Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

“I didn’t realize that you’ve been paying such close attention to me since you were a child. You really have loved me secretly for years, shouldn’t you give me more affection?” Yan Rusheng lifted an eyebrow as he said that in a hushed whisper.

No matter how quick-witted Xuxu was, she would never be faster than this man. He crushed her with his weight in the next moment. It caught her unaware.

“What kind of person was I to you when I was a boy?” said the man in a gruff voice. There was an inexplicable hint of danger and menace.

Xuxu stared intensely at Yan Rusheng’s good-looking face which was inches away from her. She pressed her lips and gazed at him with an aggrieved expression. “You’re so bad. Completely horrible.”

She hugged Yan Rusheng’s waist using all her strength, as though she couldn’t wait to crush him.

The young boy Ah Sheng always made her feel like crying every time she walked away from him.

“In what way?” Yan Rusheng deliberately probed, sounding intimidating. “Did I force myself on you? Huh?”

Xuxu’s pressed her lips tightly. “You bully me every day and always tried to find trouble with me. Weren’t you a horrible person?”

Without waiting for Yan Rusheng to retort, she pressed on coldly, “Didn’t you bully Ah Heng often as well?”

Yan Rusheng’s expression hardened. “Wen Xuxu, what did you just say? Who?”

How dare she mention another man!

And that man had to be Jiang Zhuoheng!

He loomed forward, looking frightening. But it didn’t intimidate Xuxu in the slightest. Instead, she spoke loudly, “Ah Heng.”

“Say that again.” Yan Rusheng’s hand traveled to Xuxu’s waist, looking as though he would really tighten his grip on her any time.

Xuxu felt tickled by him and she furrowed her eyebrows. She glanced warily at him. “Yan Rusheng, what are you doing?”

She pressed her palms against Yan Rusheng’s chest and tried to push him away.

But he didn’t budge at all.

Yan Rusheng maintained his pose and surveyed Xuxu with a sinister gleam in his eyes. “On New Year’s eve that year when we were 14 years old, you went out with Jiang Zhuoheng and came home after midnight. Where did you go with him?”

Xuxu pursed her lips as she blinked. “Make a guess.”

She was being so cheeky, and Yan Rusheng was getting exasperated. “Dumb woman, you want me to guess?”

He clenched his teeth before pinching her waist.

Xuxu exploded into fits of laughter and she waved the white flag. Amid her laughter, she answered, “We… we went to eat fried vermicelli behind the school. Then we went for a stroll in the park near the river.”

She told him the truth.

Yan Rusheng’s face darkened and jealousy exploded inside him. He inched nearer to Xuxu’s ear and bit her ear. “That jerk brought you to a park at night. He is a wolf draped in a sheep’s clothing!”

F*ck f*ck f*ck!

How dare Jiang Zhuoheng bring his woman to a park at night? He was feeling murderous right now.

Xuxu was dumbfounded again.

Did he assume everyone was just like him?

Yan Rusheng hissed, “Wen Xuxu. As compensation, you have to be proactive one more time.”

Xuxu frowned and asked, “Do I owe you anything? Why must I compensate for you?”

“You…!”

Xuxu interrupted Yan Rusheng as she wrapped her hands around his neck. “Ah Sheng.”

She called him sweetly and she lurched forward to kiss him on his lips.

Her kiss was as sweet and gentle as her voice. She pried his mouth open swiftly and they intertwined their tongues in no time.

Yan Rusheng couldn’t resist her at all.