Chapter 102: Are You Concerning Yourself With Me?
With so many people wanting to be friends with Yun Zhonghe, he was swamped. His hand, holding the communication pendant, kept brushing against others. It was getting too wild, too casual, like brushing past every hole in his book collection.
If you imagine each person’s relationship as a hole and each touch as something else… Yikes, is he trying to plug every hole? Injecting his presence into everyone’s life like that?
Yun Zhonghe felt drained already.
Xiao Hu, Song Ziwei, Xiao Yang and Xiao Yue, Luo Qing, key characters, had swapped contact details, but others were leaving him quite busy. Too popular might not be all sunshine and roses after all.
Then, a hand stretched before his eyes, blocking everyone else out.
In red robes, Qin Hongye tightly hugged Yun Zhonghe’s robe. She stared at the ground, avoiding his gaze.
“Your clothes… I’ll return them later, okay? I talked with papa about your situation, rewards will come shortly. Look forward to it.”
Her gaze slightly shifted, cheeks blushed, awkwardly saying, “And… thank you for saving me.”
Patiently, Yun Zhonghe listened, feeling her genuine care. This meant she approved of him.
Could he have gained a friend’s level of approval? That was rare.
Though usually serious, now he couldn’t help smiling broadly, energized.
His main goal for the Qingzhu Town voyage was gaining Qin Hongye’s favor. Now she not only accepted him, but even fought for rewards for him, suggesting what?
It seemed he conquered her innermost self, earning her trust.
“You’re welcome, fellow cultivator. Mutual support is natural. Regarding this robe… there’s no rush, just a mere robe.”
Yun Zhonghe said, but an overly possessive cat kept his face under scrutiny.
Mu Jixue was shocked seeing Yun Zhonghe smiling at Qin Hongye. Usually, he was distant. Yet he smiled just for her!
“Why is he smiling at her?”
Actually, Mu Jixue sensed a shift in how Yun Zhonghe treated her versus Qin Hongye.
She thought he was cold until now, but clearly, he was selective!
Does Yun Zhonghe fancy this redhead vixen more?!
Unaware of Mu Jixue’s internal rants, Yun Zhonghe felt Qin Hongye was like him. No need to set any barriers.
“Then consider this robe a gift?”
Qin Hongye clenched her clothes, fiddling with her fiery hair.
Yun Zhonghe smiled back, “If you like it, it’s yours.”
Her face showed unexpected delight, seemingly fond of the robe.
Maybe she really loved this robe?
The limited edition treasure shop piece from his mom’s collection could be her preference. Yun Zhonghe believed she appreciated such things. Tao Jiu’er often asked him to buy similar ones.
Seeing her like this, Yun Zhonghe felt lucky.
Qin Hongyue, though with a pout, looked pleased.
On the other side, Mu Jixue’s teeth itched. Lin Zhongyu looked worried.
Neither knew the story behind the robe. Lin Zhongyu also noticed Mu Jixue watching them, showing concern.
“Xue’Er, what are you doing? Hurry up!”
Lin Zhongyu was anxious seeing Mu Jixue slow down and unwilling to let go of pride.
Only Mu Jixue’s strong-willed stubbornness kept her from backing down.
Their short conversation concluded, Qin Hongye fell silent, pondering.
Such coquettish behavior mimicked shy, blossoming girls.
“Adding the contact… through the communication pendant.”
Yun Zhonghe hesitated briefly, then exchanged contact details readily.
Finally fed up, Mu Jixue stepped forward, pulling Yun Zhonghe away, stopping further interaction with Qin Hongye.
This Yun Zhonghe, close to a heartthrob by that fiery vixen, drew action.
Watching from the sidelines, Lin Zhongyu clenched her fist, “Good job, Xue’Er!”
“Yun brother, it’s time we head home. Mama wants us all back for dinner.”
“Really? When did you contact my mother!”
Yun Zhonghe’s foot was stepped on.
“You just did,” Mu Jixue retorted sweetly, dragging him away forcefully.
Amidst bliss, Qin Hongye turned hostile toward Mu Jixue, noticing the interruption.
No ignorance here; she got the cue.
Mutual glares sparked an invisible fire in the air.
Xiao Hu chimed in, “Wow, intense!”
Puzzled, Yun Zhonghe wondered, “What wind blew this white-haired pixie my way?”
He aimed to continue bonding, helping Mu Jixue smooth things over, easing their previous tensions.
“Hold on, stop pulling,” observing Mu Jixue’s pouting face, he was utterly perplexed, “Why are you mad?”
Addressed, Mu Jixue’s cheeks flushed, “I’m not mad at anything! Not at all!”
Clearly touched by a nerve,
Her tiger-like sharp canines flashed, “Just irritated. Didn’t you hear my warning about her danger? But you got closer anyway!”
Yun Zhonghe understood finally.
“Are you concerned for me?”
Her face flamed instantly, pupils trembling.
“Is there any problem with that?! Hands off!” She snapped, crossing arms, turning away proudly.
Indeed… why should she care? More bliss for him and the redhead vixen. Less clinging to her or Little Yu.
Feeling annoyed by his different treatment of them. Why?
Ah, surely because she was kind. Even to Yun Zhonghe. Prevent bad women from tricking him. Also, returning favors.
Absolutely!
Gained confidence, Mu Jixue felt justified.
Not one to miss a beat, quickly convinced herself.
