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.”

does your

to ask yourself that

“Ask… myself?”

caught in a daze before she subconsciously touched her face. To

stinks... Is this my saliva? This is so

earlier. My apologies for that,

few tissue papers to

wiping her face, she noticed the undisguised smile on Matthew’s face. With a stern face, she asked angrily, “What are you smiling at? Don’t you

“Properly wipe your face. You wouldn’t want any sh*t

never thought that Matthew would use such a

“Get lost!”

was what

arms and gestured, as if

annoyed Veronica then

like her behaved in a tactless manner, they were a straightforward and honest person, which

in that instant and it made him want to embrace her there and then, but he did not dare to

knew this woman, he had acted in an unscrupulous manner

hurt was something that he wanted to avoid seeing ever again. So, this is

What are you

you?”

said a few things to him, but he

her hand in front of him, she then pushed him when there was no reaction from

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

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

let’s go for supper

“Sure, I’m famished.”

knew that she had her own company as a wedding planner, Veronica

be unwise of her to offend Matthew at this stage. When the two

do you want to

so I should be the one treating you. As you’ll be married tomorrow, let’s eat something simple since you should be

about

driving, hesitated for a while

your marriage to her have to do 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

was something that he failed to predict, yet he