Forcing Me to Be Reborn?! - Chapter 355 - Chapter 355 Chapter 279 I Feel Like We Are Somewhat Ambiguous

Chapter 355: Chapter 279 I Feel Like We Are Somewhat Ambiguous (Vote for monthly tickets!) Chapter 355: Chapter 279 I Feel Like We Are Somewhat Ambiguous (Vote for monthly tickets!) In the end, Cheng Zhu bought another cup of hot oat milk latte at Starbucks.

Hmm, a medium size.

As he left the store, several female staff members couldn’t help but watch him go.

“Every time I see him, I think he’s so handsome.”

“I agree, and he must be rich at home, daring to open a milk tea shop in an expensive mall like Star City, and right across from our store.”

“I think they are about to open.”

“On my day off, I’m going to support his shop with a purchase too.”

“That’s not support, you just think he’s good-looking!”

“What’s with that! It’s going to close down sooner or later, how is that not support?”

“Ah, who knows how long this handsome guy can hold out.”

The two women had worked at Starbucks for almost a year and had developed a sense of “corporate pride,” or rather, a sense of superiority.

They certainly didn’t think any beverage shop in China deserved to go head-to-head with Starbucks!

…

As the sun set, Cheng Zhu went to his maternal grandparents’ home for dinner.

His grandparents had lived in this neighborhood for many years and were well-acquainted with the local residents.

Whenever they met, they would chat about this and that in their daily lives.

Once people get old, they especially love to talk about their children.

Having a child who’s great at studying is something to be very proud of.

Having a child who can make money is also a matter of pride.

Cheng Zhu’s grandparents haven’t been shy about showing off their grandson recently.

He bought each of his grandparents a mink coat, which many elderly people find quite stylish.

His grandmother is reserved and sometimes reluctant to wear it, but his grandfather was different; he wore it the next day to stroll around the neighborhood, walking not just one round as usual but a full two.

Just a few days ago, the old man complained to other elderly neighbors, “My grandson insists that we get a health check-up. I didn’t want to go at all; my health is fine, so isn’t that a waste of money?”

“But he wouldn’t take no for an answer; he says it’s spending money for peace of mind.”

“Oh, it made me skip breakfast that day.”

Since Cheng Zhu’s mother Xu Yun is an only child, people from her parents’ generation who don’t have a son are often ridiculed behind their backs or even directly to their faces.

There’s a saying that a daughter is like water thrown out when married off.

A son-in-law is definitely not the same as a son.

A grandson is also not the same as a son’s son.

But in reality?

Old Cheng is utterly obedient and attentive to his master and father-in-law; he can’t do enough to please them.

Xu Yun also returns home religiously every week.

Now even their grandson is doing well, making good money while still in university, and he’s still so filial!

Sometimes, being the pride of the elders feels really good, truly.

Moreover, Cheng Zhu is even better at cheering up the old folks than Old Cheng.

He would often mention to his grandparents, “It was really thanks to the 5,000 yuan red packet you gave me for academic advancement; without it, I wouldn’t have had any capital!”

The elderly struggle to keep up with the rapidly changing times, naturally they can’t help much with your studies or work.

They only see your exhaustion, your suffering, your pain, and then they silently make more of your favorite dishes next time, prepare a bowl of nutritious soup for you.

–We are old and can’t be of much help; sorry.

Cheng Zhu is well aware that it’s easy to indulge the elderly, who often resemble children in old age – possibly even easier to placate than actual children.

This makes his grandparents feel helpful in his business endeavors, filling them with lasting joy.

Today, before going to his grandparents’ house, Cheng Zhu had bought quite a lot of things again.

He knew that this meant he was in for a “scolding” when he visited them.

Sometimes it’s just like that; you never know what you can do for the elders.

You want to buy them things, they say they don’t need it.

You suggest taking them on trips, they say they don’t need it.

You offer to pay for a health check-up once or twice a year, they also say they don’t need it.

When we were young, whatever we wanted from them, we could simply ask.

But now, they want nothing in return, and even say that every penny you spend on them is a waste.

All they say is: it’s the thought that counts.

Cheng Zhu is quite perverse; he’s going to buy things anyway, so let them scold!

It’s all about being rebellious!

Once inside the house, the two old people did give him an earful.

But at the dinner table, they still actively served him soup.

Cheng Zhu drank two big bowls.

“It’s a good day to replenish the body,” he thought.

“I can’t be complacent just because I’m only 18 this year.”

Little Youzi, his little shadow, seeing that her brother had refilled his bowl, immediately raised her hand, “I want another bowl too!”

Grandpa immediately got up with a smile and filled the bowl for the little girl.

After dinner, they stayed at their grandparents’ house for an hour before going home.

Tonight, Cheng Zhu was staying at his family’s home, not planning to return to the dorm or to Xinhang Apartment.

…

At seven in the evening, Cheng Zhu asked Ye Zi how the photoshoot was progressing.

Ye Zi replied that it was all set.

This time it wasn’t like before with several new styles, just three sets.

With more products and different colors in the past, photoshoots definitely took longer.

The Christmas battle dress, not differentiated by color, was equivalent to just shooting three pieces of clothing; it was very efficient.

By seven o’clock, Ye Zi was already in bed editing photos.

However, during the process, she kept getting distracted while editing the first set of Christmas dresses.

Under the blankets, her legs involuntarily tensed and she clenched them tight.

She bit her lips seductively, unable to help herself.

“Today, it’s been exactly like this.”

She felt a bit too… wanting in her current state.

Only the memories are enough to stir endless tumult in her heart.

Cheng Zhu, on the other hand, estimated based on the efficient Ye Zi that by late in the night she would send over the edited model photos.

As for the main drawings of each style, he guessed she would send them soon.

Just as he thought, shortly after he got home and asked Ye Zi if the main images were ready, Ye Zi confirmed she had finished.

Cheng Zhu checked them and was quite satisfied.

“Hey, this little model isn’t bad,” he thought to himself.

Ye Zi, following his instructions, maximized the distinctiveness of her eyes.

And honestly, it was quite tantalizing.

“She did well; let’s use her again for the next new styles,” Cheng Zhu considered.

But he wasn’t going to use a single model for his new products in the long run.

In the vast Hang City, there was no shortage of bold women.

With his reputation in certain circles, he could call women from afar to fly in for shoots, and they would line up for the chance!

Don’t they realize the value of being a QQ Fashion Tycoon?

Since the main images were perfect, Cheng Zhu reached out to Hu Yan.

“Are you there? Got work for you,” he typed.

“Right here, right here, boss, send it!” Hu Yan replied instantly.

Some time had passed since Hu Yan’s trip to Hang City.

After returning to Shanghai, she herself hadn’t realized the subtle change in her mindset.

Originally, she saw him as a patron and confidant at most, or an online flirt.

But when they met in person, seeing him in the flesh – his good looks were just too powerful!

Recently, Hu Yan hadn’t received any requests from Persistent Visit, nor had she taken any outside work.

After all, her skills were mainly in the sensual, and she wasn’t wholly suited for too straight-laced projects.

So, she’d been practicing her drawing skills at home mostly.

After coming back from Hang City, she was itching to draw, brimming with inspiration.

Hu Yan, a plump female artist with large black-framed glasses, worked daily at her drafting table.

“Little sister, you’re in for a treat!” Hu Yan thought with a chuckle.

This meant Yue Lingjing would get new drawings from her mentor every night in her dorm room.

The quiet and classical beauty had to dive under her covers, completely concealing her phone and half of her face, to sneak peeks at the artworks.

She hesitated often to say, “Mentor, don’t you think the man in your painting is starting to resemble Cheng Zhu?”

Yue Lingjing had harbored this thought for a while, but at the time it was just a feeling of resemblance.

The subtly raised eyebrows and the aura of the figure were slightly like Cheng Zhu, at least visually, and even more so in spirit–five parts spirit for every two parts form!

And now? You’ve been secretly giving him extra points every day, haven’t you?

Yue Lingjing had met Cheng Zhu several times; they were university peers, and her dorm mate Luo Xi had a secret high school crush on him, now an outright fangirl, pure worship, and they’d often talk about him in the dorm.

For Yue Lingjing, Cheng Zhu was… sort of an acquaintance?

Do you understand the feeling of seeing an acquaintance in those sorts of pictures?

Especially when you’ve seen the person’s real face!

“On the outside, he’s a campus hotshot adored by many girls, and a pioneer entrepreneur at the school, succeeding in everything from opening stores to other ventures.”

“But behind all that, he’s the owner of a QQ lingerie store!”

Yue Lingjing had always been well-behaved, sensible, and quiet…

Her biggest act of rebellion and turning point in life was meeting Hu Yan, her mischievous senior.

And then, she was set on a path of no return with those drawings.

Why, why intensify my corruption?

The most frightening part was that each time, she both resisted and couldn’t resist the images.

Even feeling a sense of stimulation from them that she’d never experienced before!?

But in the not-so-big, not-so-small Technology University, she would never dare to encounter Cheng Zhu directly.

If she saw him, she’d stay thirty meters away.

You think your manhua blending with reality in a model’s photoshoot is something?

When I see you, the real you overlaid with the images in my mind–that’s the true manhua-reality fusion!

And then, that very night, Hu Yan sent an exciting message, “Little sister! The boss finally gave me work!”