Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

He knew that he wouldn’t be able to tell.

Did Su Xiaojiao resemble him? Ming Ansheng unconsciously touched his face.

‘Yueyue, let’s get married. Will you marry me?’

‘Alright.’

Ming Ansheng suddenly remembered that he was with Su Yue the day Meiduo brought her child back.

That night… Indeed, he didn’t use any protection.

And with Su Yue’s naiveness back then, she definitely wouldn’t have thought of taking the necessary precautions to avoid pregnancy.

Could it be that night?

He couldn’t confirm anything, but the more he thought about it, the more excited he became. How he wished he could confront Su Yue now and snatch Su Xiaojiao over.

By her looks, Su Xiaojiao looked at least three.

When Su Yue and Jiao Chen went overseas back then, with his health condition, they couldn’t have… couldn’t have gotten together.

Ming Ansheng suddenly stood up. The action was too aggressive that the chair behind him flipped over.

He took his car keys and rushed out.

He went down the stairs and ran towards the front gate.

“Ansheng, where are you going so late at night?”

Ming Anyu asked from the second floor.

Ming Ansheng stopped in his tracks. He turned to look at Ming Anyu coolly. “Big brother, haven’t you gone on your business trip?”

Ming Anyu was wearing faint gray sleepwear, and a black-rimmed spectacle rested on his nose.

He looked refined and gentle, and his looks were at least average. Both of them had inherited their father’s genes.

He walked down the stairs and replied, “I completed it early so I came back.”

Ming Ansheng didn’t answer. He turned around and prepared to walk out the gates.

Ming Anyu called from behind him. “Did you know that Beibei has a parent-teacher conference tomorrow?”

Ming Ansheng had a cold gleam in his eye. He didn’t turn around but coldly answered, “I know. I will handle my son’s affairs.”

Then he walked to the main door, changed his shoes, and went out.

…

“Xiaojiao, it’s time for bed.”

They had been back for almost a week, but Su Xiaojiao was still suffering from jetlag. She slept in the day and was wide awake at night.

Su Yue didn’t sleep well because she kept disrupting her sleep.

After the little one drank her milk, she felt energized and hopped on the bed, giving Su Yue a headache.

“Find Daddy for a story.”

Su Xiaojiao angrily climbed off the bed when Su Yue commanded her to go to bed. She ran out barefooted.

“Su Xiaojiao!” Su Yue raised her voice and rushed after her.

This child was too much.

Jiao Chen was watching television on the sofa. Su Xiaojiao crawled onto him and buried herself in his chest. “Daddy, tell me a story.”

“Alright.” Jiao Chen smiled and agreed. He picked up the remote and turned off the television.

Then he carried her and made her lie on the sofa. He lay on his side beside her and started telling her a story.

“Aish…” Su Yue frowned as she looked at Jiao Chen. When Su Xiaojiao calmed down, she softly mumbled, “She’ll get naughtier if you keep spoiling her.”

She yawned a few times. “I’ll go to bed then.”

Su Yue turned around and trudged sleepily to her room.

She immediately lay down and turned off the light.

Su Xiaojiao was definitely not coming over to sleep.

…

Downstairs, a man leaned against a pathetically thin tree.

He held a cigarette between his slender fingers, peering up at the unit on the 12th floor.

The lights in the master bedroom just turned off.