Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 179

I knew it. Matthew is just another a*shole.

“Oh, no, no, no. Even if we’re biological siblings, I still wouldn’t give the discount. I have tens of people under my employment and the decor of your wedding venue is all using the state-of-the-art imported materials. Do you know how expensive that is? You can slap me, but you cannot expect me to slap on a different price tag on all this!”

It‘s three hundred million we‘re talking about here. A ten percent discount already amounts to thirty million. My legs would be broken way before my stance on this matter ever breaks!

Matthew, who had a subtle smile on his handsome face, replied, “Slap you? Sure, but have you thought about whether it would be on the right or left cheek?”

“You choose. Whether it’s the right or left cheek, I’m fine with either one.”

A determined Veronica stuck her face out in front of him while she braced herself for the slap.

Looking at the petite woman with her short hair that framed her fair, flawless face with a pair of big, bright eyes and long, thick eyelashes at such a close distance, he felt that she looked just like a fluttering butterfly. Her clear innocent gaze made her look playful and adorable.

When she smiled, she looked like the pretty and innocent neighbor girl whom everybody liked. On the contrary, when she had the poker face, she would radiate a sense of femme fatale that fooled people into thinking she was aloof. All of these made him fall head over heels for her.

Although she had displayed a combination of being stand-offish and innocent, there was nothing out of the ordinary.

How could there be such a woman in this world? Matthew never thought that he would be charmed by a woman in that manner one fine day.

“Let’s quickly get this over with! Once you have slapped me, I won’t have to give you a discount,” Veronica reminded as she looked at him.

Listening to her, he laughed out loud. Then, after seeing him raise his hand, she immediately shut her eyes when she saw his hand coming.

Yet, the slap that she waited for never came. Instead, she could feel the man’s big and

warm palm gently touching her cheek.

Veronica pushed him away with a frown. “Are you actually taking advantage of me right now, Matthew Kings?”

As he staggered backward, the man had a slightly cold look as he grabbed onto her elbow. Stepping back, he placed his thumb directly in front of her nose. “Have a whiff; what does it smell like?”

“Ew, it stinks. Did you poop in your hands or something?” Veronica covered her nostrils in disdain.

Matthew nodded seriously and wiped his hands with a tissue that he took out from under the desk. “I didn’t go to the toilet earlier.”

your

ask yourself that

“Ask… myself?”

was caught in a daze before she subconsciously

sniffed her hand. Oh my, it... really stinks... Is this my saliva? This is so

I was asleep earlier. My apologies for

few tissue papers to

face. With a stern face, she asked angrily, “What are you smiling

in a low voice, “Properly wipe your face.

Matthew

“Get lost!”

what

his arms and gestured, as if it didn’t involve

then laughed

a tactless manner, they were a straightforward and honest person, which many people would struggle not to

felt his heart racing. A thought crossed his mind in that instant and it made him want to

had acted in an

wanted to avoid seeing ever again. So, this is what it feels

to Matthew? What are you thinking about? Did you hear me

you?”

but he merely stood

then pushed him when

finally made the man regain his composure after being in deep thought. “So, has the wedding venue

made an ‘OK’ gesture, continued, “Don’t think about deducting even

go for supper

“Sure, I’m famished.”

front of her was a spendthrift even. Now that Matthew already knew that she had her own company as a wedding planner,

balance of the payment tomorrow once the wedding had ended, it would be unwise of her to offend Matthew at this stage. When the two left the company,

you want to

should be the one treating you. As you’ll be married tomorrow, let’s eat

about me

for a while before suddenly asking the

with me? All you have to do is look after her well. I don’t really have any opinion about this.” The scum marrying the tramp—what a match made

predict, yet