Master Hong's Lucky Bride Chapter 35 – I Won't Be a Scumbag

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“When the time comes, you'll definitely be very busy. You won't have time to accompany me anymore. After you wake up, will you become like my father? You'll have endless things to deal with every day. You won't be able to stay at home to accompany your wife. You'll probably fly to different locations very often. Zhuang Hong, once you wake up, will you be able to go on airplanes? My father boarded a flight once, then he was gone. He never came back. I miss him, my mom, and my old home.” Cen Shuang curled up and wrapped herself in the blanket. It was only autumn, but she felt so cold. She felt like she was alone again. No one could save her.

After school started, the art club had to put up posters all over Jiang University. In order to welcome the freshmen, each club held a series competitions for the new students. Mu Sensen pulled Cen Shuang aside. They were in the recruitment teams of their club. When she saw that Mu Sensen had only put up two posters, she stopped putting them up too.

Cen Shuang turned her head. “Aren't you going to work?”

“I didn't want to do this, so why am I holding a stack of these posters?” Mu Sensen waved the flyers she was holding. “I don't know if dragging you out was right or wrong.”

She had only been standing there for half an hour and had yet to look at the various juniors. The other clubs were working hard to get people to join them, but they were the only ones who wanted to call it a day.

“I'm done. Can we go back now?” Cen Shuang was stunned.

Mu Sensen rolled her eyes at her. “I beg you to stop thinking about men all day long. Look at the beauties all over our school. How many juniors came over to chat with you just now? Can you at least entertain them?” Did she not see the juniors' hurt expressions just now? She felt that they had already experienced what it felt like to be ignored by the school beauty for many days.

“I did reply.”

“Yeah.” She had only given them formal replies. She just kept saying, “Welcome to the Art Club.” She kept repeating the text. Those who did not know better would think that she was a robot.

“I already said that I wasn't coming, but you insisted on dragging me here.” She felt like she had been wronged. She originally wanted to return to the Zhuang house earlier today, but in the end, Mu Sensen had dragged her here to recruit new students for the club.

“How can you not come? Without you, the school beauty, there would be so many flyers left. I would've been here until nightfall. Do you want that?” Cen Shuang's face was the art club's trademark.

Cen Shuang did not enjoy having her face be a marketing tactic. Since she could not wear a mask in school, she had to contribute to the club. Just as she was thinking about giving Zhuang Hong a set of golden acupuncture points tonight, a pleasant male voice sounded. “Classmate, you dropped something.”

A slender hand appeared in front of Cen Shuang. It was neatly manicured and had a healthy glow. This hand was extremely beautiful, even more beautiful than Zhuang Hong's. Although she could not rightly compare this hand to Zhuang Hong in any way, she still felt that it was beautiful.

“Thank you!” Cen Shuang took the flyer from his hand and looked up. Just as she did, she realized that his face was also beautiful. Cen Shuang was dazzled by the man in front of her.

The man's gaze swept across her face. His brown eyes did not show any emotion as he turned around and left.

“Shuang Shuang, he's so handsome!” Mu Sensen could not help but sigh. Where did this fresher come from? Why was he so deadly handsome?

Cen Shuang retracted her gaze from the figure and could not help but mutter, “Why do I feel like he's seducing me?”

Mu Sensen shook her head and turned to bump Cen Shuang's arm. “Do you have any romantic feelings for him? Do you want to abandon your husband and have a fling?”

Cen Shuang rolled her eyes. “No!”

“You're really boring. What's so good about dating a vegetable? Does Zhuang Hong look like a cute little junior too?”

“I'm not going to be a scumbag!” Cen Shuang packed up her things and left. Although the little junior from earlier was indeed handsome, she did not lust after men.

Mu Sensen looked at Cen Shuang's back and could not help but widen her eyes. “Don't tell me you've really fallen in love with that half-alive man?”

In the Zhuang family's villa, Zhuang Hong's room was filled with the faint smell of lavender. Cen Shuang pulled open the curtains and opened the glass door. She felt a cool breeze envelop her. She turned to look at Zhuang Hong who was lying quietly in bed. “Doesn't the fresh air feel nice? If you stay under the air conditioner all the time, you'll get sick.”

It was already autumn, and the air was very refreshing in the mornings and evenings. Cen Shuang was wearing a gauze skirt, and her hair was blowing in the wind. She looked very stylish. Not far away, Zhuang Tinghao, who had just come out of the old man's house, stopped in his tracks. It had been a month since they last met. He subconsciously glanced to the east. It was as if his soul was hooked, and he could no longer shift his gaze away. His disobedient heart was beating wildly in his chest, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

1

At the last cocktail party, he had just fixed his arm when he was hit by a car on the way out. Although he tried to dodge it, he had still gotten injured. Even his concussion had relapsed. He stayed in the hospital for ten days. In the past two weeks or so, he deliberately stayed away from here. It was not only because he was afraid of Cen Shuang, but also because of what he had done at the cocktail party.

Chapter end