Atlas Studios

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  Xuxu slumped back on the car seat. She then peered out of the window in a daze.

  Xin Yanting’s red plastic ring haunted her like a curse in her mind.

  Xuxu inwardly chided herself.

  Yan Rusheng quietly glanced at Xuxu through the rearview mirror. He was sure that something was bugging her, and so he broke the silence. “Wife, what made you so sad?”


  “Just drive.” Xuxu rolled her eyes at Yan Rusheng. She continued looking at the passing scenery.

  Yan Rusheng knew that she was angry with him, and somehow he also knew the reason why.

  He turned his head and looked amused. “Are you still thinking about that ring?”


  She was sullen and fuming, and she was obviously seething with jealousy. Yan Rusheng quickly pressed on. “I don’t even remember that I gave her that toy. Is it worth being angry with me over something so trivial?”


  “It’s not worth it indeed,” Xuxu sharply said. “But what about you promising to marry her?”


  Wen Xuxu had displayed her jealousy so blatantly, and it was unusual of her.

  It secretly pleased Young Master Yan. “I don’t remember anything. Ever since I was a child, you are the only one on my mind. Why should I remember anything else that’s unimportant?”


  Finally, his joke cheered up Xuxu. “Sweet-talker.”


  She just felt uncomfortable that someone else had the same thing as her, more so Yan Rusheng gave it. However, she actually wasn’t angry at Yan Rusheng.

  “Didn’t you mention that you wanted to bring the lass out? I have some time in May. Where do you want to go?” Yan Rusheng suddenly asked.

  Xuxu replied, “Let’s wait until Yueyue’s birthday is over. Let’s go somewhere nearby.”


  It wasn’t wise for her to travel long distances during her pregnancy.

  Yan Rusheng nodded. “Alright, I’ll see to it.”


  Xuxu murmured and bent her head to gaze at Su Yue. Yan Rusheng’s voice floated from the front once more. “Wife, can I apply for some special welfare tonight?”


  It dumbfounded Xuxu.

  She raised her head and glared at the man with a sly smile playing on his lips. His peach blossom-shaped eyes lit up with anticipation.

  She refused and said, “No!”


  Yan Rusheng frowned in despair. “I don’t want to go back.”


  The shameless guy was at it again, and this time he was trying to get his way using pity. Xuxu ignored him and turned her face away, but a blissful smile flitted across her face as she gazed at the night scenery.

  They pressed the doorbell, and the door swung open shortly. Su Yan had just come out of the shower with his damp hair, and he was wearing a bathrobe.

  He saw Yan Rusheng carrying Su Yue on his back and it startled him. “What happened?”


  He hastily stretched his hands towards Su Yue and caught a strong whiff of alcohol. He furrowed his eyebrows and glanced at Xuxu. “Why did she drink so much?”


  Su Yan had merely asked a question, but Young Master Yan who had always felt an overwhelming protectiveness towards his wife interpreted it as an interrogation. He answered, “She challenged a half-wit.”


  The corners of Xuxu’s mouth twitched. She wondered what Ming Ansheng would think if he heard his friend label his fiancée as a half-wit.

  But in her heart, she agreed that Tang Feiling was really a half-wit. Just like how she was since she was a child.

  Su Yan didn’t press on and simply carried Su Yue and brought her back to her room.