My Dreamy Old Husband

“Look at you—you have small boobs, thick legs, and a big pie face. Even Sean looks better than you in women’s clothing! Why did my uncle even choose you? You are definitely not worthy of my uncle!”

Feeling unwell, Sophia took a sip of the beer. She had been malnourished when she was younger, so Sophia had been taking medicine to regulate her body for the past two years. She didn’t dare to drink too much alcohol after her recovery.

“Take a look at yourself, Stanley—how can you compare yourself to your uncle? He is so handsome. He is richer than you, way more mature than you, and treats people better than you!” Sophie retorted.

“It is what it is; there’s no changing the fact that I’ve already slept with your uncle! I’ve left my mark on your cherished uncle, and he is now mine! Please accept this!” added Sophia.

Then, he put his arms around Sean’s shoulders and said, “Sean and I won’t choose you even if our world falls apart! Hmph!”

Meanwhile, Sean was blushing on the other side.

Sophie shook her head and yelled, “You fool! Mind your own business!”

Stanley had drunk too much and started speaking nonsense to Sean.

“Hmph, let me tell you—I’m a good shooter. When my company makes money, I will be an overbearing president just like my uncle. You might ignore me today, but you won’t be able to reach my level in the future!”

Sophie patted him on the shoulder and said, “No matter what, I’d still be your aunt, Sundae Cone!”

Sitting on the other side, Sarah was speechless and stunned while looking at the two men hugging each other.

Sophia devoured two lamb skewers and took out her cell phone to take a look at the app.

At that moment, the app had boosted traffic on the Bayside University forum; the number of users on the app were extremely large. Moreover, the app was also available to high schools and was slowly being integrated into the city’s official app as well. Naturally, making such an app was not Stanley’s ultimate goal. He wanted to create mobile games and large-scale computer-server online games.

lively, and all the students from the university had to register themselves with their student

exchanges, study topics, and so on. Sophia clicked on the entertainment tab and saw a post on the homepage that read, ‘Self-advanced

and everyone believed that she was from the Academy of Fine Arts. She would regularly post her own drawings in the forum, specializing in male to male sketches. Any two males could be drawn into dirty, indescribable figures with

picture depicted two beautiful teenagers; one of them had a buzz cut with a dark, grunge outfit while the other person was wearing a women’s dress with beautiful, blond hair. Based on both of their Adam’s

of the two boys was beyond description. It attracted a group of rotten girls to howl

picture and felt that she was about to have a nosebleed. All of a sudden, Stanley suddenly came over and laughed as he saw the picture, “Hey, isn’t this me and Sean? Hahahaha…” With that, he immediately snatched Sophie’s phone and shared the

the both of us… Why aren’t

this? They made me look

the unsightly yellow picture and his face turned red in anger. Sophie and

was probably drunk and hadn’t realized what it exactly insinuated, but Sean wasn’t drunk; he could immediately

it up high, he made sure that Sophia wasn’t tall enough

behind Sophia and snatched the phone away. A clear and

in fright upon hearing that voice. When she turned around, she saw Michael. She hadn’t realized that he

was wearing casual sportswear and a peaked cap, keeping one hand in his pocket casually while the other hand

messy beer cans and skewers on the table. Afraid that

classy person; he’s probably never eaten at such a roadside stall. He might even hate this kind of

was my aunt who wanted to

You silly dog, you were the

said that he wanted to get skewers, and he even poured me a drink. I have the Messenger

to their surprise, Michael was not angry at all. Instead, he grabbed a stool, sat down, and ordered some food

here to have some skewers as well? Did her pristine and classy Lord love having

complain about Stanley

and ordered loudly, “Boss, give us one big pot