That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

“Yeah! Mommy, I heard her using swear words!”

The young woman nodded. “She didn’t intentionally eavesdrop.”

Helena shook her head, feeling it inappropriate to argue with a child.

The woman, holding Grape, settled into her seat and asked, “Are you a fan of Michael?”

Helena quickly replied, “Well… I flew here for four hours just to watch his match. Since he rarely livestreams due to his temperament, there aren’t many opportunities to see him. I wanted to see him play in person.”

The woman understood, an image forming in her mind.

“Another one of Michael’s fan base. Who knows if she even reached Diamond rank? This is esports, not some star-chasing game.” A casual male voice floated from the front seat as two men leaned in together, whispering amongst themselves.

Helena wanted to curse, but seeing the presence of a child, she held herself back.

The competition was about to begin.

The two teams took the stage, standing on either side of the gleaming golden trophy. The commentator began to introduce the players, recounting the honors they had each previously won.

The camera focused on a teenager’s face. The fans’ cheers were so loud they could have brought the arena down.

handsome in person than

the woman’s arms suddenly exclaimed,

woman acknowledged

competition had officially

had played

spoke softly. “ST is

Helena could react, ST had indeed locked

next. If they don’t, ST will seize the opportunity,”

understood the game, but she never expected that a child’s mother would too.

the first to respond. “My mommy is quite

mouth, half-smiling. “I’ve done some research. If this situation, which was sure to win in the mid-to-late stages, is managed well, they’ll be completely outplayed. However, they have too many tanks. Everyone has the ability to teleport. What could the tank do to keep them

as the woman had predicted. The lineup was too cumbersome.

somewhat in disbelief. “You’re

said the

“Let’s congratulate ST” echoed throughout

in front had already repeatedly turned around, hesitatingly asking the woman,

“Isn’t it just a matter of using your brain? Surely you two can’t

comprehend, wondering why she