Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 379 Young Master Wang's Corny Pickup Lines!

What made Ye Fan even chuckle was that the content of those green bubbles was none other than the live version of the "Cong-style cheesy pickup lines" that he had seen online before his rebirth and that netizens had been making fun of!

"Baby, I'm going to get an IV drip. What kind of IV drip? It's for the nights I miss you."

"Being emotionally controlled by someone can be annoying, but it can also be very sweet."

"Baby, I went to work in the fields today. What kind of fields did I work in? Fields that represent my unwavering devotion to you."

"I'll take care of you, you idiot!"

Ye Fan suppressed a laugh, his shoulders shrugging slightly, his inner monologue screaming: "Holy crap! A legendary scene! I've never seen anything like it! The first hot juicy gossip I get after being reborn is Young Master Wang's cheesy pickup line performance!"

Perhaps it was because Ye Fan's gaze was too "burning," or perhaps it was the brief pause after sending a new message, but Wang Congcong finally raised her head.

His gaze met Ye Fan's eyes, which held a strange smile.

To Ye Fan's surprise, Wang Congcong showed no embarrassment or awkwardness. Instead, her eyes lit up as if she had found a kindred spirit!

He proudly waved his phone, a confident (or, in Ye Fan's eyes, foolish) smile spreading across his face, and whispered boastfully to Ye Fan, "How about it, Lao Ye? Look at my flirting skills! Pretty convincing, right?"

His expression was as if he were displaying a rare treasure.

Ye Fan was momentarily speechless, stunned by this overwhelming "confidence." His lips twitched, and he swallowed the wine he almost spat out before helplessly reminding her, "Young Master Wang... haven't you noticed that the girl hasn't replied to a single message?"

He gestured with his eyes to the screen filled with green.

Wang Congcong waved his hand dismissively, his face still bearing that "everything is under control" expression: "Hey! You just don't understand, do you? It's so late, that girl's definitely asleep! When she opens her eyes tomorrow morning and sees this whole basket of my burning 'sincerity,' won't she be moved to tears? At that point, half the battle will be won!"

His tone was firm, as if he had already foreseen the tears of emotion that would well up in the other person.

"Are you... sure?" Ye Fan felt like he was about to burst from holding it in.

This logic is so bizarre it's outrageous.

"Of course!"

Wang Congcong puffed out his chest, his face radiating an air of "I'm a Casanova" confidence: "Let me tell you, she actually already has feelings for me! It's just that my status puts a lot of pressure on her, making her feel unworthy! So, I have to be twice as sincere, twice as humble, to let her feel my sincerity and equality! To make her understand that in my eyes, Wang Congcong, everyone is equal before love!"

He spoke with such conviction, as if imparting some kind of love bible: "Just you wait, she's definitely torn right now! She's just waiting for my sincere emotional offensive to help her make up her mind! That's what you call 'water flowing into the channel'!"

Seeing that Ye Fan was just looking at him with an indescribable expression and didn't say anything, he assumed that Ye Fan was shocked by his "profound theory".

He immediately became even more smug, adopting a know-it-all tone: "Old Ye, there's a lot more to this than meets the eye! You're still young, you don't understand these romantic tales. Want me to teach you a few tricks? I guarantee you'll be able to pick up girls with ease from now on!"

As he spoke, he tapped the screen again, and a new green bubble instantly appeared:

"Let me love you properly, okay? Let me spend my life with you, okay? I'm your soulmate!"

After sending the message, Wang Congcong even waved her phone in front of Ye Fan to show off this "bombshell," her face beaming with "Praise me!"

Ye Fan took a deep breath, suppressing his surging laughter, and revealed a smile that instantly broke Wang Congcong's guard—a smile tinged with amusement and natural superiority. He countered, "Young Master Wang, do you think I need to learn these things?"

Wang Congcong was taken aback, and subconsciously began to scrutinize Ye Fan closely:

That face had sharp, striking eyebrows, a high, straight nose, and well-defined features; his handsomeness was almost radiant, leaving me miles behind. His figure was tall and well-proportioned, exuding youthful energy. His demeanor was calm yet mysterious, composed and unhurried. He was the young master of a top-tier family with an unfathomable background. He was barely an adult, so youthful and fresh-faced!

Damn it!

A strong sense of frustration, described as "comparison is the thief of joy," instantly overwhelmed Wang Congcong.

His previous pitiful sense of superiority as a "love saint" vanished completely.

With these physical attributes, even if he were a penniless person, let alone a rich second-generation, just based on his face and his temperament, he would definitely be a campus heartthrob who would be pursued by girls!

Looking at herself again... Wang Congcong began to seriously doubt her own charm for the first time.

He deflated like a punctured balloon, his shoulders slumped, he sighed heavily, picked up the wine glass on the table, took a large gulp, and let out a heartfelt lament:

"Why......!"

His sigh was so genuine that even Fang Yu and Qin Kun, who were trying hard to suppress their laughter, almost couldn't hold it in.

Although Valentina and Irina couldn't understand the specifics, they were amused by Wang Congcong's dramatic changes in expression and covered their mouths to chuckle.

The private room was filled with a joyful yet slightly absurd atmosphere.

Just as the echo of Wang Congcong's philosophical sigh had barely faded—

"Buzz... Buzz..."

The phone he was holding tightly suddenly vibrated!

Wang Congcong sat bolt upright as if struck by lightning, her self-pity instantly replaced by ecstasy, her eyes fixed on the bright spot on the screen.

It's that chat window he's been bombarding for ages!

The other party finally replied!

He eagerly clicked on it, his smile as bright and dazzling as the rising sun.

however.

The smile lasted for less than half a second, as if it had been frozen solid.

On the screen, a lone white bubble lay, containing only a short line of text: "Get lost! You're so greasy, you middle-aged man."

The air seemed to freeze.

Sitting opposite him, Ye Fan clearly saw the entire process of Wang Congcong's expression changing from ecstasy to stiffness and then to disbelief.

He was about to say something to comfort her when he saw Wang Congcong take a deep breath, and the stiffness on her face quickly faded away like melting snow, replaced by... an even more excited, almost obsessive fighting spirit!

Instead of getting angry, he started typing furiously on the screen: "Hahaha, you're so aloof when I message you, do you think you're so cool? You're just ignoring someone who likes you, cares about you, and worries about you?"

Ye Fan's mind raced with thoughts: "Holy crap! It's confirmed! Not a single word is different! A classic replica! A famous scene recreated!"

He almost choked on his own saliva and quickly drank some wine to calm himself down.