Chapter 564 - Holy Sh*t (2/2)

“I think it’s best that you give up on that idea. This Chairman of Huayao Corporation is on rather good terms with the boss of Sumir, so there’s no way she’ll help you fight Sumir.”

“What’s the deal? Who’s the boss of Sumir?”

“Department Head Li didn’t tell you?”

“She didn’t. But then again, maybe it was because I was too eager to get one off and I left the office before she could explain it to me,” Zhang Dashan said without flinching, not at all feeling like he had let it slipped out—and he spoke as if this was just how things were.

Xiao Luo’s face turned serious. Had he not been driving, he would have sent this man flying with a kick.

“It’s Su Li,” Xiao Luo replied.

“Su Li? As in the Goddess of our Nation, Su Li?

Zhang Dashan’s eyes were wide open. “Sumir, Su Li. F*ck, we’re actually going to war against the Nation’s Goddess. Had all of this happened a year ago, I wouldn’t have even dared to think about it.”

Xiao Luo paused momentarily and gave serious thought to what he was about to say. “Well, you can think about it all you want now. There’s this one other thing I have to tell you,” he said.

“What is it?” Zhang Dashan asked.

Xiao Luo kept his gaze forward, then said, “Su Li and I have done our certificate of marriage and we’re married in name.”

“What?”

Zhang Dashan leaped in his seat, shocked as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, so much so that he started speaking in a foreign language. “You and Goddess Su have a certificate of marriage?”

Xiao Luo knew he would react like this. “Mm-hmm,” he responded, nodding his head.

“Holy sh*t, just what the hell happened during this time? Dude, are you trying to turn my world upside down?”

Zhang Dashan was going insane. Although he was in charge of Luo’s Workshop, he still thought a mega-celebrity like Su Li was beyond their reach, as a deity in the sky. Yet now, his good buddy Xiao Luo was married to this deity. No matter what, when such news broke out, it invariably came with an intense sense of disbelief.

“We have, indeed, collected our certificate of marriage, but we’re not actually husband and wife. Our relationship is complicated and I can’t fully explain it in a short time. Just remember, when you meet her later, don’t tell her that we’re from Luo Workshop,” Xiao Luo said.

“How can I not? You and Goddess Su collected your certificate of marriage, which means you’re husband and wife. Starting a d*mn war with your own wife, just say the word, dude, and Luo Workshop and Sumir can become one,” Zhang Dashan said.

Xiao Luo raised his brows. “It’s not that simple. This is not the time for us to show our hands yet.”

It was not as if he had not tried to probe how Su Li felt about Luo Workshop. The two of them were not on equal footing yet. If they were to join hands, Luo Workshop would only be a rung below Sumir, and this was not what Xiao Luo wanted.

“Alright, then. There must be a reason behind your words, but I still find it hard to believe you’re married to Goddess Su, Lao Xiao. She is the dream of so many men in this country, and here you are bedding her. Now, don’t tell me you haven’t slept with her. Even Buddha would be moved by his mortal desires if he had such a beautiful woman by his side–it’d be outrageous if you’ve not slept with her. I’d never imagine, not even in my wildest dreams, that you’d be the one Goddess Su was married to.” Zhang Dashan was envious, jealous, and to an extent, even hateful.

“…”

And what could Xiao Luo say to that? There wasn’t anything to tell because he would not have married her had they not fumbled their way into this relationship.