I Went Viral After Dating a Superstar-Chapter 208 - 198 What to Do Now

Pei Jinxi brought Mu Qianli home.

Mu Qianli sat on the sofa, rubbing her half-dry hair.

He directly brought over a towel and completely covered her hair with it.

"There, no need to fret, isn’t this good? Everyone at home knows now; I won’t have to pretend anymore when I come to see you."

Mu Qianli looked at him, "But, aren’t you angry about what my dad said to you?"

"Why be angry?" He raised an eyebrow, "My profession, my age, it’s pretty clear that I’m not suitable."

Mu Qianli lowered her head, "But I always feel it’s unfair to you, your family didn’t look down on me."

"Because you look dependable."

"Dependable? What do you mean... Older, like a good wife and mother?"

Mu Qianli lifted her head.

"..."

Pei Jinxi begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I shouldn’t have said that. Because you look outstanding, not like someone who would play with my feelings. Moreover, matching with me, you’re perfect, ’An older woman with a younger man is like gold bricks for the taking.’ My family wouldn’t want to let go of you, definitely wouldn’t look down on you."

"Hmph, that’s not it. It must be because I’m too beautiful, they must think I’m as pretty as a flower and that it would be a great improvement for the next generation’s genes in your family."

"Yes, yes, whatever the wife says is right."

No, who’s your wife!

She listened, speechless, glaring at this little guy.

Indeed, because he is young, it’s trivial for him to call someone ’wife’ so casually!

"Dummy, Pei Jinxi, look at those mature men. They don’t dare to casually call someone ’wife’ anymore, knowing that the word implies responsibility. They all say ’treasure’ now because they think ’treasure’ is just a pet name. Once said, it’s said."

The older they are, the more complexity they think into things.

Pei Jinxi laughed.

"There’s such a saying, huh? But sometimes you are a ’treasure’, sometimes ’wife’, and sometimes a little fool. I need to choose the right moment to address you."

Mu Qianli playfully hit him.

At night, lying in bed, watching TV, Mu Ming was still sending her messages.

"Little aunt, be gentle with my brother tonight. He’s still young and can’t take too much from you."

Mu Qianli was amused,

but seeing this message, she also knew she probably wasn’t angry anymore.

Kids, once they accept something, they don’t overcomplicate it anymore. Simple-minded, naturally simple thoughts.

Mu Qianli sneakily glanced at Pei Jinxi, who was playing games, smiled, and opened Weibo.

She had dealt with her work, but then she saw an emergency WeChat from Fang Zongli.

"Treasure, come save me, I’m going to puke."

Mu Qianli was taken aback and quickly said, "Send me the address."

Fang Zongli had many social engagements.

Although she was experienced, sometimes she couldn’t avoid encountering absolute scumbags.

On her end, Fang Zongli looked at the people around the table, smiling but struggling to bear it.

She had a stomachache, feeling like she hadn’t eaten properly, just drank directly, leading to her stomach disease flaring up again.

She had no choice. She sent out distress messages to several people.

What she thought was, one was better than none. What if someone didn’t see the message?

After all, she couldn’t just let herself die here, right?

"Ms. Fang, why aren’t you drinking? There’s still so much wine here."

Fang Zongli smiled, "I am drinking. Mr. Wan’s capacity is too great for me, I can’t keep up, I need to take it slow."

"Oh my, Mr. Fang, we all know your capacity. Talking about great capacity with me."

A glass of red wine was again placed in front of Fang Zongli. She pushed it away, feeling nauseous inside, "I can’t, Mr. Wan, I think I’m done, I should go home."