Apocalypse: The Supporting Actress Made a Comeback-Chapter 152 - 101 Mindset (First Update)
Chapter 152: 101 Mindset (First Update)
Chapter 152: 101 Mindset (First Update)
Qiu Yiming had quite a struggle, but after a lot of coaxing, he finally managed to persuade Zhou Fanghua to calm down. He couldn’t quite comprehend what was going on with her lately, why she became so obsessed with the Awakening of her superpower. In his view, with him to protect her and their family’s military status, Zhou Fanghua really didn’t need to behave like this. But she had become possessed by the thought of Awakening, her mind fixated on it day and night. No amount of persuasion could sway her; she even harbored resentment towards Fang Yuxin because of it.
This left him feeling helpless and also filled with a sense of unease. He felt very anxious, having an intuition that if things continued like this they would take a turn in a direction he didn’t want them to go. But Zhou Fanghua was his mother, and as her son, all he could do was ease her worries and solve her problems. He couldn’t stop her determined pursuit of Awakening her superpower.
What made him even more uneasy was how Zhou Fanghua’s attitude towards Fang Yuxin had changed. He remembered clearly that Zhou Fanghua used to like Fang Yuxin quite a lot. Even if their relationship wasn’t as close as that of a mother and daughter, it was still fairly good. But after the disaster, Zhou Fanghua’s attitude towards Fang Yuxin changed. After Fang Yuxin’s refusal, her hostility towards Fang Yuxin grew even more!
Sighing helplessly, Qiu Yiming recalled what Fang Yuyang had said. Suddenly he felt like Fang Yuyang was actually not wrong.
He unbuttoned his shirt and leaned back in his chair, exhausted, fretting about how to start a conversation with Fang Yuxin tomorrow. Although he had appeased Zhou Fanghua, she had demanded that no matter what method he used, he had to make Fang Yuxin agree to help her Awaken her superpower by seven o’clock the next evening. Otherwise, Fang Yuxin would no longer be a part of the Qiu Family.
He knew about Fang Yuxin’s temperament; once she had refused, she would never change her mind. Moreover, with her stubborn nature, persuading her would not be easy.
As he was plagued with worry, suddenly a sickly sweet fragrance wafted through the air. He furrowed his brow, looking up in alert just in time to see Fang Mengyao approach with a graceful sway.
The clinking sound of her slender high-heeled shoes on the marble floor echoed as Fang Mengyao held a tray with a delicate porcelain bowl on it, and a fine silver spoon beside it. The scent of food mixed with the sickly sweet perfume from Fang Mengyao created a peculiar odor.
Qiu Yiming frowned, not fond of the smell. He was indeed a bit hungry, though.
Fang Mengyao came closer, placing the tray on the desk with a perfectly compliant smile on her face — a kind of smile that would never be seen on Fang Yuxin’s face.
Qiu Yiming looked at her, suddenly feeling dazed. He was confused, unsure of whether his determination was right or wrong.
Fang Mengyao’s delicate, fair fingers held the porcelain bowl before him, lifted the lid, and put the silver spoon inside it, saying softly, “I was afraid you might be hungry, so I made you something to eat. Want to try it?”
The lid was removed, and the aroma of food instantly overwhelmed him, an irresistible temptation for his growling stomach. Yet, looking at the porcelain bowl which was smaller than his palm, Qiu Yiming couldn’t help but feel a strange sensation.
The food was of good quality but just a little bit — how could that be enough?
Thinking about Fang Mengyao’s recent behavior made Qiu Yiming’s emotions even more complex. Fang Mengyao had a mania for cleanliness and was constantly in pursuit of exquisiteness in both food and belongings. Like this porcelain bowl and silver spoon, with their unique shapes and intricate engravings, one could tell they were expensive — clearly, Fang Mengyao had prepared them specially.
Such refinement, before the apocalypse, was a sign of taste in life. However, in times like these, it seemed a bit too deliberate.
He looked up at Fang Mengyao, and when she caught his gaze, she smiled submissively. There was no denying she was a beautiful woman and one who could make many men’s hearts flutter. Yet, when such beauty was purposely molded to change, it became something horrifying.
Cosmetic surgery was no longer rare; he had seen many men and women who had gone under the knife. However, even with the best doctors performing the surgery, the faces after cosmetic procedures still gave off an unnatural, distorted feeling once the makeup was removed.
Fang Mengyao was a different case altogether; her appearance had subtle changes compared to before — small at first glance that one might easily overlook if not observant.
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But he had noticed.
