Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

He was deep in thought when Su Yue spoke. "I can go there myself. You can get back to work."

Then she tried to break free from his grasp.

But Ming Ansheng's grip was too tight that she couldn't easily break free.

Ming Ansheng looked at her and said, "You don't have to be so courteous. I would do the same for Wen Xuxu or any other person."

His tone was full of emotions.

But Su Yue didn't know why he sounded so emotional.

She lowered her head and stopped struggling, and she remained silent.

So, he held her as they walked towards the resting area. Meanwhile, Su Yue's heart was wildly palpating. Xiaojiao followed beside them, still gripping the heels with her tiny hands.

From the back, it was such a harmonious scene, a warm and blissful family of three…

…

"It's a pretty bad sprain."

Qi Lei hastily retrieved some medicated oil from the TCM clinic and helped Su Yue rub her ankle.

He had been learning from Old Master Wen for seven to eight years. He had long gained his master's skills, and the TCM clinic was blooming under his expertise.

He was already seasoned and well-versed regarding treatments for sprains and other injuries.

Su Yue felt the pain dissipating.

But her ankle was still swollen, and she couldn't walk in high heels. She wore the disposable slippers from the hotel and made her way to the banquet tables.

Su Yue went into the makeup room the moment she entered the hotel. The wedding ceremony started soon after, so she didn't have the chance to say hello to familiar faces.

She could finally rest and spend some time with her family.

Xuxu held her elbow and helped her to Yan Weihong's table.

Xuxu pulled out a chair beside Yan Weiye and said to her, "Yueyue, have a seat."

But Su Yue only gripped the backrest of the chair, refusing to sit.

Everyone who was seated at the table had their eyes on her.

She looked downwards at Yan Weiye.

Yan Weiye hesitated and smiled. "Silly girl, sit down quickly."

"Yueyue." Su Yan stood up and walked towards her, holding her elbow.

Finally, she was willing to sit.

"You must be starving. Have some food." Yan Weiye immediately helped set up her cutlery and poured her a cup of drink. Then he passed her some vegetables.

Su Yue kept her hands on her lap. She looked downwards and remained quiet.

Everyone remained silent as well, and the atmosphere became awkward.

Mu Li looked around before saying, "Yueyue, you look stunning today."

Among those seated at the table were Qi Lei, as well as Yan Weiye's eldest son and daughter-in-law.

The atmosphere remained awkward.

Mu Li's smile tensed as well. Then she said, "You're giving Xuxu a run for her money."

Yan Rusheng frowned and looked contemptuously at Mu Li. "Are you blind?"

His wife looked her absolute best today.

Mu Li was speechless…

F*ck. How hard was it to liven the atmosphere?

She pressed her lips and stopped talking.

"Yueyue, where's your little girl?"

Yan Weihong, the man of few words, finally spoke up.

Su Yue started looking for Xiaojiao in the crowd. Suddenly, a small head popped out from below the table. "Mommy."

Su Yue bowed her head, and the little one mischievously blinked at her. Then she hid back under the table.

"Xiaojiao." Su Yue bent down and prepared to grab her.

But she was too fast and slipped out of her grasp. The little girl ran over to the opposite side of the table where Yan Weiye's eldest son and daughter-in-law were seated.