Universe's Ultimate BOSS

Chapter 221: Chapter 221 Gazing at you foolishly!

Inside Ye Qing’s Mansion.

After Wang Hao informed Ye Qing of the Great Literary Master’s compromise, the excited Young Master Ye had Wang Hao and the others continue to stay in the mansion to discuss their future development plans.

At that moment, Wang Hao was playing League of Legends intently, his frustrating gameplay causing the onlookers Ling Xiao, Qian Wanyang, and Chen Yao’s eyelids to twitch uncontrollably.

“Ult him, ult him, damn it, how dare you not listen to me! Just wait, I’m about to start feeding mode. You seriously think they call me the grief-bringer for nothing?” Wang Hao waited angrily to respawn.

With a helpless expression, Ling Xiao said, “Junior brother, Du Feng has sent a message saying that 50 Level 4 Mechas are ready. He’s asking when you’ll go there.”

“Go to hell, just tell him to arrange the Mechas in the square. I’ll just pack them up and take them when I leave,” Wang Hao waved his hand dismissively, then refocused on his game, continuing to feed the enemy.

Ling Xiao shook his head and didn’t say anything else; after all, they would be fleeing for their lives in a couple of days, so there was really no need to pay attention to Du Feng.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao sent another message, ordering someone to bring the Great Literary Master’s brain-sensing remote-controlled Mechas to the square to be packed up and taken away together later.

“Damn it, saying that a grade-schooler plays better than me? I’ll have you know, I’m a proud college student!” Wang Hao, irritated, used Flash to steal his teammate’s red buff, then continued to feed.

“Clap, clap, clap…”

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao, Wang Hao’s flabbergasted sidekicks, started clapping. Truly worthy of the name grief-bringer, a master at throwing the game!

Just then, Le Xuan burst in, looking anxious, “Wang Hao, stop playing, Zhao Yiling is here.”

“So what if she’s here? What’s it got to do with me? Can’t you see I’m playing a game?” Wang Hao waved his hand impatiently.

Puffing up with anger, Le Xuan said, “Quick, morph into my form, or it’ll all be for nothing and you can kiss your Heavenly Divine Thunder goodbye.”

“Such a hassle!” Wang Hao rolled his eyes, then a ripple passed over his body, and in an instant, he transformed into the male version of Le Xiaoxuan.

Pleased, Le Xuan nodded her head and turned to leave, preparing to disguise herself as Wang Hao.

After a while, Zhao Yiling appeared at the entrance, her silky black hair and slender, phoenix-like brows giving her a light and elegant bearing, standing there like a goddess.

Her appearance immediately captured the attention of all the men present, yet the gaze she was most eager for was absent.

Seeing this, Zhao Yiling’s pretty face instantly turned cold. She had spent hours getting ready, but Wang Hao was still continuing his game, not even giving her a glance. Was she not even as intriguing as his game?

Annoyed, Zhao Yiling asked, “Which is more important to you, Demacia or me!?”

Wang Hao sighed helplessly, this woman was such a hassle, couldn’t even let him play his game in peace.

Glancing back at Zhao Yiling, Wang Hao suddenly said out of nowhere, “Do you know what I like to eat the most?”n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Irritated, Zhao Yiling retorted, “I don’t care what you like to eat, and don’t change the subject. Stop playing the game now and let’s go for a walk.”

Yet, Wang Hao gazed at Zhao Yiling affectionately and said softly, “I like to just look at you, foolishly.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yiling’s face turned bright red. She was caught completely off guard by his sudden flirting, but her heart was filled with an indescribable sweetness.

Ling Xiao watched this scene, dumbfounded; if he had such a Divine Skill at charming girls, how could Duoduo ever beat him up!

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao looked at Wang Hao with admiration. Their boss was undoubtedly at the love saint level, a moment ago tempestuous and now completely smitten.

Feeling a bit shy, Zhao Yiling said, “Stop it, don’t you ever use that move on other women.”

Wang Hao nodded, “This move I’ve only ever used on you, for other women I ask a different question.”

Upon hearing the first part, Zhao Yiling’s heart grew sweeter, but upon hearing the second part, her pretty face immediately turned cold, “Then what kind of question do you plan to ask, huh!?”

Ling Xiao and the others were scared out of their wits, hearts thumping wildly in fear. Zhao Yiling was a Martial King level master—angering her would lead to a situation too dreadful to contemplate.

“I could ask them if they know what I like to drink,” Wang Hao, lacking any sort of enlightenment, cheerfully explained, “The answer is, I like to quietly take care of you.”

“Take care of you!!” Zhao Yiling was so angry she gritted her teeth, her eyebrows turned upside down and her fists tightened.

“But… you said that yourself, we can’t go back on our word, remember you have to take good care of me!” Wang Hao raised an eyebrow, then turned his head back to his game.

In that instant, Zhao Yiling’s anger dissolved, realizing the depths of this guy’s tricks.

However, Zhao Yiling couldn’t help but burst into laughter, she had a feeling that life with Wang Hao would always be splendid, even bickering would be joyful.

Ling Xiao, Qian Wanyang, and Chen Yao were left utterly dumbfounded. Wang Hao was invincible—not only was he a Y-genius, but also a love saint.

To make a woman angry, she is angry; to make her laugh, she laughs—who else among men could wield such power? Indeed, he was a smooth operator!

“Alright, let’s stop gaming. I’ve heard there’s a new dessert shop that’s quite good, let’s go together.” Zhao Yiling tugged at Wang Hao’s arm. She had received permission from her grandfather Zhao Kun to come on a date with Wang Hao today, and she couldn’t let him stay at home playing games.

“What’s so great about desserts that you can’t just have the kitchen make them for you? Why trouble yourself going all that way? What if you get hit by a car!?” Wang Hao gave away a kill with his Flash without even glancing at Zhao Yiling.

Zhao Yiling’s pretty face turned fierce, as she slammed her hand down on the table and said with feigned anger, “I’m giving you one last chance, are we going or not!?”

Wang Hao jumped in fright; just moments ago she was a demure bride, how had she turned into a ferocious tiger so quickly!?

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao’s eyelids twitched—thank goodness they could leave after their mission was complete. If they had to deal with such a domineering woman like Wang Hao’s wife every day, would it not be a life of daily lashings?

As his allies, their lives would certainly not be easy either.

Ling Xiao hastily signaled Wang Hao with his eyes, the message was clear: she is the Martial King, not someone they could provoke.

Wang Hao gave Zhao Yiling a glance; since this little lady was so eager, if he let her slip away, wouldn’t he be asking to be struck down by Heavenly Divine Thunder?

No question about it, he had to go!

With that thought in mind, Wang Hao resigned to throw the game and betray his teammates.

Seeing this, Zhao Yiling returned to her wife-like demeanor, “I’ll wait for you outside, go change your clothes!”

After Zhao Yiling left, Wang Hao couldn’t resist asking Ling Xiao, “Now you understand why the law doesn’t allow a man to have multiple wives, right?”

Ling Xiao nodded, understanding, “Got it, the law is there to protect men.”

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao also nodded vigorously—if every house had this kind of tiger, and more than one at that, there’d be nothing left of them but bones.

Wang Hao clapped Ling Xiao on the shoulder, “Brother, you forgot about Duoduo. Stay a bachelor and at least you’ll have your freedom.”

“This…” Ling Xiao thought for a moment, finally nodding in agreement.

“Ding-dong, congratulations to the host for corrupting a righteous youth, gaining 100,000 Villain Points.”

Wang Hao’s eyes lit up—turns out his senior brother was quite straight-laced! Corrupting him a little earned 100,000 Villain Points; looks like he’d need to work harder to completely corrupt him—uh, mislead him, that is…