My Trillion-Dollar Assets is Exposed by My Wife’s Bragging!

Chapter 146 - 146: 146: Aren’t You Fond of Hooligans Deep Down?

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Suri Drew once again interrupts Yigol Novak’s thoughts: “What are you thinking? I wouldn’t just give you a small lesson. I’ll beat you so hard you won’t even remember your own name, then you’ll leave crawling and rolling away, and that’s how our story ends.”

Yigol Novak argued: “That’s definitely not gonna happen! My goal is to pursue you; being a rogue is just a character setup, but in the end, we must be together, or else it’s not a pursuit.”

“You’re so pretty that even if a rogue saw you, they’d be captivated. Even if you beat me to death, I can’t let go of you. So, that’s how our story begins – with me relentlessly pursuing you.”

Suri Drew disdainfully responded: “There’s not going to be a story! If you continue to stick around like a bad smell, I’ll definitely call the police. After you’re taken away, that’s the end of our story.”

Yigol Novak shook his head: “It’s not over. Even if you call the police, you’ll have to go too. I’ll tell them that I actually like you and wanted to pursue you, which is why you beat me. At most, I’d be warned and then let go, and then I’d keep pursuing you. You can’t call the police and beat me every day, right?”

“Over time, we’ll get to know each other better, and you’ll eventually be touched by my sincerity, and that’s when our story begins.”

Suri Drew, unable to get the best of Yigol Novak, huffed and puffed in frustration: “Yigol, you’re such a troublemaker!

“How can you call me a troublemaker? You’re the one who insisted on labeling me a rogue. Why not give me the role of a tall, rich, and handsome guy instead? We could admire and like each other, and I could create a series of romantic moments to pursue you, ultimately leading to us being together. See? That’s a perfect story.” Yigol Novak helplessly spread his hands out.

“Well then, I’ll just give you a fake name and a fake phone number, and after you leave, our story will end,” Suri Drew stubbornly declared.

“Fake names and numbers will eventually be exposed. You should know, you were the one who said I’m a shameless rogue. I’ll stick around until the end, waiting for you every day downstairs at your place,” Yigol Novak replied.

Suri Drew was getting anxious and wanted to hit Yigol Novak several times but refrained: “You, you’re shameless!”

Yigol Novak nodded: “That’s right, I’m shameless. Weren’t you the one who told me to shamelessly pursue you?

Suri Drew blinked: “Hey, I just said I’d let you pursue me, right? When did it become about you acting like a rogue?”

Yigol Novak shrugged: “You’ll have to ask yourself that, after all, it’s all your arrangement. So, Wife, do you secretly like rogues deep down?”

“I, I don’t! It’s all your fault for being unreasonable, leading me astray! It’s all your fault!” Suri Drew argued anxiously.

“Oh dear, when pursuing a girl, isn’t it a must to be shameless? Moreover…” Before Yigol Novak could finish, he fell silent and walked away.

This piqued Suri Drew’s curiosity even more, and she quickly caught up with him, asking, “What’s next? Are you just trying to stir up my curiosity on purpose?”

Yigol Novak looked back at her and kept walking forward, with no intention of talking to Suri Drew.

This made Suri Drew even more anxious: “Come on, just say it! What’s next?”

Yigol Novak didn’t even stop this time, completely ignoring Suri Drew like she was the air.

Suri Drew ran up to block his path. When Yigol tried to walk around her, she hugged him tightly: “Just say it! If you don’t speak, I won’t let you go!”

Yigol Novak playfully scratched her nose and said, “The second thing is being shameless, and the third is also being shameless. Basically, it’s all about being shameless.”

That answer…

Suri Drew was speechless and let go of him: “I thought you had some clever tricks. It’s just about being shameless; that’s useless, you know? What kind of lousy theory is that? There’s no practicality at all.”

“Based on your logic, Bob Presley is also quite shameless. He’s been chasing me for so many years, but I feel increasingly disgusted by him. I don’t feel touched at all.”

“His thick skin is useless! Doesn’t mean that my shameless approach is useless.

Look how great I am; if I shamelessly pursued you, I must be successful! Didn’t

I already win your heart?”

“So, with this trick, it really depends on the person.”

Suri Drew disdainfully replied: “In the end, you’re just narcissistic, aren’t you? You really know how to glorify yourself. Who says you’re outstanding? And who said you already won my heart? Who are you? Do I know you?”

“I see, so instead of ‘outstanding,’ you just want to say ‘rich,’ right? With money, you might attract some people, but it won’t be true love. For example, Quinn Powell and Bob Presley — she looks very much in love with Bob, but anyone with a brain knows she’s in love with his money. So, your definition of outstanding doesn’t exist.”

Yigol Novak said: “It’s not the same. I’m talking about the pursuit of genuine love, not the kind driven by profit, which is based on mutual interests and fizzles out once the benefits are gone. You can’t be unaware of that. If being outstanding means being rich, then both Bob and I are rich. Why do you like me but not him? Right?”

“You’re just talking nonsense!” Suri Drew had a feeling that Yigol Novak was

her nemesis; no matter what she said, he always had a bunch of twisted logic waiting for her.

Suri Drew used to think she was rather intelligent, but around Yigol Novak, it seemed her intelligence failed her.

Despite her feelings, she was determined not to give in.

“What’s the difference? Whether it’s real love or fake love, I don’t think any of you men are any good. Your ultimate goal is always something inappropriate for children! So, I don’t see any difference,” Suri Drew sniffed arrogantly.

“Wife, you can’t say that! Men and women engaging in inappropriate activities for children is like eating – it’s part of life. Can you say that the ultimate goal of life is just to eat? Of course not!” Yigol Novak helplessly waved his hand: “Wife, let’s leave such profound questions to relationship experts, and let’s not waste our brain cells on them.”

Suri Drew was stunned for a moment, then she pinched Yigol Novak’s face and arm.

Yigol Novak was puzzled: “Wife, what are you doing?”

“I just wanted to see if you’re a wolf in sheep’s clothing because it feels like it,” Suri Drew said seriously.

Yigol Novak laughed at Suri Drew’s serious expression..