Chapter 423: My Little Sugar Honey, Why Are You Here
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Everybody became the background of the bustle. Only he was left, morphing into a part of a famous scenery.
Shen Qianshu began to react. She retreated expeditiously, bending her back, and was about to leave. I am not gambling. Can I quit gambling from now on? I’ll turn over a new leaf and start a new life. Master, you cannot see me ah-hhhhhh!
It was obvious that Ye Ling was heading towards Old Master Qian. He was domineering and mysterious. Everyone had automatically given way to a path for him. Ye Ling came face-to-face with Shen Qianshu, and he saw a thin man with his back bent covering his face. He was about to slip away from the gambling table. Su Nancheng was holding onto a fake mask and standing beside him. Ye Ling was dumbfounded, and he quickly concluded that this person was Old Master Qian.
The last time Ye Ling let him live, yet he did not expect that he still dared to commit crimes blatantly.
He has gotten sick of living!
Shen Qianshu did not dare to stay around and wanted to leave with her back arched low, but she was blocked by a group of little pink youths. She wanted to cry but did not have any tears. When everyone saw this scene, they suddenly became very nosey and curious. Could it be that Old Master Qian was talking nonsense?
With this imposing and domineering manner of Ye Ling, he did not look like he could be suppressed no matter how they viewed it.
He looked extremely mesmerizing.
Old Master Qian had that sort of youthful mesmerizing look, whereas Ye Ling had a mesmerizing look associated with darkness.
He looked like the grown-up version of Old Master Qian.
Boss Qian also furrowed his eyebrows. Could it be that Old Master Qian was talking nonsense and that Ye Ling and he were not related at all?
“Why did Old Master Qian look like a rat who has seen a cat?”
“Not only that, I can see that Old Master Qian is going to cry. This shouldn’t be fake.”
“My pitiful Old Master Qian. He’s doomed, doomed. Who can save him.”
“Old Master Qian’s lies have been exposed.”
Ye Ling frowned and looked at that youth with his back bent low all along and who wanted to escape. He smiled coldly. “I heard that you are my man?”
Shen Qianshu closed her eyes and bit her lip. She abruptly and suavely did a hair flip. She straightened her back and looked mesmerizingly at him, sending him sparks.
“Hey, little sugar honey. Why are you here?”
“… ” Everyone stared at Old Master Qian blankly.
What the hell?
Little sugar honey?
Old Master Qian, who are you shouting at?
Su Nancheng almost knelt down in front of him.
It was too… terrifying!
Ye Ling’s eyes slightly narrowed and suddenly roared furiously. “You… ”
The pink youths were all surrounding Shen Qianshu, and they all liked her. At this moment, they felt that Ye Ling was going to throw his temper and that their Old Master Qian might have disturbed a hornet’s nest. Each one of them had put on a front as if they were protecting a precious flower. They were not the least bit affected by Shen Qianshu calling out ‘little sugar honey’ earlier, which was terrifying.
That was simply a single red in the midst of thick foliage, and Ye Ling had looked at it until his eyes were brewing a storm. It was the first time in his life that he had this thought: ‘what kind of damn curse is this?’
It almost felt like he was flustered and exasperated!
Shen Qianshu pushed away the protectors of the flower in front of her. As she walked towards Ye Ling, she even took a brilliant red rose from a male youth who was holding it in his arms. Full of emotions, she walked towards Ye Ling and blinked her almond eyes.
“Master, this is a rose which I am giving you. A single rose represents my heart,” Shen Qianshu said sweet nothings. She was like in a supermarket ‘buy one get one free’ expressing herself freely. “A single rose means you are my one and only. In my heart, I only have you, my little sugar honey.”
Zhong Ran’s pair of eyeballs nearly dropped off. This familiar line by this man finally made him confirm that this was actually Shen Qianshu.
“Miss Sh-hh… Master!” There were countless thoughts of ‘what the…’ that had flashed past in Zhong Ran’s heart. His ‘monitor screen’ had already been filled fully with ‘what the…’.
It was the same for all the onlookers.
That’s how you pick up guys. Old Master Qian, are you up to it?
That was just a flower which you took casually from someone who had given you roses. It was not a good sight. How did you manage to say all these sweet nothings? Aren’t you guilty?