The raise of Maureen Smith and her Good Luck System
Chapter 150: Liam is the treasure in my heart

Chapter 150: Liam is the treasure in my heart

The day we embarked to New York.

Only two hours were left before heading to the airport, and Maureen was frantically changing her clothes.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Maureen, do you think this one looks good?"

Liam, holding a cup of coffee, was squatting in front of the television fixing the skewed joystick of his switch when he heard the bedroom door open and instinctively looked up.

As he looked up, his hand quivered, and coffee splashed everywhere.

"You... are you sure you want to dress like that?!"

Liam’s ears turned red as if he were bleeding.

Maureen was extremely excited: "Why not? I checked the temperature there, it’s over thirty degrees now, surely it’s hot like summer!"

She was wearing a bandeau daisy miniskirt, her clavicle protruding enough to hold a coin, and her two white, straight legs were slender and long.

As Liam looked at her, she tousled her long black hair that draped over her shoulders, excitedly striking a few poses worthy of a car show model.

Liam felt a great sense of anxiety, as if ants were crawling in his heart.

He couldn’t even bother to clean up the coffee on the floor: "Aren’t these shorts a bit too short?

Won’t you flash someone? And why is there no material on the shoulders? Won’t the clothes fall off? What if they fall off? "It’s a skirt, not shorts!"

Maureen retorts as if speechless: "I wore leggings.

How would I flash someone? Do you guys not know what leggings are?" Saying that, she walked over, lifted a corner of her skirt, and showed Liam the white, tiny shorts underneath.

There’s even a small doll on one corner of the tiny shorts.

Liam: "..." ??? Good grief, did the little mask do this on purpose??!

Maureen added: "Also, this is a strapless dress, this type of gown is very common, you should have seen a lot at the banquet."

Liam has never paid attention to whether the dresses worn by those women were strapless or not.

It was only today that he realized girls can dress so cool in summer.

What? Isn’t this too cool?

"That won’t do."

Liam said: "I don’t think it looks very good."

Maureen felt he was being unreasonable: "Where does it not look good?"

Liam stood up, looking at her dress with a painful expression of ’it’s not looking good anywhere’, pointing to the flower on her stomach: "This flower is printed obliquely, it showing your belly.

And this one, it’s as yellow as an oil painting, the color has no aesthetic appeal - It’s not your problem, Little Mask, it’s just that this dress doesn’t suit you."

Maureen was almost choked with anger.

A belly? How could she possibly have a little belly? She tugged at her dress, looking at him suspiciously: "You’re not one of those silly straight guys who get upset when their girlfriend dresses too skimpily, are you?"

"...How could I?!" Liam’s fair neck turned red with a guilty conscience: "I am purely giving you suggestions, I absolutely have no ulterior motives!"

Maureen lowered her head to glance at her dress, wondering if it was because the two or three hundred dollars dress she bought on Instagram was too cheap and lacked design sense.

"Then I will change into another one!" Previously, because of the burden of her terminal illness in her mind, she focused solely on improving her fortune and competitions.

But now everything is getting better, and since they are going to the beach to play, of course, she wants to dress up a bit.

She excitedly rushed back to continue changing several pieces of clothing.

However, what followed was... "Mediocre." "Design’s not great."

"The skirt hemline seems too small, worried that your large steps will tug at it and cause you to trip."

All of these flaws were righteously pointed out by Liam.

If all the major manufacturers were here, they’d probably join forces to beat up Liam.

Exhausted from trying on clothes, Maureen couldn’t help dragging Liam to the front of her wardrobe, angrily saying, "So, which piece do you think isn’t a disaster in terms of aesthetics?"

Liam glanced over her summer dresses, noticing that each dress was shorter than the last, which gave his eyebrows a twitch.

He searched left and right, finally fishing out her school uniform.

Maureen: ? Liam lowered his gaze at her, solemnly raising an eyebrow, "Little Mask, how about you wear your school uniform?

You’ll look pure and stunning, absolutely the most beautiful scenery by the seaside, with people lining up from the beach to the opposite side of the sea just to look at you."

Maureen: "...get lost."

Liam abruptly felt that something was off and suddenly asked, "Wait a minute, Little Mask, why do you need to dress so beautifully?"

Maureen suddenly replied, "Hehehe, looking to see if there are any handsome boys." ??

Liam’s eyes widened in surprise.

He tossed her school uniform and the hanger onto the bed, a look of annoyance overtaking his handsome face as he reached out to pinch Maureen’s face: "Maureen, come here."

"Hahahaha." Maureen quickly slipped away.

In the end, it was Liam who compromised, allowing Maureen to pack several sundresses into the suitcase.

Seeing Maureen excitedly packing items such as sun hats and sunscreen, a small bird in Liam’s heart cried.

He comforted himself: sundresses are just sundresses, at least her legs would be covered.

But when they set off, both were still dressed in down jackets since it was snowing in City A.

Maureen and Liam stood in the cold wind, their breath turning to icy fog, waiting for Mr. Boris to reverse the car out of the garage.

Liam was pushing two suitcases.

Maureen on the other hand, had her hands free, only carrying a small bag on her back.

Her face was full of barely concealed excitement as she checked her ID and other items by repeatedly zipping and unzipping her bag: "Are we going to eat a seafood feast?

Do you have any allergies? I don’t, I can eat everything.

What if I can’t dive? Hey, I heard there are bonfires at the beach at night.

By the way, what hotel did you book?"

This was the first time Liam had seen Maureen being so excited, chattering away so much.

He couldn’t help the smile creeping onto his face: "The one in the drama you were watching——" Maureen looked at Liam in shock," Liam was smug, pulling out his phone to show Maureen the hotel information he had booked.

A while ago, Maureen watched a drama where the main couple stayed in a tantalizing beachfront hotel that offered a comprehensive range of services including a marine life experience, allowing overnight guests the marvelous view of frolicking dolphins.

When Liam noticed her engrossed in the drama’s male protagonist, even commenting on how awesome he was, he was left speechless: "At this very moment.

Maureen leaned over, rapidly scrolling through his phone, her eyes nearly dropped out of her head: "A Poseidon underwater suite, 108888 per night?

Did I see that right, ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten-thousands???

Liam, have you lost your mind?!!" Liam: "..." Why is it that in TV dramas the male lead is always suave, but when it comes to him, he’s nuts??

Maureen real one shouldn’t double standard.

Maureen said anxiously: "You better cancel it, I don’t think we need to book something this fancy, it’s such a waste."

"Expensive?" Liam said: "This is the first time I am taking you out.

How many first times could one have in life? Booking the best hotel ensures the best service, allowing us to have the best experience and most blissful mood.

I even think it’s quite cheap."

Maureen: "..." Maureen wondered if he was showing off his wealth.

"So."

Liam pointed somberly at his own cheek.

"Hahaha."

Maureen laughed hysterically, leaning over to hug his neck and gave a hard kiss: "Liam, you’re so handsome."

Liam blushed, his tail nearly wagged to the sky.

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The airplane landed around five in the afternoon, and the two pushed their luggage to the seaside hotel.

The moment Maureen entered the room, she was overjoyed like crazy.

She flopped on the bed, rolling around, and then rushed to the full-length glass wall to gaze at the colorful fish swimming around.

Liam smirked, dragging her to the bathroom.

He urged her to quickly take off her sweater and put on summer clothes, or else she might suffer a heat stroke.

The weather has been stormy recently in New York.

But it seems that the typhoon has passed, leaving the sky clear and blue.

Dressed in a strappy maxi dress, Maureen walked out with Liam, who was wearing a floral shirt.

The sunset was floating above the sea, casting an orange and purple light.

The crystal-clear sea was licking at the shoreline as many people ran barefoot on the beach.

Maureen stood under the sunset; her long hair and dress fluttered in the breeze.

Liam snapped a photo of her using his DSLR camera and shared it in their group chat.

Liam: "My wife is so gorgeous.

" Niel, who was bored at home playing video games: " Damn it.

A moment later, Liam was removed from the group chat by Drake. ...

The couple had a seafood feast and went to the beach.

The night fell, and after having fun and getting covered in sand, they appeared like two happy little maniacs.

Initially, they planned on heading back early to the hotel and rest, but were pulled into a bonfire party by the people on the beach.

Maureen couldn’t handle her alcohol.

She simply went wild that evening, coaxed into drinking several cans of beer by a newly acquainted couple nearby.

Liam was unable to stop her.

So that night, Liam once again realized how dreadful Maureen could be after having one too many drinks.

He picked up the drunken Maureen in a bridal style, heading back to their hotel room. Maureen’s cheeks were flushed, her eyes dizzy, yet gleaming.

Under the streetlight, she thrashed wildly in his arms, fiercely asking, "What are you going to do?

Are you going to sell me and count the money?"

Liam was overjoyed, holding her neck with one hand and her bent knee with the other.

With both hands occupied, he lowered his head, nudged her nose with his, and affectionately said, "Yes, I’m selling you to the most handsome guy in your class."

Maureen exclaimed in fear,

"You’re going to sell me to Drake? No, that can’t happen, I refuse."

Liam: "..." ??? Liam angrily said, "What the hell? You think the most handsome guy in your class is Drake?"

Well, you, always saying I’m the most handsome.

Now spilling the beans after the wine, aren’t you?

"No, I don’t want to be sold to Drake, he’s too fickle."

Maureen was still struggling, her hands clutching Liam’s collar, almost tearing the floral short-sleeved shirt that she had bought for him from Instagram for two hundred and thirty-two dollars.

Liam was almost driven mad.

He stopped walking, leaned over to put Maureen on a swing on the side of the road: "You’ve offended your boyfriend now, you need to reflect on your actions--"

Before he could finish speaking, Maureen’s slightly cold arms wrapped around his neck again, softly begging in his ear,

"Good person, please sell me to Liam."

Liam: "..." Liam choked, his face turning red like red ink dropping into water.

He swallowed hard, desperately resisting the tingling sensation on his scalp caused by the breath exhaled by Maureen on his ear, turned his neck away, and coldly asked,

"Who is Liam, and why should I sell you to him?"

Keeping her arms around his neck, Maureen looked at him with blurry eyes and said, "He’s the treasure in my heart." "..." Liam:

Damn.

What the hell.

With Maureen’s soft whispering, he felt as if his heart and liver were trembling.