Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Yan Rusheng took in her bashful appearance and smiled as he lay down beside her. He propped his head up on one elbow and stared into her eyes. There was a wicked smile on his face.

He blinked and replied, “Because I’m handsome and good with the ladies.”

Xuxu rolled her eyes at him. “What does this have to do with you being handsome or good with the ladies?”

As though everyone didn’t know about his affinity with the ladies.

He was always attracting unnecessary attention!

“Those fellows are indescribably foolish. None of them even have the guts to hand you their gifts or letters personally. And they want to woo you?” Young Master Yan commented on contemptuously.

He didn’t bother concealing his arrogance and narcissism.

He tilted his chin up pompously. “What right do they have to fight with me for my woman?”

Xuxu stared at him speechlessly. When he was done being narcissistic, she complained, “I wasn’t even your woman at that time. And you weren’t chasing me either. How could you say that they were fighting with you?”

She sounded upset.

Yan Rusheng smiled and continued casually. “With such a perfect man by your side, of course, all your attention would be on me. Why would you fall for those intolerable and dim-witted fellows?”

Then he tilted her chin up and raised his eyebrows. “Am I right?”

Seeing Xuxu’s plump and rosy cheeks, he couldn’t help but kiss her.

He meant: The reason he didn’t chase her back then was because he was extremely confident in himself and was certain that she wouldn’t fall for anyone else.

Trying to cover up the fact that his EQ was negative?

What an easy thing to say.

Xuxu thought for a while before pushing him away. “Yan Rusheng, you’re not a typical narcissist.”

She rolled her eyes at him. Before he could reply, she asked, “So they asked you to pass the gifts to me?”

“If you want to know the details, it’ll take an entire day,” Yan Rusheng replied, caressing her face.

He reveled in the feeling of her soft, delicate face at his fingertips.

Things had been going smoothly the past few years, and besides her skincare routines, she didn’t seem to have aged.

Whenever they lay in bed, Yan Rusheng would always let his hands roam over her body. She was used to it.

His hand roamed wherever it pleased.

She looked at his face and said, “Then give the main points. Is there anything else?”

“Nothing.” Yan Rusheng shook his head.

Xuxu frowned. “I don’t believe you.”

“Wen Xuxu, you’re too narcissistic. Do you really think that so many people liked you?” Yan Rusheng suddenly flipped himself over and pinned her under his body. He raised his eyebrows mischievously. “Or are you feeling embarrassed because I had so many suitors, and you only have a few?”

Xuxu was speechless.

This fellow was an expert at twisting one’s words.

Where did he get all his self-confidence?

Even though he was Yan Rusheng—Third Young Master—he couldn’t be so narcissistic and shameless!