God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 70 - 22. Help, the matchmaking market is drafting st

I just pinched it a bit, the muscles are also very firm.

The most crucial thing is his charming face.

Hiss...

"..."

Yingying’s scanning eyes made Yan Huan a bit uncomfortable.

"Sister Tong?"

After a mont of silence, she sat up.

Then, she turned her head and picked up the bulging wallet from the bedside table.

"Sit."

Yan Huan moved a chair over and sat down in front of the bed.

Watching her open the wallet and pull out the bills inside.

Then, she handed a small stack of money to Yan Huan.

Yan Huan dared not take it, just blinked at her.

Seeing he didn’t take it, Yingying tossed the money onto the bed.

Her fingertips unknowingly gripped the tal flip-cover lighter, she took out a cigarette box, lowered her gaze, and suddenly asked,

"How do I usually treat you?"

"..."

Why does this feel like a movie where the boss is about to send his henchman to his doom?

"A...average?"

Yingying paused while taking out a cigarette, glanced up at Yan Huan.

Yan Huan smiled and hurriedly corrected himself.

"I misspoke, just kidding, Sister Tong..."

Yingying lowered her head again, then heard him continue,

"Actually, you treat quite badly."

"?"

Yingying raised her gaze to look at him again, those usually downcast eyes widened a bit.

Yan Huan reached out, gently closed her opened cigarette box, and while twisting his fingers explained,

"Look, you dump everything at the store on every day, that’s one thing, but frequently you threaten to deduct my salary... Bad drinker, ruthless talker, always swearing..."

"Anything else?"

Yingying nodded, as she reached for the stun gun, she casually asked another question.

Yan Huan imdiately smiled,

"That’s it, everything else is pretty good, Sister Tong."

Not wanting to banter jokes with Yan Huan anymore, she nodded toward the stack of money on the bed and said,

"Take the money, I need your help with sothing."

"First tell , what do you need help with?"

"My family is rushing to get married, knowing I don’t have a partner, they call every other day asking to go on blind dates. If I ignore them, they’d make my parents sad through various relatives hinting at how my parents are sick..."

"Hmm, an act?"

"Who knows... I’m overseas, and if I have to run back to the country for such a trivial thing, I’d really..."

Yingying sighed, cradling her pretty face and said to Yan Huan,

"So, I have an idea, Yan Huan."

"..."

"You cooperate with in a play, when they video call us normally, just show up and act close, help handle this..."

Listening to her, Yan Huan watched the very serious Yingying and seed sowhat hesitant to speak.

Seeing his expression, Yingying paused for a mont and asked,

"What, want to say sothing?"

"Sister Tong, you really have a knack for coming up with bad ideas every day..."

"What do you an?"

"Before, when the bar business was bad, you suddenly had the idea to bring in a band, not realizing that the band played heavy tal rock. Ended up getting reported for disturbing the peace, and the store was pelted by the neighbors with eggs and vegetable leaves..."

Yingying blinked, as if she just rembered this incident, it was Yan Huan who had convinced those elderly n and won to go back.

"And previously, to promote the drinks, you set up so discount coupons online. Ended up marking the prices wrong, missed a decimal place, who knows who discovered and bought a bunch, we got sheared for a month..."

"..."

Hearing this, Yingying opened her mouth but was at a loss for words.

Actually, when Yingying is sober, she is quite clear-headed and bright.

But once she drinks, she turns into a little genius full of detrintal ideas.

"Hey, Yan Huan, I have an idea!"

Just like a passive skill after getting drunk, when Yan Huan heard her say this sentence, he felt trouble coming.

The key is, Yan Huan found that Yingying also has a weird chanism.

You say you have bad ideas after drinking, but when you’re sober, your bright mind should realize that sothing’s wrong, right?

Hey, that’s the magic of Yingying.

The bad ideas she cos up with when she’s drunk are like bizarre rules and her brain absolutely cannot violate them, so even when she’s sober, she never realizes anything is wrong.

"..."

"..."

In the room, Yingying and Yan Huan were montarily at a loss for words.

A second later, Yingying rubbed her red hair a bit irritably.

With a light tug, she undid the hair tie behind her, letting her shoulder-length hair cascade down.

"What should I do then? They call relentlessly every day, my head is about to explode..."

Yan Huan held his chin, thought for a while, and asked wisely like Zhuge Kongming,

"I have three strategies, Sister Tong, which one do you want to hear first?"

"...Let’s hear the worst strategy first."

As expected of the drunk Sister Tong, her thought process is unlike anyone else’s!

Yan Huan did not criticize but just smiled slightly and continued,

"The worst strategy is what you suggested, I go along with you to act and deal with them. But paper can’t wrap fire, they are hoping for you to get married, not just dating. Even if we manage to sidestep this matchmaking session, the subsequent string of questions will still be unavoidable, won’t it?"

Yingying frowned, the flip-cover lighter in her hand spun faster and faster,

"What about the middle strategy?"

"The middle strategy is to be hard-hearted. No matter what they say or how they urge, just ignore it, block them if necessary."

"..."

"Ultimately, Sister Tong, the reason you feel annoyed is because you are still considering your parents’ feelings, aren’t you? If you were truly heartless, no matter what they do, you’d never talk about it, what could they do?"