After Being Betrayed, I Married a Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 357: I’m Still Good Enough to Be a Spare Tire, Right?

Chapter 357: Chapter 357: I’m Still Good Enough to Be a Spare Tire, Right?

Ye Shu, hearing Gu Zuocheng ask that question, immediately stopped in her tracks and, with her back to him, said, "Gu Zuocheng, it seems you really haven’t grasped the situation. The issue between you and me has nothing to do with anyone else."

"Exactly!" The dashing Sheng Shuai turned his head and looked down on Gu Zuocheng with disdain, "Wake up already. Still thinking that if there were no Sheng Shaochen, it might be your turn? Dream on. Even as a backup, you wouldn’t stand a chance!"

Watching Ye Shu leave without turning her head, Gu Zuocheng slowly calmed down. He leaned against a tree trunk, sat down on the spot, lit a cigarette, and as he exhaled smoke, a thought he’d never had before flickered through his mind!

"Hey, Little Village Flower, did you hear what I just said?" Sheng Shuai scratched his head as he walked, with an earnest look on his face.

"Heard what?" Ye Shu couldn’t react for a moment. After all, seeing Zuocheng cry in such a dejected and disheveled state had affected her thoughts to some extent.

"I said, even when it comes to being a backup, that guy just now didn’t stand a chance. Did you catch my drift?" Sheng Shuai desperately tried to express his point.

"I got it. You mean, you want to be the backup, right?" Ye Shu, whose mood had been affected, now saw the lively Big Commander B in front of her, and her good mood instantly returned, "You’re really nuts, you know. I’m warning you, don’t you dare be anyone’s backup. Go find a girl you really like and have a passionate romance. Don’t keep calling me ’Little Village Flower.’ Aren’t you the president of a fashion group? Why are you so childish in front of me?"

"I’m childish?" Big Commander B was indignant, "If I were really childish, I’d tie you up and carry you off right now. Find a hilltop, settle everything, and force you to be my chief’s wife. That would be childish. At most, I’m just a little younger than your ’Big Boss,’ and speaking of which, the Big Boss always has that cold face plastered on. How could you like that? Are you bewitched?"

Ye Shu burst into a knowing smile, "How can you speak like that about my husband? You can’t accept losing gracefully and resort to vindictiveness, exhibiting the behavior of a lowly person..."

Hearing this, Sheng Shuai got irritated, "No way, Little Village Flower. I’m vindictive? How has he ever favored me? That day he kissed me without my consent, and I didn’t even settle the score with him. And don’t tell me anything about accepting a loss; in that game, he cheated and had the developers activate invincibility mode for him. Otherwise, with the Big Boss’s skills in Super Mario, could he really beat me?"

The more upset he got, the more amused Ye Shu became, "All is fair in love and war—who said that?"

"At this..." Big Commander B, teased by her into speechlessness, eventually just played the fool, "I don’t care, anyway, if he ever treats you badly in the future, I’ll depose him from the role of Big Boss at any moment and take you away from Jin City!"

Ye Shu suddenly stopped and kicked Sheng Shuai hard in the rear, "What the heck are you doing? Depose who? Are you cursing my married life to be unhappy?"

"Ouch!" Sheng Shuai clutched the middle of his behind tightly, "I protest, why are you so gentle and submissive in front of your Big Boss but so rough with me?"

Ye Shu laughed, "Because in front of you, I’m the village beauty, and what does a village beauty do? She’s used to doing tough jobs like hauling manure and chopping firewood. Being a country girl with calloused feet toughened by hard labor, what’s wrong with being a bit rough? What’s the big deal?"

"Ye Cunhua, you just wait. I’m too fond of you to hit you, but I’ll go settle the score with your Big Boss!" Having said that, Big Commander B, clenching his legs together, ran toward the direction of the film crew, hopping along while shouting loudly to Sun Nanjue, "Tell me quick, where’s the WC? Hurry, I can’t hold it in..."