I cause any delay to your company, I’d feel so guilty..."

Huo Mutian raised his hands in a gesture of defeat, surrendering to Wen Qiao, "I was wrong, madam, please don’t disgust me right after dinner."

"First you want me to be carefree, then you ask me to be reserved, and when I am reserved, you call me disgusting," Wen Qiao sighed feigningly helpless, "Are men always this fickle?"

Huo Mutian wasn’t sure if he was more irritated or amused by Wen Qiao, and he hummed a single note from his nostrils, "Alright, enough is enough."

Wen Qiao "hehe" laughed twice, regained her composure, and waved at him, "I’m heading up. Drive safely."

Huo Mutian waved back with two fingers, motioning for her to hurry on.

Wen Qiao turned and walked briskly towards the elevator. Huo Mutian sat in the car, watching her figure disappear into the elevator before reluctantly taking his eyes away.

The next day, as Huo Mutian boarded his flight back to Beicheng, Wen Qiao, accompanied by Xiao Chu, also headed to the next shoot for "Unexpected."

At exactly twelve noon, the airplane landed at West City Airport.

Interestingly, just as she collected her luggage, Qi Ming’s voice traveled from a distance, "Wait for me! Wait for me!"

Wen Qiao stopped and turned around, "How come we always bump into each other at the airport."

Qi Ming, dragging his suitcase, rushed up to her and stopped, "It’s called fate."

Wen Qiao continued walking forward, "What fate could I possibly have with you?"

"The fate of being family," Qi Ming winked, blatantly hinting to Wen Qiao, "Like the fate of you becoming my little aunt."

"..."

Wen Qiao looked at him seriously, "I think I’m more likely to be your mom."

"That might not work, my dad and mom are still in love, and they have no plans for a divorce," Qi Ming continued blinking, "But my little uncle is still single."

Wen Qiao lowered her sunglasses, glancing up at Qi Ming, "Has your little uncle become the unsold stock in your family, that you have to push him so hard?"

"Yes," Qi Ming nodded earnestly, "My mom said that if my little uncle can’t win you back, she’s willing to let the company change hands."

Wen Qiao twitched her mouth, not knowing what to say, finally giving a thumbs up, "Sister Fu Qiang, impressive."

Qi Ming usually acts alone, never bringing agents or assistants, as he finds them troublesome.

This time, he had come to West City by himself. He walked beside Wen Qiao, tirelessly promoting Fu Jinghen as the unsold stock, while Xiao Chu silently followed behind, listening to the gossip.

As they nearly reached the exit, a small voice came from behind, "Excuse me, are you Wen Qiao and Qi Ming?"

Wen Qiao and Qi Ming paused, exchanged a glance, and turned around.

Xiao Chu, who had been following them, also turned around.

Behind the trio was a young girl with a backpack.

Seeing Wen Qiao and Qi Ming turn around, she became even more excited, "It really is you! I was following behind you and felt you looked familiar from your silhouettes, but to think it really is you, ah ah ah ah ah I can’t believe I walked the same path as my favorite cp!"