CHAPTER 540: CHAPTER 538: YOU GO AND RECONCILE IN YOUR DREAMS

Lin Luang finished speaking, then nodded in affirmation as if to convince himself.

Wen Qiao grew interested, raising an eyebrow, "Why so sure?"

"It’s simple, there are no cameras around now, yet you still ask me what I want to eat."

Wen Qiao smiled, lifting her hand to ruffle Lin Luang’s hair, "Pretty smart, huh?"

While Wen Qiao was ruffling Lin Luang’s hair, he just let her, compliantly. Once Wen Qiao withdrew her hand, Lin Luang casually tousled his own hair, his ears turned slightly red as he grimaced and murmured softly, "People’s hearts are made of flesh, one can always feel whether someone is genuine or fake."

Lin Luang’s offhand remark made Wen Qiao pause.

That’s right.

How could one not feel it?

Even someone who had only been with her for a few hours could sense whether she was sincere or pretending. Why then, after nearly three months of closeness — even having shared a bed — could Fu Jinghen just walk away upon seeing her in an "intimate" situation with Qi Ming without a word, informing her in a non-negotiable tone to cancel their engagement?

The more Wen Qiao thought about it, the angrier she got. After telling the waiter they could start preparing the food, she grabbed her phone, opened Fu Jinghen’s WeChat, and felt like cursing him out.

But before she could type out her angry words, the conversation from about two hours earlier popped up.

[Fu Jinghen: The Mid-Autumn Festival is tomorrow, coming back to Jiang City?]

[Fu Jinghen: Or should I come to West City to see you?]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: No, don’t.]

[Fu Jinghen: I want to spend Mid-Autumn with you.]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: But I don’t want to spend it with you.]

[Fu Jinghen: Really?]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Yeah.]

[Fu Jinghen: Okay then.]

The conversation ended with Fu Jinghen sending a sticker of a kitten rolling around coquettishly, captioned with "Okay then."

Wen Qiao noticed that Fu Jinghen was getting the hang of using emojis.

As "Red Makeup" was about to wrap up, everyone was on high alert, afraid of any last-minute issues. She had planned to fly back to Hang City to continue filming right after finishing the show tomorrow. She didn’t want Fu Jinghen to visit her, fearing the film crew would see him and get distracted, which could delay the progress and affect her.

Now, looking at these chat logs, Wen Qiao inexplicably calmed down, and even began to feel somewhat sorry for him as she glanced at the last emoji he had sent. For a moment, she felt her resolve soften.

Forgetting her initial urge to scold him, Wen Qiao sent two messages she believed were furious.

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Where are you? If I don’t message you, you just forget to keep sending them, don’t you?]

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: With that attitude of yours, and you say you’re wooing me, pfft.]

Before the cancellation of the engagement, Fu Jinghen had always replied quickly, and even more promptly after. However, this time, even after she had finished eating and returned to her hotel, there was still no reply from him.

Wen Qiao’s anger resurged as she sat on the edge of the bed, furiously typing on her phone keyboard.

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Thinking of getting back together? Dream on, forget it for this lifetime!]

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West City First Hospital.

Fu Jinghen’s phone suddenly lit up in the dimly lit hospital room, causing him to frown with his eyes closed.

Feng Li quickly moved his phone away.

Fu Jinghen had not set his phone to hide message previews, and when Feng Li looked down, the phone recognized his face and lit up again, displaying the content of the WeChat message.