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  How many shocks could his frail body withstand?

  “Let’s go home.”


  She had lost her appetite because of such troubling matters.

  Yan Rusheng raised a brow. “I thought you wanted to eat pan-fried dumpling?”


  Xuxu shook her head. “Don’t feel like eating anymore.”


  Yan Rusheng grinned. “Your husband can still afford to buy you a few dumplings.”


  Xuxu chuckled and teased, “After we handover the company to our children in the future, let’s start a dumpling shop.”


  She yearned to live a carefree life with him—a life she truly wanted. But in reality, how many Aunt Mu Li and Second Uncle Yan could there be in this world?

  Yan Rusheng nodded in agreement. “Good idea and you’ll become the dumpling beauty.”


  Xuxu’s face turned crimson. “I’m not beautiful enough to be called a beauty.”


  She reached out to feel her flushed face. Under the dimly lit night, her eyes sparkled like a crystal clear spring.

  They made Yan Rusheng’s heart palpitate, and he smiled. “Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.”


  Xuxu’s face became redder, and she quickly averted her gaze to peer out of the window.

  Yan Rusheng insisted on bringing her to buy the dumplings, and as they had expected, there was a long queue at Chen’s dumpling restaurant.

  “You wait here while I go and buy,” instructed Yan Rusheng as he unfastened his seatbelt.

  After that, he opened his car door and got off.

  Xuxu also followed suit and opened the door. “I’ll go with you.”


  Before Yan Rusheng could respond, she had already gotten off the car, closed the door, and went forward to hold his hand.

  Yan Rusheng knitted his eyebrows. “If you follow me, I won’t be able to flaunt my face.”


  It rendered Xuxu speechless.

  She knew that this chap had the intention to use his face to his advantage.

  Yan Rusheng pointed to the shop. “Look at those in the queue. The majority are ladies. So if you don’t come with me, perhaps I might not even need to queue.”


  Xuxu sneered and didn’t believe his words. “Tch, stop boasting.”


  “You don’t believe?” Yan Rusheng raised his eyebrows and a cunning expression flashed across his eyes. He said, “Let’s make a bet. Within 100 seconds, I’ll be able to get everyone to willingly agree to let me buy first.”


  Within 100 seconds, to get everyone to agree to let him buy first?

  It would mean that within 100 seconds, everyone would agree to let him jump the queue?

  All the more, Xuxu refused to believe. “What’s the bet?”


  Perhaps those ladies might cave in. But would those men, especially the old uncles or aunties give in to him as well?

  So what if he’s the President of Flourish & Prosper?

  Seeing that the fish had taken the bait, it secretly delighted Yan Rusheng that he eagerly laid out the bet. “If I succeed, you must throw yourself at me tonight.”


  It dumbfounded Xuxu.

  She knew it.

  When Xuxu remained silent, Yan Rusheng got anxious. “So?”


  He anxiously waited with an expectant heart. Xuxu couldn’t help but nod in agreement. “Okay, but if you didn’t succeed, don’t ever talk to me again about such things until after our babies are born.”


  “Okay.” Yan Rusheng was over the moon, and he bent over to give Xuxu a peck on her cheek. “Wife, you have to honor your words.”


  After that, he turned around and ran to the dumpling shop while Xuxu remained at the same spot. With arms crossed, she leaned back on the car and couldn’t help but smile at the man who was bursting with energy.

  From head to toe, she liked every bit of him, and she’s unable to stop herself from liking him—she just couldn’t explain why.

  However.

  Yan Rusheng ran up to the shop and waved at the crowd. “Everyone, my wife is pregnant, and she’s been quite bad-tempered. Since the day she was pregnant, she had been sleeping separately from me. Tonight, she wants to eat the dumplings from this shop and she said that if I’m able to buy the dumplings for her within 100 seconds, she’ll come to my bed tonight. So my happiness now depends on all of you. Let me give all of you a treat tonight.”