Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 331 - Chapter 331 Chapter 258 Unless You Let Me Join In

Chapter 331: Chapter 258: Unless You Let Me Join In Chapter 331: Chapter 258: Unless You Let Me Join In In room 212 of the east building, Meng Yiyi looked at the black hair in Cheng Zhu’s hands, which were actually her own, and, as if bewitched, she accepted them.

After taking them, she did not know how to handle those fallen strands, ultimately stuffing them into her pocket in a rush.

Just moments before, she had been hoping to flirt with him a bit, but now she couldn’t even dare to meet his eyes.

She watched as Cheng Zhu rose from his chair and approached the phone mounted on a tripod on the desk, murmuring, “I need to record it again.”

Hearing this, Meng Yiyi couldn’t help but glance quickly at the phone, her heart beating faster.

Shoot! The scene of her throwing herself into his arms, and everything that followed, had all been recorded by his phone!

Zhang Qiqi, standing nearby, slightly pursed her full lips as she watched.

She had been a bit bewildered initially, watching the two of them so close together, untangling the hair from the watch band.

Then it struck her–I can forcefully inject myself into this!

I’m really not happy about this… unless you let me join in!

You guys are clumsy with your hands; let me do it!

Just when she was about to stand up and help, Cheng Zhu seemed to grow annoyed and simply tore the black, shiny hair in half.

It didn’t hurt the roots, so Meng Yiyi didn’t feel any pain.

It simply rendered the internet-famous school beauty devoid of any involvement.

She sat there, her hands unconsciously crossed over her chest, staring at her cousin’s flushed face and even redder ears, her gaze growing colder.

“I should not have brought this timid girl with me today!”

The sudden power outage earlier–if it had been just her and Cheng Zhu alone in room 212, who knows what kind of story might have ensued.

With this thought, a slight sense of regret arose in her.

At that moment, Cheng Zhu fiddled with his phone, then started searching for the right angle, saying, “Let’s hurry and shoot it one more time.”

Zhang Qiqi, hearing his urging, shifted her gaze away from her cousin.

Meng Yiyi began taking deep breaths to calm herself.

The entire filming process went smoothly and ended in half an hour.

Afterward, Cheng Zhu reviewed the footage and spent an additional fifteen minutes reshooting some parts.

While he was examining the content on his phone, Zhang Qiqi stood up saying she needed to go to the restroom.

This left Cheng Zhu and Meng Yiyi alone in room 212.

The girl looked up at him several times, yet said nothing.

Cheng Zhu, being amiable, asked, “What’s up?”

“Well… Brother Zhu, can I add you on Weibo, and could you send me a copy of the video later?” she asked.

“Wouldn’t your cousin send it to you anyway?” Cheng Zhu teased her to see how quickly she would respond.

“Um, my sister will probably only send me the edited video; I’d like to keep the original footage for memory,” she said.

“Alright then, scan mine,” Cheng Zhu said as he opened his QR code.

During Zhang Qiqi’s brief absence to the restroom, they added each other as friends.

After adding Cheng Zhu as a friend, Meng Yiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She was about to leave Hang City soon. Having his Weibo meant she could at least keep in touch in the future.

Cheng Zhu was definitely her type, not to mention his youthful promise, his appearance alone fit her aesthetic perfectly.

Currently, Meng Yiyi’s suitors were merely a bunch of high school students.

Comparing the reborn Cheng Zhu with those high school students was practically bullying them!

As for the fact that her cousin also liked him… in Meng Yiyi’s view, that wasn’t a negative at all, but rather a bonus!

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When Zhang Qiqi returned from the restroom, she could hear laughter and cheerful voices inside before even entering.

Cheng Zhu and Yiyi were getting along quite well.

The online celebrity stood outside the door, frowning slightly, but immediately put on a smile as she walked into the room.

“What are you guys talking about that’s so fun?” she inquired.

“Your little sister was just saying how she initially wanted to attend Communication University, but now thinks Technology University seems quite nice after visiting, and wants to change her target,” Cheng Zhu explained with a smile.

“Really?” Zhang Qiqi was slightly taken aback.

“That must be just a joke, being courteous to us two Technology University students,” Cheng Zhu responded first: “Your cousin is actually quite suited for Communication.”

He’d met too many girls at Technology University already and really didn’t hope Yiyi would come to study at Technology next year.

Wouldn’t it be better if she went to Communication? It’s not far from Technology, yet they won’t be at the same school, how perfect.

After Zhang Qiqi sat down, Cheng Zhu steered the conversation back to the main topic.

He was too lazy to get involved in video editing, so he roughly explained how Zhang Qiqi should go about editing it, highlighting what elements needed to be emphasized.

The senior listened intently, nodding frequently to show she understood.

Meng Yiyi watched Cheng Zhu speak animatedly, completely captivated by him.

Cheng Zhu had always felt that Yiyi had a bit of a hero-worship trait to her.

After the serious talk, they all left the east building.

Cheng Zhu escorted the sister pair back to their hotel. After they got out of the car, he casually found a spot to park, then opened Weibo to check on the latest video about “Sheep” released by Ancient Mountain Culture.

“The buzz is pretty good, the effect is probably even better than yesterday’s,” Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

After briefly scanning, he began sending today’s videos shot in room 212 to Zhang Qiqi for her to edit.

Then, as agreed, he also secretly sent the original footage to Meng Yiyi.

However, while sending her the video, Cheng Zhu “misoperated” and also sent over the discarded video that had been recorded during the power outage.

That video captured the blackout scene and the hair detangling as well.

Due to the angle, only a third of his body was visible, and his face was unclear.

In her hotel room, Zhang Qiqi, having received the video, was already busy editing.

Meng Yiyi, on the other hand, quietly turned down the volume on her phone and then began viewing the videos one by one.

Seeing the discarded video, she immediately pursed her lips.

Thinking back now, she also felt she had been too aggressive today.

At that moment, she recalled Cheng Zhu whispering “Don’t fake it” near her ear.–Meng Yiyi still wasn’t quite sure if she had misheard.

Honestly, she had always felt that this boy seemed to pay quite a lot of attention to her.

His attention and concern for me, I feel, are even more than what he shows to Zhang Qiqi.

But for some reason, she also always felt like he could see right through her, like there was something indescribable in the way he looked at her.

Meng Yiyi shook her head, telling herself not to overthink.

She put her phone into her jacket pocket, preparing to get up and fetch a bottle of mineral water.

But as she put her hand in her pocket, she inadvertently touched something and pulled out a few strands of tangled, broken hair.

Looking at them, and having just rewatched the video, she couldn’t help but recall the moments when the two of them had been very close.

Her cheeks began to warm slightly, as if feeling Cheng Zhu’s breath again.

Meanwhile, Cheng Zhu sat in his car, ready to message Ye Zi.

Don’t forget, it had been a long time since he had contacted Ye Zi; he had decided that morning that he would chat with her tonight.

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Hang City, a certain five-star hotel.

Ye Zi and the mixed-race woman Liu Jiani were staying in the same room, having just finished today’s photo shoot.

Liu Jiani, wearing a skirt with slits designed by Persistent Visit, had finished taking pictures but hadn’t changed back, sitting on the sofa chatting with Ye Zi.

She was sitting with one leg crossed over the other, her voluptuous, sexy legs intertwined, each clad in flesh-colored stockings.

Because the skirt was slit, the stockings only reached the tops of her thighs, exposing the lace at their edges.

The photo session, which was supposed to have been finished a long time ago in the time they had scheduled, was delayed.

Liu Jiani, the fashion designer, had been busy going abroad for fashion shows recently, which had postponed their plans.

The French-Chinese mixed, highly flirtatious 75E beauty looked up at Ye Zi seated beside her and said, “Ye Zi, are you really not considering staying with me for a while?”

“You know, I never restrict my companions; even if you want to find another boyfriend, I have no objections.”

Ye Zi turned her head to glance at the mixed-race bisexual, opened her mouth, but at the moment, didn’t know quite what to say, feeling at a loss for words.

Just then, her phone chimed.

She had initially just picked it up to take a casual look, but upon seeing that Cheng Zhu had sent her a message on Weibo, Ye Zi’s eyes immediately lit up with irrepressible joy.

The prolonged neglect hadn’t spawned much resentment in her, who had a significant M attribute; instead, the sudden contact was especially delightful.

“You look so happy; must be that little boss of yours reaching out, huh?” Liu Jiani put down her crossed legs, leaning forward a bit as she spoke.

“I’ve told you multiple times not to call him the little boss; I don’t like the sound of that at all,” Ye Zi frowned.

“But he is young, isn’t he?” the older woman chuckled, adding, “Oh, not that young, I guess since he introduced himself as eighteen.”

Ye Zi ignored her, busy replying to Cheng Zhu.

Watching her, Liu Jiani couldn’t help but smile confidently, asserting, “Ye Zi, haven’t you been harboring a long-time crush on your boss?”

“Hm?” Ye Zi looked up at her, cautious not to cause Cheng Zhu any trouble, hence she denied, “No.”

Moreover, I’m not lying; how is this a crush when it’s clearly overt for me?

“I feel it’s quite obvious,” Liu Jiani disbelieved.

She continued on her own, “But also true, your little boss does have a certain charm, tall and with broad shoulders, long legs, he looks to be in good shape, though I don’t know if he has abs.”

“He’s also pretty successful in making money at such a young age, selling QQ underwear, just the kind of man who knows what he’s doing.”

Ye Zi knew exactly what the ‘capable man’ the older woman referred to entailed.

“In terms of fashion design, he’s quite a genius too; didn’t I show him the new design I made the other day? He mentioned a few things offhand, and initially, I thought he was talking nonsense, but upon reconsideration, it really seemed like those changes would improve it.”

“If you’re not interested in him, I actually am,” Liu Jiani chuckled lightly.

Ye Zi, unbothered, still smiled and asked, “What? You want to flirt with me and also flirt with my boss?”

“Why not? I can tell, you like him.”

Liu Jiani rested her chin on one hand, continuing, “And me, I like you but also have a good feeling about him; don’t you think that’s wonderfully convenient?”

The experienced woman’s face took on a seductive expression, seemingly already imagining how joyful such days could be.

He can have both.

I can have both too.

–Expand the framework!

“You’re talking nonsense,” Ye Zi felt this was absurd, struggling to keep up with the bisexual’s thoughts.

“Just be open-hearted and accept it,” Liu Jiani said, smiling and waving her hand, “Making our days together happy is the most important thing, isn’t it?”

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(ps: Second update, give some monthly tickets~)