The Beautiful Time With You Chapter 273 - I'll Be A Mala Chicken Chunk If I'm Lying To You (1)

Chapter 273: I’ll Be A Mala Chicken Chunk If I’m Lying To You (1)

Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit

<111111>: […]

s.h.i.+ Yao didn’t bother trying to interpret what Mister Numbers’ ellipsis meant and continued typing her message out without a care.

: [It was still okay when I wasn’t thinking about it, but since we’re talking about it now, I can’t help feeling sorry for your parents. They must be really worried that you’ll end up spending your life all alone.]

After sending the message, s.h.i.+ Yao didn’t forget to send over a ‘sighing’ emoji to Mister Numbers to express her ‘deep, deep sorrow’ towards his sad circ.u.mstances.

<111111>: [Do you want to hear the truth?]

: [Do you have a habit of lying?]

<111111>: […]

<111111>: [The truth is that you don’t have to worry about me at all. That’s because I’ve already been taken even before I was born.]

Ah? What does that mean? He was already taken even before he was born?

s.h.i.+ Yao pondered for a moment before replying: [Are you telling me that you got yourself a girlfriend while you were in your mother’s womb?]

<111111>: [That’s the general idea.]

Heh!

His words nearly made s.h.i.+ Yao choke on her coconut juice.

It was just a pa.s.sing remark! How could you possibly find a girlfriend in the womb? Not to mention, you would’ve been nothing more than a little yellow bean in the womb…

With this thought in mind, s.h.i.+ Yao began replying to the message: [The recipient laughs drily to indicate that your joke is very cold.]

<111111>: [What I mean is that I already had a girlfriend while my mother was pregnant with me. It’s just that instead of finding her myself, our relations.h.i.+p was arranged by my family.]

<111111>: [To put it in simpler terms, I have a fiancée.]

<111111>: [So, there’s no way I would end up alone. I was born with a fiancée, so I have to say that your worries are pretty unnecessary.]

<111111>: [And also, my fiancée has an excellent figure, and she’s extremely beautiful!]

This seemed like the first time s.h.i.+ Yao had seen Mister Numbers typing out so many words at once…

But the last two messages he sent… is it my imagination? Why can I feel this overwhelming feeling of superiority from those sentences?

Is having an arranged marriage something worth bragging about? You speak like no one else was born without their other half…

A moment later, s.h.i.+ Yao also started to type: [What a coincidence, I happen to be born with a fiancé as well.]

Truly reluctant to let Mister Numbers continue acting so smugly, s.h.i.+ Yao hesitated for a moment before adding: [And also, my fiancé is extremely handsome, and he comes from a privileged background too!]

<111111>: [I didn’t think that you were capable of sleep-talking while still being awake.]

Who in the world is sleep-talking? I’m obviously telling the truth, alright? I really do have a fiancé!

s.h.i.+ Yao snorted indignantly as she replied: [I’ll be a mala chicken chunk if I’m lying to you.]

After saying those words, s.h.i.+ Yao sent Mister Numbers a picture containing a huge plate of mala chicken cubes.

<111111>: [Alright alright. Since you’ve already gone this far, I guess I have no choice but to reluctantly believe you then.]

<111111>: [But speaking of which, I really have to respect your fiancé for being able to accept you.]

Tsk, don’t think that I don’t know you’re implying that I’m unworthy of Lin Jiage, my underground fiancé!

Alright, fine. Your words aren’t completely wrong. Lin Jiage is indeed not interested in me, and I don’t really seem to be worthy of him… But, that doesn’t meet that I can’t insult you back!

s.h.i.+ Yao clicked her tongue as her fingers flew across the screen: [Same here! I really respect your fiancée for being able to put up with you. Her tolerance level must truly be world-cla.s.s, and her taste, I have to admit, is really avant-garde!]

<111111>: [I’ll send those words right back at you! Your fiancé’s tolerance level is at the top of the world, and his taste is truly one-of-a-kind.]

<111111>: [Now that we’re talking about it, I’m starting to pity your fiancé a little.]

: [+1, your fiancée is really too pitiful!]