Chapter 265: The Eight Acts of Coquetry

Qin Yun was naturally in a bad mood.

The other women had all legitimately met Fang Zhou, whereas her encounter had been a coincidence, thanks to someone else’s arrangements.

Moreover, that encounter nearly spiraled out of control, almost leading to irreversible actions.

Her eyes turned darker, her lowered eyelids and trembling eyelashes revealing her inner displeasure.

Hadn’t she already sent the photos to Han Xi and Qiao Sisi?

Why were those two staying so calm?

Based on her understanding of their personalities, she thought they would have taken action by now.

Qin Yun couldn’t understand, but she couldn’t directly ask either. Maybe she would find another opportunity to stir things up later.

She couldn’t act directly; otherwise, she’d get her hands dirty and might end up implicating herself.

Recalling the day she was discharged from the hospital, her friend had told her that the Chu family was investigating the car accident. Qin Yun became even more cautious.

A failed attempt would only alert the target.

The Chu family would now watch Chu Xinran even more closely, making it much harder to take action.

So, Qin Yun had to temporarily withdraw and see if Fang Zhou and Chu Xinran were serious about each other.

Given Fang Zhou’s character, it was unlikely he would stay with Chu Xinran if he knew she was a self-harming yandere.

He would be scared, especially since he had a sister to care for. He wouldn’t risk getting involved unless Chu Xinran was cured.

In the world of the sick, negative plus negative equals negative, positive plus negative also equals negative, only positive plus positive equals positive.

Of course, Qin Yun didn’t think she was sick; she just loved Fang Zhou too much.

The director, hearing about Qin Yun’s near car accident, immediately realized it might be a sensitive topic and decided to move on.

“Dear audience, life is precious. Always prioritize health and safety in any situation!”

After a brief segue, the director shifted the topic to the theme of the episode.

“A week ago, our show posted a fan submission task on social media.”

“Today, we’ll read fan letters and help five fans fulfill their wishes.”

At the director’s signal, an assistant pushed a small cart into the studio. On top were several letters, an old-fashioned submission method.

“Now, I will randomly select a few guests to come up and take a letter. The chosen guests will need to find one or two teammates to help fulfill the fan’s wishes.”

Hearing that they would be fulfilling fans’ wishes, the live chat buzzed with excitement, and messages poured in.

“Are you kidding me? My wish is to own a mansion. Can the show make that happen?”

“Same dream! I want to have a savings of 300,000 and then just chill at home! Screw work!”

“Hahaha, am I the only one who wants to date Sisi for a day?”

“Dream on! Sisi belongs to everyone, not just you, you toad.”

The director pulled up an app on his phone that could randomly select numbers.

“Everyone’s seat has a number on the back. When the number appears on my screen, the corresponding guest will come up to take an envelope.”

As he spoke, the director tapped the screen, and the numbers began to roll.

“1,” “3,” “5,” “7,” “10.”

Fang Zhou was a bit stunned, not expecting to be the first chosen.

He got up, walked to the cart, took an envelope, and opened it under the director’s instruction.

“I am a loyal fan of Han Xi. I love her cold demeanor but look forward to seeing her cute side. Can Han Xi do a five-shot smile and an eight-shot act of coquetry?”

Fang Zhou’s pupils dilated as he read, thinking: This fan has guts, asking Han Xi to act cute is like pulling a tiger’s whiskers.

Besides, even if she acted cute, could you handle it? Watch out, you might not see tomorrow’s sun, my friend.

He had known Han Xi for over two years and had never seen her act cute. Smiling was more within reach, but still challenging.

Everyone was watching Fang Zhou, waiting for him to read the fan letter, puzzled by his hesitation.

“What’s wrong? Fang Zhou, is the first wish hard to fulfill?”

Qi Le laughed loudly, asking Fang Zhou.

He was the second guest chosen and was eager to complete his task.

Fang Zhou smiled bitterly, unfolded the letter, and turned it for the camera to zoom in, then read it aloud.

As soon as he finished, the studio fell silent.

Everyone’s eyes turned to Han Xi, waiting for her reaction.

As Fang Zhou expected, Han Xi showed no reaction. Her expression didn’t change; she remained calm as if the request for an eight-shot act of coquetry hadn’t been about her.

Her gaze lightly brushed over Fang Zhou, like a feather almost leaving no trace.

“Do I need to assist in fulfilling this wish?”

She hadn’t misunderstood, right? The guest who opened the letter would invite others to complete the task?

So, did this mean she had to act cute for Fang Zhou?

“Yes, please come forward and complete the five-shot smile and eight-shot act of coquetry.”

The director was thrilled, knowing that Han Xi’s cold persona wasn’t an act. Doing something so out of character would yield fantastic show results.

Han Xi, not one to dawdle, got up and stood beside Fang Zhou, using a peace sign to complete the five-shot smile.

However, as she rarely smiled, the photos looked like she was forced to do it.

“Hahahaha, Han Xi, blink if you’re being held hostage!”

“Getting a cold CEO to act cute is really tough, folks!”

“I hereby dub Han Xi ‘The Mute Bride Who Can’t Pose.’”

The chat erupted in laughter, eagerly anticipating her eight-shot act of coquetry.

Holding the script, the usually confident Han Xi fell silent.

She squinted slightly, wondering: What is this?

Fang Zhou, standing behind her, thought Han Xi might not be able to say even the first line.

After three minutes of silence, the director finally realized it was too difficult for Han Xi. He quickly turned to Fang Zhou.

“How about Fang Zhou substitutes for Han Xi? You’re teammates, after all. She did half, you do the other half, very reasonable!”