My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 170 - 169: True Destiny Girl

Chapter 170: Chapter 169: True Destiny Girl

Qin Xiang on the phone immediately bristled, "I’ve fucking told you eight hundred times not to call me Qin Laoer, did a dog eat your ears?"

"So, do you think I’m ordinary?"

"Ordinary? You’re so bland that you’d get lost in a crowd."

"Stop messing around, I’m being serious with you."

"No, bro." Qin Xiang didn’t understand, "Did you get some kind of shock from your old man at home?"

"It’s not the old man from my family, it’s a woman." Cheng Jue stood at the bottom of the stairs, watching the graceful figure in his sight growing further and further away, he lifted his other hand to cover his chest, "I’m telling you, I’ve encountered my True Destiny Girl this time. Wow, I just got schooled by her. Do you know how cool she is? She told me to go read the Pickup Bible before talking to her again. She also said even primary school kids don’t use ’make friends’ as a pickup line anymore and called me old-fashioned."

Bathing in the sunlight with an enraptured expression, Cheng Jue said, "I, Cheng Jue, have been dominating the gentle township for so many years and yet have never met my match. This girl is too cool, the same one we saw that time in Houhu racing the car."

Qin Xiang knew what Cheng Jue’s words "it’s a woman" meant as soon as he said them. He put his phone on speakerphone and tossed it aside, while half-heartedly listening and playing video games.

The sound of "victory" coming from the speaker conveniently masked Cheng Jue’s last words.

After the game ended, Qin Xiang picked up the phone again and interrupted Cheng Jue’s long-winded speech on the other end, "I’m saying, Brother Jue, when you talked about that beautiful painter before, you also said she was your True Destiny Girl. And with the previous Brazilian model, you said the same. So do you have too many lives with a True Destiny Girl for each, or are you planning to send all the women in the world to heaven?"

Having his secret exposed, Cheng Jue showed not a hint of embarrassment, but mysteriously uttered three words, "You wouldn’t understand."

"I fucking don’t want to understand, you damn masochist," Qin Xiang "hehe" snickered twice, and then remembered the reason he made this call, asking, "Where’s the perfume I asked you to bring? Hurry up and bring it over."

"It’s at home, what’s the rush for?"

"I’m in a hurry, Lin Ruochun that ancestor of mine is acting weird, hasn’t given me the time of day in almost a week, I gotta go and soothe her," Qin Xiang propped up his legs, tapped the ground with his toes and span in the chair, then grabbed the car keys on the table and stood up, "Never mind, I’ll go to your place and get it myself, saves you from breaking it again."

Cheng Jue spat out, jokingly said, "Hey, in the end, are you treating our little Ruochun as a sister, or as a child bride?"

"Like your mother."

After that, Qin Xiang hung up the call.

Listening to the beep on the other end, Cheng Jue got angry.

Ai my grass.

Running errands as a free personal shopper, and he still gets yelled at?

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Walking a long way out, Jiang Yao was still mulling over Wen Qiao’s striking presence.

Very demurely clinging to her arm, "Sister Qiao, from now on please call me Yao, you’re the older sister."

"....."

Wen Qiao looked at Jiang Yao like she’s crazy, "What’s the matter, you want to ride on my head?"

"....." Jiang Yao speechless, "I was just thinking of expressing my respect for you."

Wen Qiao "hehe" chuckled twice, then asked, "So, what were you sneakily taking pictures of with your phone just now?"

"Is there any connection between the two?"