Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Can The Whole Field Be Held?!_1

Wow! So envious!

Someone shouted.

A reporter muttered privately, "Today’s front-page headline story is set."

"Jianqing, don’t do this, please get up..." Chenxing was about to cry, how could he spring this on her unexpectedly?

"I won’t get up until you agree." He watched her earnestly.

Suddenly, a person rushed into the crowd, seemingly to watch the commotion. Recognizing the woman at the center as Ye Chenxing, they immediately exclaimed with curiosity, "Wait a minute, last time the man who backed her up wasn’t this guy."

"More inside story?" The reporters, with their ears wide open, were even more interested.

"Definitely not, I’ve seen him. The other guy is more manly, and quite scary."

"She really has some tricks up her sleeve, attracting so many men? She’s not exactly a beauty..."

"She’s not a kept woman, she has always been my girlfriend, Xia Jianqing. All those online rumors are nonsense." Xia Jianqing clarified towards the camera, his explanation was unusually convincing. A rich second-generation’s girlfriend should not have to become a kept woman, right? Clearly, one cannot believe everything they see online.

Snap, snap, snap...

The flashes were more dazzling. Everyone was looking at Chenxing. Chenxing couldn’t resist all these gazes and her head was buzzing. What to do now? If she doesn’t agree, Jianqing will be laughed at; if she agrees, how could she possibly agree to him?

At this moment, a tremendously long honking noise echoed, followed by numerous onlooking students stepping aside for a dazzling red sports car that outshone Jianqing’s proposal and stopped not five meters from Chenxing and Xia Jianqing after sharply overtaking a column of black sports cars.

The car door opened, revealing a long leg. However, what first caught everyone’s attention was not the leg, but the car’s license plate, XA38888. Two women screamed so loudly they almost fainted.

It’s Hua Hua’s car, it’s Hua Hua’s car! Ahhhh!!

Hua Chu crawled out from the car, flinging his hair flamboyantly. As he closed the vehicle’s door, his peach-blossom eyes swept over the crowd, generating a buzz and a wave of shrieks.

Beautiful...

So beautiful...

Super beautiful...

No one had ever seen such a beautiful man – so tall, with fair collarbones, a face so delicate it would make women envious and suicidal...

"Oh God, I’m swooning, can someone help me?"

Isn’t everyone shook? Isn’t it?!

Internet sensation Ye Chenxing? A rich second-generation with dozens of sports cars? A proposal? They all paled in comparison and faded into the background. All the journalists simultaneously, as if they had made a pact, shifted their cameras towards the always electrifying Hua Hua.

Where are Hua Chu’s fans?

They’re everywhere, all screaming! All going wild! All fainting from excitement!

"Hua Hua, Hua Hua, Hua Hua, I am your superfan, I am your die-hard fan, can we take a picture together?" A girl bounced over to him and snapped a shot, a photo that instantly increased in value.

When Chenxing heard his name, she couldn’t help but turn to look at him. This was the flamboyant fifth master, Hua Chu, that made even Aunt Zhang blush.

She always thought men wearing decorative rings, flicking their nails, and dressed in bold red shirts were effeminate, but Hua Chu’s flamboyant red shirt completely overturned her perception.