My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 867 - 865: Should I Bite the Bullet or Not?

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Chapter 867: Chapter 865: Should I Bite the Bullet or Not?

She swore on the happiness of her later life that the person with only one remark and a dot was ninety percent likely Ye Shengnan.

A big ripe melon was beside her, but the name of her best friend was clearly written on it. Should she eat this melon or not?

This was a question worth pondering.

Although both reason and emotion told her that she shouldn’t eat this melon, her eyes couldn’t help but glance over at Jiang Yao.

She saw Jiang Yao hang up the phone, then turn it off, and finally shove it back into her bag.

"Just ask whatever you want." Jiang Yao said: "I’ve sorted out my emotions quite well."

"Ah?"

How did this melon slice itself open and present itself to her?

Wen Qiao scratched at the corner of her eye: "Actually, there’s not much I want to ask..."

Jiang Yao glanced at her: "Then forget it."

"Mainly because I’ve already guessed some things..." Wen Qiao tightened her grip on Jiang Yao’s arm instinctively, as if afraid she might react excessively: "And then you just said that, confirming my guess, so there’s nothing much to ask..."

Jiang Yao nodded thoughtfully, then smiled: "I thought I hid it well, but you’ve seen through me all along."

"You’re not a professional, how could there be no flaws..." Wen Qiao muttered to Jiang Yao with her eyes down, when suddenly her hand was tapped. She pursed her lips and, in a placating manner, leaned her head against Jiang Yao’s shoulder and rubbed it softly: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have seen through you, I should know nothing."

Jiang Yao hummed discontentedly, "Too much flattery loses its effect."

Wen Qiao cast a resentful glance at Jiang Yao, but seeing the somewhat forced smile on her face, her heart clenched.

This melon really shouldn’t be eaten.

"Why are you pretending in front of me? The main purpose of having a friend is to comfort you when you’re upset. Since you’ve made me your friend, you should use me for comfort, or else you’re just wasting my youth. Do you understand?"

"I just haven’t figured it out yet." Jiang Yao’s gaze drifted forward: "I don’t know how long we can be together. Why make it public when it’s uncertain? See, isn’t that causing problems?"

Jiang Yao retracted her gaze, lowered her eyes to hide her emotions, and said jokingly: "Moreover, I was so determined to tell you that I wouldn’t date someone in the circle, let alone turn the fan-idol relationship into a romantic one. It feels a bit embarrassing now."

Wen Qiao opened her mouth; she wanted to comfort Jiang Yao, but she was too calm and rational. Any comforting words from her would have no effect and might only add to her sadness.

"Alright, let’s drop the subject." Wen Qiao gallantly slung her arm around Jiang Yao’s shoulder and patted it: "Today, it’s my treat. Buy anything you want, I’ll foot the bill for everything."

"Being so generous?"

"Listen to you," Wen Qiao clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, "When have I ever been stingy with you."

Jiang Yao doubted reasonably: "You’re not using President Fu’s card, are you? I can’t accept that."

"What a joke, how could I use his card to cover for my woman." Wen Qiao scoffed softly: "Besides, I do have my own little savings, though it’s not comparable to Fu Jinghen’s, but it’s more than enough to cheer you up."

Jiang Yao felt warmth in her heart: "Qiaoqiao, it’s really great to have you."