9 – Fair Beauty Flirts with Sweet Girl On the Spot
Bullet comments: 【Oh ho.】
Upon hearing her refusal, Zhu Luoling’s expression shifted from surprise to disappointment.
Finally, she lowered her voice awkwardly and said, “Sorry, I was being presumptuous.”
After speaking, she turned and went downstairs.
The cameraman deliberately captured her lonely and desolate figure, her white dress making her appear particularly pitiable.
Out of the camera’s view, Zhu Luoling curled her lips coldly.
No wonder Bo Zhi always gets criticized—she really has no brains.
As expected, the bullet comments were now unanimously criticizing Bo Zhi.
【Is that really necessary? It’s just helping with luggage. Is Bo Zhi really that petty?】
【Zhu Zhu swallowed her pride to ask her, and she still gave her attitude. So annoying =_=】
【Isn’t it typical for mistresses to be mean and selfish? Zhu Zhu generously forgave her, yet she’s still nitpicking and narrow-minded. With that kind of emotional intelligence, she deserves to stay an 18th-tier celebrity forever.】
Only Bo Zhi’s anti-fans in the livestream were pleased.
【Well done, you little brat.】
【I couldn’t help but laugh. Why does Bo Zhi have to help just because Zhu asked? Is Bo Zhi her dad?】
【By the same logic, I ask you to lend me your husband for a couple of days. Would you do it?】
Zhu’s fans: 【How is that the same? Carrying luggage is just a small favor.】
Anti-fans: 【You don’t even need to lift a finger for your husband—just nod your head.】
Zhu’s fans: 【…】
Ugh, Bo Zhi’s anti-fans are so annoying.
The two fan groups went all out in the livestream, creating such a spectacular scene that even the cameraman couldn’t help but sneak glances.
Following the Director’s instructions, he immediately scurried over to interview the person involved.
Bo Zhi was watering a small succulent on the windowsill.
She really liked cute little plants and animals.
Scattered sunlight fell on the beauty, her skin fair and delicate, her bright eyes soft and beautiful—a picture of serene tranquility.
The cameraman: “Teacher Bo, the online comments about you aren’t very friendly right now.”
Bo Zhi hummed in acknowledgment, not particularly concerned.
The cameraman was puzzled. “You don’t care?”
Bo Zhi also looked puzzled as she raised her eyes. “Should I care? When have my comments ever been good?”
The cameraman froze, then forced a laugh. “Haha, I guess that’s true.”
Bo Zhi, “Haha.”
“…”
“So, what’s your take on this matter?”
After asking, the cameraman inexplicably felt a bit nervous, afraid that this strangely strong beauty would pick up the succulent and throw it at him.
For the sake of ratings, the Director didn’t care about the cameraman’s life at all, wuwuwu.
Unexpectedly, Bo Zhi wasn’t angry.
She fiddled with the plump succulent with her small hands, tilting her head slightly to look over. “My take?”
The cameraman looked at her expectantly.
Bo Zhi curved her peach blossom eyes. “I’m holding Liu Yifei in my arms while watching.”
The cameraman: “…”
The production team: “…”
This 18th-tier celebrity isn’t easy to fool—she’s quite clever.
Bo Zhi was happy to tease them a bit.
Just when they thought she wouldn’t answer, Bo Zhi spread her hands boredly and said, “I do whatever I want.”
“As long as I have no morals, no one can guilt-trip me.”
After speaking, she turned and headed to the bathroom.
Watching the slender, swaying figure of the beauty, the cameraman suddenly felt she was both beautiful and badass.
【Bo Zhi really gets it, hhh. She didn’t even read the bullet comments but knew exactly what they were saying.】
【To be honest, the relationship between the two of them is already awkward. It’s confusing why Zhu even asked.】
【Helping Zhu would make Bo Zhi uncomfortable, but not helping would get her criticized by the entire internet. Zhu definitely has some tricks up her sleeve.】
【Bo Zhi’s “I do what I want” personality is kind of appealing to me.】
【Wuwuwu, poke me too. If I could learn even half of this, I wouldn’t be guilt-tripped every day.】
The staff wouldn’t help the guests with their luggage.
After Zhu Luoling went downstairs to touch up her makeup, she finally brought her suitcase upstairs only after the new male guest arrived.
The second male guest was the popular film emperor, Zhu Zhou.
He had a standard male god face, with a gentle and refined personality, exuding grace and elegance.
Facing Zhu Luoling’s thanks, he smiled politely, “No problem, it was just a small favor.”
Zhu Luoling blushed slightly, “Film Emperor Zhu and I are quite fated—we share the same surname.”
Zhu Zhou smiled, “Yes, the surname Zhu is quite rare in the industry.”
The interaction between the two delighted Zhu’s fans.
Whenever they got the chance, they would take a jab at Bo Zhi.
【See? If Bo Zhi doesn’t help, there are plenty of film emperor brothers willing to step in. With her selfish and self-centered personality, she’ll end up alone sooner or later.】
【And all that talk about being true to herself? It’s just low emotional intelligence, lack of manners, and rudeness.】
But three minutes later, something completely unexpected happened.
Bo Zhi actually took the initiative to help the new female guest with her luggage?
The third female guest was the household name, the nation’s little sister, Ji Fanxing.
As she entered the seaside villa, Zhu Zhou happened to be taken upstairs by Zhu Luoling, leaving her to carry her own luggage.
Petite and delicate, with large round eyes, even the cameraman couldn’t help but remind her.
“Little Sister Fanxing, Film Emperor Zhu just said that if you arrived, you could leave your luggage downstairs and he’d help you carry it up later.”
As Bo Zhi came downstairs, she overheard this sweet and cute-looking girl say impatiently.
“What’s the point of waiting? So pretentious.”
Bo Zhi raised an eyebrow, suddenly feeling a connection.
She immediately walked downstairs and picked up the suitcase for her. “How can a cute little sister carry luggage? Leave it to me.”
Live comments: 【？？A scene of blatant double standards?】
“Thank…” Ji Fanxing looked up, panting slightly, then suddenly paused. “Bo Zhi?”
Bo Zhi winked at her. “Yeah!”
The little sweetie actually knew her?
Ji Fanxing: “You’re that little… homewrecker.”
She suddenly realized she was on camera and immediately stopped herself.
Bo Zhi: →_→
Thanks, not so sweet anymore.
Bo Zhi gave her a light glance, and Ji Fanxing immediately covered her mouth, her round eyes wide open.
Bo Zhi: …Damn! So cute.
Bo Zhi was a total sucker for looks, with high tolerance for pretty and adorable girls.
After a moment’s thought, she still picked up the suitcase and headed upstairs. For the sake of this little sister, she could reluctantly play the fool.
Ji Fanxing trotted after her.
“Thank you, you’re really strong.”
Bo Zhi put the suitcase down on the third floor and shook her slender, pale wrist. “Yeah, I could make you cry with one punch.”
Ji Fanxing: “…” So petty.
As a star kid, she had always been straightforward in the industry.
She whispered to Bo Zhi, “Although I thank you, I don’t really like you.”
Ji Fanxing liked kind and upright people and despised homewreckers.
This was the first time Bo Zhi had been openly disliked by a sweetheart she fancied.
Pouting her red lips, she sulked, “Oh, well, I don’t like you either.”
Ji Fanxing: “…”
【Hahaha, Bo Zhi is acting like a childish brat.】
【LOL, trying to suck up but stepping on a landmine? Trying to ride on the nation’s little sister’s popularity, only to find out she already knows what kind of person Bo Zhi is.】
【So embarrassing, Bo the homewrecker. Double standards backfired.】
Bystanders were puzzled and asked, “Why do I feel like Bo Zhi just genuinely likes her little sister? The moment she saw her, her eyes were practically sparkling.”
“This brat just loves looking at beautiful women. Half a year ago, at the Weibo Red Carpet Night, she was caught drooling over a female celebrity by us anti-fans. She ended up spending five hundred yuan to buy the photo from us, and that’s how the feud started [fist bump].”
“Hahahahaha, no wonder Bo Zhi is always clashing with anti-fans on Weibo.”
“Zhu fans, don’t even bring up double standards. It just proves your Zhu Zhu isn’t a beauty, nothing more [lights a cigarette].”
“…………”
“Then why did you still help me?” Ji Fanxing asked in surprise.
Bo Zhi suddenly lowered her gaze to look at her.
The two stood in the narrow stairwell, very close to each other.
Being stared at directly by this beautiful older sister with her affectionate peach blossom eyes, Ji Fanxing widened her round eyes and instinctively held her breath.
“Because you’re cute.”
Bo Zhi whispered the words to her, sweetly.
Ji Fanxing’s face flushed red in an instant, and she instinctively nodded blankly, “Oh, oh, okay.”