Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

As he had only 100 seconds, he spoke like a machine gun, and yet his tone still sounded earnest.

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

"Then young lad, you buy first."

"Yes, go ahead and buy first."

"Thank you, everyone." Yan Rusheng politely bowed at them and heaved a sigh of relief. There were actually still many good-hearted people in this world.

He swiftly fished out his money and turned back to wink cheekily at Xuxu who was standing not too far away. There was a smug look on his face.

However, he was oblivious to his wife's expression. Her face by then had darkened, and she had clenched her fists into tight balls.

Yan Rusheng walked to the entrance of the shop and said to the workers, "Give me three taels of pan-fried dumplings, one tale of vegetable dumplings, and two taels of meat dumplings. As for the balance dumplings that you have, I'll buy them all and distribute equally to everyone in the queue.

After that, he handed a few pieces of 100 yuan notes to the shop worker as payment for the dumplings. Since he was pressed for time, he paid in excess. Even if he was shortchanged, he couldn't care less.

The worker remained silent upon seeing his face. He immediately followed his instructions and packed the dumplings for him. "Here."

Yan Rusheng took them over and dashed forward to Xuxu with eager steps.

An old lady's voice sounded from behind him. "Young man, be more careful since she's pregnant, especially during the first trimester."

The corners of Yan Rusheng's mouth twitched. 'Why was this old lady so concerned?'

"Wife, yours." Yan Rusheng ran over to Xuxu in one breath and happily handed the dumplings to her. After that, he fished out his cellphone from his pocket and showed the screen to Xuxu. "Look, I've only used up 80 seconds."

When Xuxu saw the stopwatch on Yan Rusheng's cellphone screen, her eyes instantly widened. "You."

This fellow had already pre-planned this.

He already prepared his cellphone stopwatch in advance. No wonder he had fished out his phone while he ran over to the stall earlier on.

He had already dug a hole for her to jump in.

As Xuxu mulled over this, she glared at Yan Rusheng in annoyance. "What do you mean when you said that your wife was pregnant and had a bad temper?"

"My wife. Don't be too petty over such details. The dumplings are turning cold." As Yan Rusheng tried to cover up, it made matters worse. He placed his arm on Xuxu's shoulders and said, "Let's go home and get intimate."

Xuxu frowned. "Yan Rusheng, could you be more reserved?"

The words used by the hooligan sounded like it was nothing out of the ordinary.

Yan Rusheng lightly patted Xuxu's tummy. He then raised his eyebrows. "If I was reserved, would your tummy bear fruits?"

Miss Wen was feeling embarrassed, and she clenched her fists to punch him forcefully on his shoulders. She protested, "Hate you."

Yan Rusheng carried her up in one go. "Don't be shy, just be more proactive tonight."

He spun round and round at the same spot with Xuxu in his arms.

"Young chap, she's pregnant. Take it easy."

The familiar old lady's voice sounded from behind again. Yan Rusheng's face darkened as he turned back. An old lady and an old man walked past them, hand in hand.

Seeing that scene, Xuxu's heart was yearning. "How nice. They're still so loving at this age."

Yan Rusheng asked, "How do you know that they didn't marry at middle age? Or perhaps they're still dating? Aren't there many old age dating programs recently?"

The corners of Xuxu's mouth involuntarily twitched. It had her dumbfounded.

This malicious-tongued fellow. It was clearly a beautiful longing, and yet he was like a piece of rat feces, spoiling the entire conversation.

What other beautiful things could there be in his world?

"Yan Rusheng, I really feel like strangling you!" Xuxu glared hard at Yan Rusheng as she gnashed her teeth in fury.