Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

There were lovers locking hands and people dressed as Santa Claus while distributing presents.

Christmas spirit filled everywhere.

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand propped up his chin, Yan Rusheng gazed intently at the road ahead of him, watching the snowflakes falling softly from the sky.

'This is your room card.'

'Do you mean you have a room of your own?'

'Of course… I am also a high ranking executive of the company.'

'Women usually give chocolates as an expression of their love… she personally made a box of chocolates for you.'

'Yan Rusheng, you don't deserve Xuxu's love.'

All of a sudden, he stepped hard on the accelerator just before the traffic light turned red and sped past a junction.

The snow started becoming heavier by the minute, and everything was covered in snow.

Yan Rusheng rolled his car window down, allowing the chilly wind to numb his senses.

His entire body was trembling profusely as he sneaked a peek out of the window.

He thought, "Xuxu, it's so cold. Where are you now?"

…

Yan Rusheng called home a few times, and Aunt Zhang's usual responses were 'Missy is not home yet.'

'Knock knock knock.'

He stopped by Xuxu's apartment first and stood outside her door knocking. But there was no answer.

Earlier when he was downstairs, he saw that the lights to her apartment weren't turned on. Thus, he wasn't sure if she was in the house.

But other than her own apartment, he couldn't think of any other places that she would go to.

From his understanding of her, she wasn't one who would take the initiative to share her personal thoughts and troubles with others, be it happy or sad thoughts…

Especially sad thoughts.

So he reckoned that she wouldn't go looking for her best friend too.

'Knock knock knock.'

Yan Rusheng stopped for a moment before rapping on the door again.

"Why do you keeping knocking on the door so late at night? Do you know that your knockings hindered my climax?"

A young man who was wearing only a pair of boxers stood at his door and yelled at Yan Rusheng.

Yan Rusheng froze for a moment and turned back to take a look. That man howled at him again, "What are you staring at? Useless fellow. If she ignores you, can't you look for another one?"

"Well done." Yan Rusheng gnashed his teeth and nodded at the man who yelled at him. His voice sounded extremely icy.

All of a sudden, he reached out and grabbed the man's arm, hauling him to one side before dashing straight into his home.

Following that, he slammed the door hard after him.

'Knock knock knock.'

Yan Rusheng had locked the man out of his home. He shouted at the top of his voice, "Damn it! I asked you to change a woman and you had the cheek to enter…"

"If you dare to touch my woman, you will not live to see the sunrise tomorrow!"

The man's shouts didn't threaten Yan Rusheng in the slightest bit. He strode across the living room with huge steps. The door to the master bedroom was opened and he walked in.

Pieces of clothes were strewn everywhere in the room. It was a promiscuous sight.

The woman who was lying on the bed, seeing that a stranger had barged in, instinctively pulled the quilt over her body. She shrieked, "Ah… Who are you?"

"Shut up." Yan Rusheng sharply looked at her.

The woman trembled in fear and immediately pressed her lips together. When she saw Yan Rusheng's face, a streak of surprise flashed past her eyes.

Yan Rusheng walked out of the room and into the balcony.

"Handsome man, it's cold outside. Come in and have a chat." The woman suddenly jumped out of the bed, stark naked.