Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

1774 A Drunk Mind Speaks a Sober Heart Part Nineteen

She even curled her last finger upward as she held the cup.

Yan Rusheng saw her and quietly picked up his phone. He sneakily took a photo of Zhou Shuang and sent it to Lu Yinan.

'Your hooligan is really pretentious. She is affecting my appetite.'

Young Master Lu was caught in a jam and the red lights deterred him from moving off. He was getting impatient and annoyed.

His phone vibrated and he saw Yan Rusheng's text.

He clicked on the WeChat message and glanced at the photo first. Then his eyes darted down to the content.

Young Master Lu was indignant, and he quickly typed a reply while the traffic light was still red. 'This is enough to affect your appetite? Every time you behave intimately with your Wen Xuxu as though we are all invisible. Have you considered our feelings?'

He gazed at the photo once again after sending the text.

Zhou Shuang propped her hand against her cheek with a cup in her other hand. Her long black hair cascaded down in front of her chest.

She exuded elegance and gracefulness from top to toe.

She was so natural. In what way was she pretentious?

Unconsciously, Lu Yinan also propped his elbow against the window as he smiled at the photo.

He had totally forgotten that he was on the road. He was jarred back to reality when the vehicles honked at him. He realized that the road was empty ahead of him.

He glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the drivers bellowing as they stuck their heads out of the windows.

Everyone looked as though they wanted to snap his head off.

He hurriedly stepped on the accelerator. But when he got nearer, the light turned red once more.

He had to stop.

The cars began to honk as the drivers showed their displeasure and rage towards Lu Yinan.

Young Master Lu ignored them and turned on the radio. A melodious tune started playing, and he calmly adjusted his clothes.

He peered at his reflection using the mirror to check his appearance. He frowned and stretched his neck to inch nearer to the mirror. He touched his eyes.

He had been losing sleep recently and he looked rather haggard.

He pulled the cabinet and took out a pair of customized spectacles.

This pair of customized spectacles was one of its kind. It had a gold rim and the lens was specially designed to block UV rays. He looked instantly more refined.

He checked his appearance once again and noticed some bumps on his skin.

It was time for him to put on a mask. Recently, he wasn't interested in anything because of that hooligan—he even forgot his beauty regime.

'Knock, knock, knock.'

Young Master Lu was dwelling in his own thoughts when someone knocked on his car window.

Then he remembered that he was at the traffic junction.

He glanced ahead and the lights were still red.

'Knock, knock, knock.'

Someone knocked on the window again. He turned around and peered out. A willowy woman was standing beside his car with her hands pressed against her waist.

She seemed intimidating.