Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!-Chapter 994: Did Bao Gucheng Rise to the Top with His Looks? Is He the Overlooked Underachiever?
Bao Gucheng’s direct claim of dominion made the dark clouds swirl in Nangong Mo’s eyes.
In an instant, it seemed as if a silent storm had risen in the several feet’s distance between the two men.
Watching as the bloody drama of two men fighting over a woman was about to unfold, Bai Fei decisively pulled Feng Tang forward to stand in front of Nangong Mo:
"Hey hey, where’s Yin Hu, brother? Lao Feng, did you see? His boss came in person, where the heck did he run off to? He’s got no sense at all, not even rushing over to guide his boss’s plane..."
His gaze swept over the crowd and stopped at Gu Shiyin, whose slightly evasive eyes quickly turned away, avoiding his.
Ah, seeing Mr. Bo ignoring her must sting a lot, huh?
Bai Fei didn’t think much of it. He was only bringing up Yin Hu to break the deadlock, and since the guy didn’t follow suit, he decided to quickly send this big Buddha, the walking cannonball Bao Gucheng, off.
"Mr. Bo, my car’s out of gas, can I hitch a ride with your plane?" He rambled on while trying hard to keep Nangong Mo and Bao Gucheng’s lines of sight apart, to prevent an escalation.
Bao Gucheng lifted his eyelids slightly and let out a low nasal "Hmm": "No space. Go on your own."
What?
That big plane has no seats? Are they bullying me because my surname means white and think I’m an idiot?
In his effort to alleviate the tension, Bai Fei felt his hard work shattered into pieces.
He was so sensible not to put on a scene of three men fighting over one woman, choosing instead to side with Bao Gucheng, first excluding Nangong Mo, yet this guy just discarded him once he was of no more use!
He turned to Zuzi, complaining: "Little Fairy, Bao Gucheng isn’t being fair!"
Zuzi lifted her head from Bao Gucheng’s shoulder nook, her watery eyes drowsy: "Mmm, Xiao Cheng, help him, will you?"
Bao Gucheng’s Adam’s apple moved: "Alright."
Just as Bai Fei rejoiced at successfully complaining and having the Little Fairy pity and protect him, who would have thought, Bao Gucheng would blandly instruct Chen Long behind him: "Go refuel his car, send him and the professor back to the city."
Bai Fei was dumbfounded: "..."
What?
Just that?
"I helped you fend off love rivals, and you play me like a rival, throwing me away to the ends of the earth..." Bai Fei groaned.
However, Bao Gucheng had already wrapped his arm around Zuzi’s slender waist, and stepped onto the plane.
Bai Fei decided to switch sides, turning to make way for Nangong Mo: "Hey, Fourth Master, aren’t you going after Little Fairy? You should act when it’s time to act!"
Nangong Mo’s thin lips were tightly pursed, saying nothing.
Instead, it was the two people gradually walking away who murmured softly, with their words carried by the wind to the ears of the onlookers—
"Things over there were delayed, so I came late."
"Not at all, Xiao Cheng, you came just in time, bringing good luck, the coffin opened smoothly."
"Next time I’ll accompany you throughout."
"Mm ah..."
Nangong Mo took a deep breath, his chest inexplicably stifled: Could Bao Gucheng, who hadn’t appeared full-time, be compared to him for proposing the key idea of isotope measurement, for his contribution to opening the coffin?
That woman actually praised Bao Gucheng?
Come on, does Bao Gucheng rise to power just by looks?
He felt like an outstanding student who answered all questions correctly but was ignored by the teacher, losing to a slacker who only flattered the teacher.
Bai Fei, not understanding his mood, asked puzzled: "Fourth Master, could you be afraid of Bao Gucheng?"
Nangong Mo stood with his arms behind his back, staring at the small woman in Bao Gucheng’s embrace until they both disappeared into the plane’s cabin, then he said softly: "Not her."
"What?" Bai Fei didn’t understand again.
Nangong Mo didn’t explain either.
Even if he explained, no one in this world could understand.
The years apart from that person were too lengthy, his longing sunk deep into his bones. Seeing a mere mortal woman, they all seemed reminiscent of that person.
Zuzi, Zuzi, in the end, they only looked similar.
That person would never be so close to a man.
Would never be so foolish, unable to tell who contributed more, favoring solely based on looks, ha!
