After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 1211

Chapter 1211: Fugui’s Only Flaw

Zhouzhou: “?”

Should she tell him that she is Fugui?

Before she could speak, laughter erupted around her.

One person said, “I really worship Fugui. She’s amazing—she single-handedly wiped out the top 100 list of the dark web.”

“I know, I know! She’s also my idol! I dream of being as strong as her… well, if I could be half as good, I’d be happy.”

“It’s just the name, though. It makes me a bit embarrassed to tell others that she’s my idol.”

Just as this person finished speaking, two voices responded with dissatisfaction, “What’s wrong with the name?”

The two exchanged a glance, both surprised—

Zhouzhou and Fang Zichong looked at each other, both a little shocked.

Fang Zichong, curious, asked, “You also adore Fugui?”

Zhouzhou hesitated, then nodded. “I guess so.”

“What do you mean ‘I guess so’?” Fang Zichong frowned, dissatisfied with her response. “Either you do or you don’t. Our idol Fugui doesn’t want fans who can’t commit fully.”

After saying that, he shot a fierce look at the person who had spoken earlier, his anger even greater than Zhouzhou’s. “What’s wrong with the name? It’s powerful and grounded. Do you have any problem about it?”

Everyone knew he was a die-hard Fugui fan, and the person who had criticized the name immediately apologized with a smile, saying, “I was wrong, the name is perfect. Not just anyone could come up with it.”

Zhouzhou wasn’t fooled. After years of acting, she could clearly tell when someone was lying.

She puffed her cheeks out in displeasure, clearly irritated.

What was wrong with the name Fugui? It sounded lucky and prosperous—much better than Brother Dafu’s name!

However, after this exchange, she decided not to mention that she was Fugui. Anyone who couldn’t appreciate her name didn’t deserve to know who she really was!

Soon, someone asked curiously, “Zhouzhou, your dad is Captain Ye, right? I heard you’re also from the Fourth Bureau. Have you met Fugui?”

Zhouzhou nodded, “Of course, we’re very close. We see each other every day.”

She even saw her in the mirror while washing her face this morning.

Upon hearing this, the others visibly became excited, even Fang Zichong couldn’t help but glance at her.

Forget about the name, Fugui’s abilities were truly impressive, and they all admired her.

Now they eagerly asked, “What does Fugui look like? Are they a man or a woman?”

“Fugui must be a man, right? I heard he’s incredibly strong, and he started his operations ten years ago. I remember that the strongest people in the Fourth Bureau were all men back then.”

“Yeah, but that’s a shame. I heard Fugui is only 1.6 meters tall, what a pity.”

“That’s a lie!” Zhouzhou’s eyes widened. “Fugui is 1.67 meters!”

She was already short enough, why did they have to subtract 7 centimeters?

To her surprise, the others looked even more disappointed. “Just 1.67 meters? That’s still short. What a pity. If he were a bit taller, he’d be more imposing.”

Zhouzhou completely agreed with that.

She pouted, wishing she could be taller too.

It didn’t help her to say anything about it. It just felt like it lacked any impact.

Now she really didn’t want to admit she was Fugui. She didn’t want to give anyone the chance to mock her for being short.

It made her angry just thinking about it!

Being 1.67 meters was her lifetime flaw!

Fang Zichong’s expression also became uncertain, but as a hardcore Fugui fan, he said, “What matters is how strong he is. What’s so special about one’s height? Even if he’s tall, without the strength, it’s useless—just a big fool.”

Hearing this, Zhouzhou stared at him. She wasn’t moved in the slightest; in fact, she thought he was just being pretentious.

“Those who’ve had enough to eat can’t understand the hunger of those who haven’t,” she thought.

Why would height even matter? Of course, it was all about face!

Even though 1.7 meters wasn’t a huge deal, it still sounded more imposing than 1.67 meters.

Hmph!

She looked at Fang Zichong with a mix of envy, jealousy, and hatred, which left him confused. He had no idea which part of his speech had offended her.

Just then, Xi Mo walked over and saw the scene. He approached and patted Zhouzhou’s head, asking, “What’s wrong? Why are you so upset?”

Zhouzhou looked up at him, feeling heartbroken. She buried her face in his chest and started to cry.

“Why is everyone taller than me?”

With such great genes, why couldn’t she grow taller?

Seeing her like this, Xi Mo became slightly worried. His brows furrowed, and his aura turned colder as he scanned the surroundings. He asked in a deep voice, “What’s going on?”

Fang Zichong and the others didn’t know what had happened, so they recounted everything that had just occurred.

“We don’t really know what happened with her.”

Xi Mo: “…”

He understood now.

It must be the height comments that had upset the little shorty.

Zhouzhou had always been sensitive about her height. When they were younger, every time they made jokes about it, she’d get mad, and they would have to reassure her that she’d grow taller when she got older.

It wasn’t a lie, but her expectations were too high. Seven meters? Trees didn’t even grow that tall.

And 1.67 meters wasn’t short for a girl.

But for Zhouzhou, it still wasn’t enough.

Seeing how distressed she was, Xi Mo gently comforted her, “Alright, stop crying. You’re not even an adult yet. I’ve heard that many people grow a little taller at the end of their teenage years. You still have a chance.”

“Really?” Zhouzhou’s eyes instantly brightened, and she looked at him expectantly. “Can I grow as tall as you?”

Xi Mo hesitated. “That might be a bit difficult…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhouzhou immediately understood what he meant and burst into tears again.

Xi Mo’s heart sank. He was done for—there was no way to comfort her now.

He rubbed his temples, unsure what to do.

Zhouzhou was crying so hard that the other men around her didn’t know what to say.

Fang Zichong furrowed his brows and after thinking for a while, finally came up with something comforting, “Don’t worry, Fugui is short too. You still have a chance to match him in martial arts.”

But she is Fugui!

He just said Fugui was short.

Oh no…

Zhouzhou, who had only been quietly shedding tears, was now completely heartbroken.

Her own fan was calling her short. She couldn’t take it anymore!

She couldn’t live like this!

Why was her life so hard?!