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Chapter 70 Date Fail
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The video that left the deepest impression on Emrys was an exciting one. It involved a Chanaean international student and her
foreign boyfriend.
The female student’s name was Emily.
Later, Emrys arrived at the location of the blind date, a high–class cafe, on time because he wanted to take a gander at the
international pornstar.
However, after waiting for half an hour, Emily still hadn’t shown up.
Eventually, Emrys lost his patience and thought he was being stood up. Just as he was about to leave, Emily arrived.
Her figure was slender, and she was dressed fashionably.
Most importantly to him, she was the woman in the video.
It was apparent Emily had seen Emrys‘ photo before because she strolled straight toward him with a slightly disappointed look.
Earlier, she saw a Bugatti Veyron parked at the entrance and secretly hoped the car belonged to Emrys.
However, she extinguished that thought after catching sight of Emrys. There’s no way an affluent man will wear something that
cheap.
Emily studied abroad, so she was knowledgeable about various things. Thus, with just a glance, she estimated Emrys‘ attire
Consequently, she assumed the Bugatti Veyron didn’t belong to him.
“You’re late.” That was the first thing Emrys said to Emily.
“What a dense man!” Emily rolled her eyes. “Women need time to apply their makeup. It’s normal for us to be tardy. Besides, I’m
only half an hour late, which isn’t that egregious.”
While she couldn’t care less about Emrys, she. still sat modestly and prepared to proceed with the date. “Since I’m here, don’t
say I didn’t give you a chance. Tell me about your conditions.”
“What conditions?” asked Emrys.
“You’re a stupid man. I mean stuff like how large is your house, what kind of car do you drive, and how much money do you earn
every month?”
“I don’t have a salary, but my house is as big as I want it to be, and my car can be as luxurious as I desire.”
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“Are you the heir of a wealthy family?”
“No.”
“Then where will you get the money to buy cars and houses?‘
“I just need to call someone, and they’ll buy it for me.”
Emily was almost bored out of her mind. He’s clearly a delusional man! Why did Mom set me up on a blind date with him?
Suddenly, Emrys grinned and remarked, “Since you asked me so many questions, I think it’s time for me to do the same.”
“That won’t be necessary.” Without delay, Emily rose and left the cafe.
Before she did, she shot a look of disdain at Emrys. “I don’t know where this lunatic came from. What a waste of my time.”
“Ugh...” Emrys rubbed his nose. Her standard is high, fitting for an international pornstar. Well, I’ve met her, so I didn’t waste Mr.
Olman’s kindness.
When he left the cafe, he saw two beautiful women posing in front of his vehicle and taking selfies. They were acting cute and
innocent before their cameras.
Emrys approached them and asked, “Have you two finished taking your pictures?”
“What does it matter to you, huh? Shoo!” The woman with wavy hair abruptly glared at Emrys, even though she was acting
adorable just a second ago.
The other woman commented with a smile, “If you want to hit on us, you should just say so, handsome. While your clothing isn’t
anything impressive, you look quite attractive. If you ask me nicely for my phone number, maybe I’ll give it to you.”
Emrys was rendered speechless. Do modern women love to judge people by their looks?
Dressing stylishly wasn’t something he cared about. Comfort and durability were the only features he paid attention to regarding
clothing. Whether a piece of clothing was branded mattered not to him.
It was a habit molded by his time at the border during the war. In his line of duty, one would only dress the best before they were
buried.
Ignoring the women, Emrys unlocked the door to his Bugatti Veyron and stepped into it.
Vroom!
The sound of the engine startled the women. Their expressions shifted immediately when they