After Being Betrayed, I Married a Tycoon in a Flash-Chapter 201 - Little Village Flower This Handsome
Chapter 201: Chapter 201: Little Village Flower, This Handsome Will Take You to Ascend
Chapter 201: Chapter 201: Little Village Flower, This Handsome Will Take You to Ascend
“…” Ye Shu was stunned—wasn’t this just too coincidental?
Turning her head, she saw that the other person’s phone screen also displayed the game “Elf Light,” and the two game characters on the screen looked strikingly familiar.
One had ‘Ye Cunhua’ above its head, and the other ‘Handsome B.’
Ye Shu’s mouth twitched involuntarily as she instinctively picked up her phone, intending to leave, when a pair of slender, fair hands pressed down on her phone.
“Village beauty babe?” The incredibly handsome man was at first stunned, then his eyes filled with wild joy as he exclaimed, “Is it really you?!”
“It’s not me!” Ye Shu instinctively lowered her head to avoid his gaze and snatched her phone back, saying, “You’ve got the wrong person, buddy!”
After saying that, she turned to leave. Reality was reality, and games were games. She played games just for relaxation and had never thought of bringing game friends into reality.
“You’ve got the wrong person? Dare you say it’s not you? With the way you talk to me, who are you kidding?” Handsome B grabbed Ye Shu’s hand and said, “But honestly, I’ve never met such an outstanding village beauty before. Ah babe, they say it’s better to meet by chance than by appointment. You’re the village beauty and I’m—”
“Go, go, go, it’s hard enough in the game with you burning my eyes, and now you wreck me in real life too…” Knowing she couldn’t deceive him, Ye Shu sat down on the couch, carelessly closing the game.
“Little village beauty, don’t close it, I’m just taking you to ascend to a higher level, oh no, I got disconnected…” Handsome B threw his phone on the couch carelessly and sat next to Ye Shu.
With a hand on her shoulder, he earnestly said, “Honestly, I invite you every day in the game and you ignore me, I never thought I’d meet you here. If anyone says this isn’t a heaven-sent opportunity, I’ll dig up their ancestor’s graves!”
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“Handsome B, can you speak properly?” Ye Shu swatted his hand away, giving him a sidelong glance.
Handsome B, looking like he’d found treasure, was appraising her. In the moment their eyes met, Ye Shu was stunned.
Oh my, what a handsome fellow? A nation-toppling enchanting face, soul-stealing peach blossom eyes, naturally curly golden hair… a fresh piece of premium meat indeed.
No wonder he arrogantly called himself Handsome B; he was indeed intolerably handsome.
But what was with his mismatched red and green outfit? His taste was truly bizarre, yet even that couldn’t hide his dazzling handsomeness.
However, he was still slightly inferior compared to their Great Demon King Sheng.
“Little village beauty, do you regret rejecting me now? No worries, recognizing a mistake and correcting it is admirable. I, the Handsome, like you, so I’ll give you another chance to date me.”
As Handsome B spoke, he extended his right hand, slightly curled, gesturing for Ye Shu to hook her hand into his arm, to joyfully set the date together.
Ye Shu gave him a glance, “Dressed like a fly, going out with you, others might think this village beauty is looking for shit!”
“Looking for shit?” Handsome B’s eye corners twitched. The woman before him indeed lived up to being the little gem he’d noticed in the game—so full of personality. Each word she spoke was thorny, making his heart race.
Handsome B was watching Ye Shu dreamily, about to speak, when from behind, a middle-aged man’s deep voice intervened, “Young master, it’s almost time; we must hurry to the airport.”
Handsome B, slightly annoyed, waved his hand dismissively, “Change the ticket, change the ticket! Can’t you see I’m discussing life with my little village beauty?”
“Young master, the lord just called personally stating there is urgent business requiring us to return immediately,” the middle-aged man spoke in a hushed tone.
