Salt-baked Peach

Wen Qiao had transmigrated into a book, becoming a notorious, brainless, and easily replaceable vase-like minor celebrity.
The worst part was that the first scene she entered was literally a path to disaster; at her own engagement party, she was plotting to seduce the male lead into an irrevocable situation, not to mention that she wanted to break off her engagement with her wealthy, handsome fiancé!
Wen Qiao stated, "This cannon fodder script must be changed!"
Thus, netizens saw a dramatic transformation in Wen Qiao, who previously had been utterly lovesick and only chased after a man. She became a living, breathing person who aggressively won awards until her hands were sore.
Moreover, she had a group of men chasing after her.
At the height of her career, Wen Qiao suddenly went public with her sweet relationship with a business tycoon.
At the award ceremony, when reporters asked if she planned to marry.
Wen Qiao, holding her trophy, had an answer that turned heads, "No, why would I give up the whole forest for one tree?"
A couple of days later, Wen Qiao posted a photo of her marriage certificate online with the caption—
From now on, I'm Mrs. Fu.
Netizens: Didn't you say no marriage?
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The super-topic about "Wen Ji and Qi Wu," a couple made popular by a variety show, disappeared overnight.
Netizens: ?? Where's my shipped couple?
Fu Jinghen: I took care of it.
How could my wife be paired up with someone else?

My Superstar Wife Is So Popular

When the elevator ascended to the second floor, Wen Qiao was looking down at her nails while he suddenly spoke up.


"Out of consideration for your engagement with my little uncle, I let you off the hook for yesterday's incident and didn't mention it to my Little Uncle, but I hope from now on you'll behave yourself and be strict with yourself. I've already told you more than once that I don't like you, and I already have someone else I like. You should know who that is, right? You should have some dignity and not badger me anymore. If you do anything like following me or sneaking into my room again, don't blame me for not recognizing you."


After Qi Ming finished speaking, an eerie silence suddenly fell over the elevator. The other three people, already practically invisible, now wished they could vanish on the spot.


It took Wen Qiao a moment to realize he was speaking to her.


Where was this wave of delusion coming from?


Does this kid have a screw loose? His little uncle sees and hears everything. If he didn't know about the ruckus on his turf yesterday, then maybe he shouldn't be the president of FS Corporation after all.


It looks like this fool thinks nobody else knows.


Qi Ming waited a while and seeing that he didn't get a response, his gaze fell on the woman reflected in the elevator doors, who was currently frowning at him.


He naturally interpreted Wen Qiao's expression as "on the verge of tears," and his face began to show impatience. "Even if you cry your eyes out, I wouldn't like you."


Hearing this, Wen Qiao was at a loss for words, like she was constipated. She held back but couldn't help responding, "Get it clear, I was the first one in this elevator. You came after, and it was your choice not to go on with the next one."


"So what?" Qi Ming, capitalizing on his height advantage, looked down at her, "Is this your new tactic? Playing hard to get?"


"You don't think I'm here because I'm stalking you, do you?"


Qi Ming's face couldn't have screamed "obviously" louder. "What else?"


Even if I were playing hard to get, I wouldn't waste it on you!


Wen Qiao clenched her fists, barely managing to restrain her urge to slap him awake, "Just a friendly tip from your future Little Aunt, you need some self-awareness. It's fine to be narcissistic, but only handsome people can pull it off without annoying anyone. With someone like you, do you know what it's called?"


Qi Ming, momentarily taken aback by the term "Little Aunt" coming from Wen Qiao's mouth, unconsciously asked, "What's it called?"


With a "ding", the elevator reached Wen Qiao's floor. She pointed a finger and pushed past Qi Ming, who was blocking the doorway, and walked off without looking back.


Her high ponytail swayed with every step she took.


Seeing this, Jiang Yao immediately followed her, strutting triumphantly.


It wasn't until the elevator doors closed again that Qi Ming slowly came back to his senses, incredulously asking his manager and assistant, "Did she just say I brought disgrace upon myself?"


"This must be her new tactic, warming up to me at all times and now suddenly giving me the cold shoulder, making me uncomfortable so that I'll fall for her. Romance novels aren't even written like that anymore!"


Manager Zhang Chi quietly interjected, "Ah Ming, you might really be misunderstanding her this time."


"Misunderstanding?" Qi Ming laughed as if he'd heard the world's biggest joke, "Misunderstanding what? Misunderstanding that she's stalking me? If she wasn't stalking me, why would she be here, saying that I brought disgrace upon myself except to save her own face?"


Chapter 17: Pretend to Retreat to Capture and Humiliate Oneself