Chapter 621: 336 The person in mory
336 The Person in mory
Bai Ye was about to leave, when Fang Yuxin’s communicator suddenly rang. Seeing it was Zhao Qiankun, he imdiately decided against leaving. He turned back and sat down beside Fang Yuxin, watched her choose to answer the call, raised an eyebrow, and was also curious to hear what Zhao Qiankun was planning to say.
The mont the call connected, Zhao Qiankun’s punchable face appeared on the tiny screen. It seed he’d even made a special effort to dress up. Bai Ye wasn’t sure if it was to show off in front of Fang Yuxin or if it was just his usual deanor.
Bai Ye, with a slight narrowing of his eyes, felt that Zhao Qiankun looked even more deserving of a beating than he had yesterday.
Truth be told, Zhao Qiankun was pretty handso, especially when he smiled, his phoenix eyes slightly squinting, deep and bright, which was quite charming. But the extent of his charm’s impact on others varied from person to person. For so naive young girls, a single glance from him could send their hearts racing. However, for those who were accustod to seeing all manner of attractive n and won, Zhao Qiankun appeared to be just ordinarily handso.
Especially upon closer examination, one would notice that although Zhao Qiankun looked handso and charming, his deanor was sowhat frivolous, lacking the kind of steadiness that cos with being accustod to the scene. It was like comparing him to a nouveau riche who had suddenly co into wealth: no matter how dazzlingly they dressed, they couldn’t match the inherent quality of soone from a true aristocratic family – the gap in temperant was too wide.
Say, Bai Yi. Although his abilities fell short of Bai Ye’s, if he were compared with Zhao Qiankun solely on the basis of temperant and charm, Zhao Qiankun couldn’t hold a candle to him. However, Zhao Qiankun had a strong backing, which is why he generally seed very confident. In that respect, Bai Yi couldn’t match him.
Now, in the apocalypse, where zombies and mutated creatures were everywhere, humanity was forced to shrink within the confines of small safe bases, with no one knowing what tomorrow might bring. Everyone lived in a state of constant anxiety. In this situation, Zhao Qiankun always exuded confidence and assurance, naturally attracting all sorts of n and won to follow and flatter him.
This greatly contributed to Zhao Qiankun’s charm value, ensuring his success with won every ti he pursued them. Often, it was the other won who took the initiative to throw themselves into his arms, seeking his protection to survive securely in the dangerous world.
Unfortunately, Zhao Qiankun failed to grasp the key point. He mistook it, thinking that all those won were attracted by his personal charm, seeing him as the individual, and was quite confident that he could win over Fang Yuxin and fulfill his longstanding desire.
What a pity, Fang Yuxin, who ca from a notable background, raised by Qu Qianhe and Fang Jintang, and had an outstanding childhood friend like Qiu Yiming, then later t an even more exceptional Bai Ye. How could she possibly take a second glance at Zhao Qiankun? Even without Bai Ye, with Qingmu Spiritual Mansion at her back, she completely relied on her abilities to thrive in the apocalypse and would never seek Zhao Qiankun’s protection like the other won did.
So, when she saw Zhao Qiankun’s smile, which he thought was full of charm, she only raised an eyebrow, her gaze clear, showing no sign of being moved. Bai Ye, stealthily observing Fang Yuxin’s reaction from the side, couldn’t help but feel triumphant when he saw that she had no reaction to Zhao Qiankun’s punchable face.
Unfortunately, Fang Yuxin hadn’t activated her video feed. She and Bai Ye could clearly see Zhao Qiankun, but he was unable to see them.
Zhao Qiankun’s voice ca through the speaker: “Xinxin, can you turn on the video? I want to see you.”
As soon as Bai Ye heard these words, his brows furrowed tightly, and his expression darkened – who the hell did this Zhao character think he was, addressing her so intimately? And wanting a video call with Xinxin, who did he think he was?
With these thoughts, Bai Ye turned his head anxiously to look at Fang Yuxin, fearing she would agree.
Fang Yuxin, amused by his nervous deanor, smiled at him, then spoke to Zhao Qiankun with a cold tone: “Mr. Zhao, we’re not familiar with each other. It would be better if you called ‘Miss Fang.’ I’m not comfortable with how you’re addressing .”
Zhao Qiankun frowned in dissatisfaction from the other end and his voice carried a whiny tone of discontent, “Is that so? I thought we were already quite familiar.”
Fang Yuxin rolled her eyes. Did Zhao Qiankun take her for an ignorant little girl, or did he see himself as the domineering CEO from a TV drama? That tone – it really was annoying, tsk!
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