Married the Tough Guy After Transmigrating-Chapter 117 - 118 Host You’re Not Serious

Chapter 117: Chapter 118 Host You’re Not Serious

[Congratulations, host, goodwill value +65, +65, +65.]

In just a short time, the goodwill value rose by over a thousand.

That was faster than cooking for a thousand people.

Xu Ying was ecstatic, her arm as delicate as a lotus root, propping up her plump cheeks, her eyes brimming with laughter as she quietly watched Huo Chen.

[Congratulations, host, goodwill value +70.]

Now Xu Ying was even happier, completely oblivious to someone’s ears, red enough to bleed.

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Huo Chen didn’t dare to open his mouth to eat, his face redder than a monkey’s butt.

“Why aren’t you eating? Hurry up and eat, I made all of this for you.” Xu Ying looked at him grinningly.

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[Congratulations, host, goodwill value +75]

Another boost, Xu Ying was elated in her heart, this couldn’t just be about flattering him and scoring points.

Thinking this, Xu Ying blinked at Huo Chen and unleashed a barrage of free flattery, “Huo Chen, why are you so amazing?

One, two, three, you’ve saved me three times now, we must be fated.”

Huo Chen’s eyes flickered, if that’s not fate, what is!

Took a bite of the dish to hide his shyness, delicious.

[Congratulations, host, goodwill value +80]

Gosh, this is too powerful.

“Huo Chen, you say you’re so handsome and your body is so good, you’re practically the ideal husband for girls, and you’re so kind too.

I don’t know what kind of person will marry you and be your wife in the future. You’re so strong, whoever becomes your wife is sure to live a good life; she wouldn’t have to do anything, just wait in bed for you.”

[Host, I suspect you’re not being proper.]

“Shut up!”

[******]

The more Xu Ying spoke, the more excited she got, showering compliments from head to toe.

Huo Chen felt quite flattered at first until Xu Ying’s last sentence—waiting in bed for him.

Did she mean it in THAT way?

Suddenly, Huo Chen felt light-headed and dizzy.

“Huo Chen, why are you having a nosebleed?” Xu Ying exclaimed and quickly ran inside to get a towel.

“Here, wipe it off.”

Huo Chen took the towel and wiped his nose, but the blood kept flowing.

Xu Ying lifted his chin with one hand: “You keep your head up; I’ll go get a basin of cold water.”

After saying this, Xu Ying scooped up a basin of cold water and soaked another towel in it, then placed it on Huo Chen’s forehead.

During this, her fair and soft fingertips brushed against Huo Chen’s face.

A tingling sensation flooded Huo Chen’s entire body, and he abruptly attempted to get up, but Xu Ying was right in front of him. A soft touch grazed her cheek.

“What are you doing!” Xu Ying’s face flushed red immediately.

Realizing what had happened, Huo Chen turned even redder, his body burning hot, uncontrollably flustered by that soft touch: “So, sorry, I didn’t mean it.

I, I, I will take responsibility.” With those words, Huo Chen got up and fled with the towel over his nose.

Xu Ying clenched the towel, fuming. Dirty man, scoundrel.

Men are all bastards; she never intended to get married in her lifetime, naturally didn’t need anyone to take responsibility. The thought of Huo Chen taking advantage of her and running away made Xu Ying so angry she itched.

[Host, I don’t think he did it on purpose. It’s your own fault for being so beautiful and seductive, and you were leading him on. Didn’t you see his face turning red?

“Look at him, a man of pure heart, practically getting a nosebleed from being flirted with.”

“Really?” Xu Ying was somewhat skeptical, and thinking of Huo Chen’s odd behavior, she covered her mouth and burst into hearty laughter.

After doing some quick math, Huo Chen was already 22 and still so innocent; he was way behind the young ones these days.

After Huo Chen left the place where Xu Ying stayed, he stuffed his nostrils with a towel, looking as wretched as one could imagine.

Wu Qingsong happened to pass by the restaurant and saw Huo Chen’s car. He wondered if Huo had gone over to Xu Ying’s to cook something up privately.

He immediately followed Huo and hadn’t even reached the doorstep when he ran into him, his face covered in blood.

Wu Qingsong panicked instantly, shedding his usual carefree loafer demeanor, and anxiously ran to him, “Brother Chen, what happened? Surely you didn’t get caught and take a beating?”

“Could it be that the other side has found out about the business we’ve been doing?”

“No, I just got a nosebleed!” Huo Chen said with a cold face.

Wu Qingsong, relieved, said, “You, just tell me why you’re getting a nosebleed all of a sudden.

You’re just back from Xu Ying’s place. What did you do there? You two didn’t—” Wu Qingsong’s voice trailed off suggestively.

Huo Chen gave him a look, annoyed and embarrassed, “Shut up. Have you taken care of the things I asked you to handle?”

This time Xu Shengwu returned with a lot of goods from other provinces, including some electronic devices. The other stuff was easy to sell, but the electronics were a bit of a hassle.

However, if they managed to sell everything, they could make at least five thousand yuan.

Thinking of what his grandma had said about finding a wife, he figured she had a point. It was time to renovate the family home.

“I’ve taken care of it. We can get rid of the stuff tomorrow,” Wu Qingsong replied, his expression turning serious, “Brother Chen, after this deal is done, I can pay off my previous debts.

I’ll still have a few hundred yuan left in my pocket too. I want to marry Sister Lan Cao, but I’m afraid to tell her.”

Huo Chen gave him a disapproving look, “What’s there to be scared of? If you like her, just say it directly. Who knows, it might work out.

After all these years, you’ve been looking after her and her child. How could she not have any feelings for you?”

Women are like water; show them sincere kindness, and they are bound to develop feelings for you.

Thinking this, Huo Chen’s heart lit up with an idea.

Wu Qingsong nodded, then mentioned something else that was quite coincidental—he had just found out that Sister Lan Cao lived next door to Xu Ying.

If things worked out, they would be close neighbors in the future. This gave Wu Qingsong an extra boost of energy.

“Brother Chen, are we going back tonight? We’ll be paying the money tomorrow, and the deposit is already handed over,” Wu Qingsong asked.

Huo Chen felt uneasy, “I’m not going back tonight; let’s stay in town.

When will Shengwu arrive?”

“Tomorrow. That guy takes the money and runs,” Wu Qingsong said, frustrated that unlike him working hard and nervously seeking buyers, Shengwu had it easy.

Huo Chen nodded and decided to be nicer to Wu Qingsong in the future.

Wu Qingsong went back for his bike, and they headed down the alley together.

They had all the goods stored at home, but didn’t dare display them openly. They had smuggled them underground.

The person Wu Qingsong met this time was decent. After receiving the final payment, he took the goods away without delay.

Business people appreciate those who can finish a deal cleanly. After closing the deal, Huo Chen suggested taking the guys out for a meal.

And so, they went to the restaurant with laughter and light banter.

Xu Ying had just sat down to her breakfast when she spotted Huo Chen. She excitedly waved at him, “Huo Chen, you’re in the county again.”

Seeing Xu Ying, Huo Chen was beaming with happiness, “Yeah, just grabbing breakfast.

Zhou Kun, order whatever you like.”

Xu Ying’s hand paused as she ate her bun, her heart skipping wildly at the sound of the name Zhou Kun—a name she found all too familiar.