Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yan Rusheng’s heart ached when he heard that Xuxu was hungry.” He frowned and glared at Lu Yinan. “Lu Yinan, is this how your family treats their guests?”
The corners of Lu Yinan’s mouth twitched. “Young Master Yan, if you want me to instruct someone to prepare food for your wife, just simply say it. Why must you phrase your words with a layer of hidden meaning for people to decipher your real thoughts?”
municating with this guy was really tiring. He had to use his brains all the time.
Fang Jiayin was pletely neglected as she stood at a corner, looking exceptionally lonely.
“Jiayin, do you want some food?”
Lu Yinan asked her casually as he walked past her.
Fang Jiayin posed herself and smiled at Lu Yinan. She shook her head and said, “I’m not hungry.”
She began to move on her feet and followed Lu Yinan out of the room.
The pair of heels that Xuxu was wearing was really sapping her energy away, so Xuxu settled herself on a chair.
Ming Ansheng walked over and sat next to her as he shuffled the mahjong tiles on the table. He looked at Xuxu as his twinkling eyes shone with craftiness. “I want to witness how impressive a married couple can be playing as a team.”
Xuxu smiled. “But, I don’t even know how to play.”
She really had no clue how good Yan Rusheng, Jiang Zhuoheng and the rest were at mahjong. After she had moved out of the Yan’s house, she rarely joined their gatherings.
Even if she did join them, usually they would drink, play billiard, smoke or sing at bars. She had never seen them gamble before.
Ming Ansheng quipped, “Ask Third Yan to bring you along during our gatherings and you’ll soon be an expert as well.”
When he finished his sentence, he gave a significant glance to Yan Rusheng who was standing behind Xuxu’s chair.
Wen Xuxu remained silent and smiled instead.
Ming Ansheng had attempted to link her and Yan Rusheng together repeatedly. Even a fool would have understood his intentions.
But, he was unaware that the conflict between them and their strained relationship was different from other ordinary loving couples.
What they needed to improve their strained relationship wasn’t advice from an outsider. Rather, it was love and feelings for each other.
They were lacking in these and even if they reconciled, it was just a show for outsiders.
“Look here! I’ve brought Ah Heng over. Today let’s see if Ah Heng is truly invincible or if the husband and wife team will prevail.”
Lu Yinan had gone to take some food personally for Xuxu and dragged Jiang Zhuoheng along as well.
Jiang Zhuoheng wore a smoky-gray suit with a blush-pink shirt inside. He was tall and charming.
His hands were stuffed in his pockets as he was dragged along against his will by Lu Yinan.
“Ah Heng.” Xuxu leaned against the chair and smiled brightly at Jiang Zhuoheng.
Her hair brushed against Yan Rusheng’s suit.
Yan Rusheng looked at her, but her eyes were focused on Jiang Zhuoheng—her curled long eyelashes with a pair of inverted crescent eyes—she looked happy.
Without giving Yan Rusheng time to respond, Jiang Zhuoheng marched into the room as his eyes swept past swiftly across Yan Rusheng. He glanced at Xuxu with a gentle and tender smile.
The two of them had pletely ignored his presence and Yan Rusheng observed how they were gazing at each other. His good-looking face seemed to freeze with a layer of icy frost, he clenched his fists. He was struggling to suppress the blazing fury and jealousy inside of him.
He bent down and pulled a chair towards him before sitting down.
He sat close to Xuxu.
“Aren’t we playing?” He put his hand around Xuxu’s waist as he questioned Ming Ansheng and Lu Yinan.
The jealousy was overflowing and the meeting between the love rivals was exceptionally hostile.
Ming Ansheng and Lu Yinan eyed each other in agreement as they tried to stifle a grin.
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