Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Yan Rusheng raised his head and smiled like a fool.

“Third brother.”

A soft voice belonging to a woman sounded.

Yan Rusheng squinted his eyes to peer at the woman. He couldn’t distinguish who she was, as her features were blurry.

“Is that Yueyue?”

This person called him Third Brother, and the first person he thought of was Su Yue.

His brain was out of his control and he seemed to have lost all consciousness. He extended his hand and held on to the girl’s shoulders.

His body was swaying as he asked, “Where is your third sister-in-law?”

The girl bowed her head to hide her face from view. Her body and voice were both trembling badly. “You… are you drunk?”

“Xuxu.”

The man lunged forward and the girl was shocked. She stretched her hands wide apart to catch him, looking scared and helpless.

Her eyes quickly darted around while her hands found their way around the man’s waist.

She bit her lips and swallowed her saliva. Her eyes were blazing with desire.

Yan Rusheng was still constantly mumbling his beloved sweetheart’s name; Xuxu.

“I love you, I love you…”

Bai Jing froze as she sank into this moment of bliss.

Before she could react, the man’s gentle voice sounded. “I love you, Wen Xuxu. You stupid woman.”

He wasn’t saying that to her. He wasn’t saying that to her.

Raging jealousy consumed Bai Jing’s heart, and she clutched Yan Rusheng’s arms tightly. “You drank too much. I’ll send you back.”

Yan Rusheng leaned against Bai Jing entirely as though he had turned soft. She led him out slowly.

He had lost all consciousness.

Bai Jing’s eyes surveyed the surroundings nervously, and she was drenched in cold sweat.

She supported Yan Rusheng and led him around a corner when suddenly a man appeared.

Her heart almost stopped.

The man stared at her with a crafty smile.

Instinctively, Bai Jing relinquished her grip on Yan Rusheng. Yan Rusheng slumped against the wall as a result.

But the next moment, Bai Jing stretched her hands to prevent him from falling down.

“Professor Zhao, help me out.” She grabbed Yan Rusheng’s arms as she tried to keep a distance from him. She glanced at the man who was still craftily grinning.

Zhao Zheng adjusted his spectacles and smiled at Bai Jing. “Bring him away and you don’t have to worry. There are no surveillance cameras here.”

Bai Jing instinctively raised her head to look at the ceiling, and she spotted one.

Zhao Zheng quipped, “It’s not working.”

Bai Jing heaved a sigh of relief, and she looked at him. “Professor Zhao, you should help him.”

Zhao Zheng smirked and lazily said, “He is drunk, and this is such a rare opportunity. Aren’t you going to seize it?”

Bai Jing avoided his eyes and shook his head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You do. Nobody will ever find out. Don’t you want to kiss him?”

Zhao Zheng was like a devil trying to lure Bai Jing into doing a bad deed. He was destroying the barriers in Bai Jing’s heart and he was about to succeed.

She clenched her teeth and gazed at Yan Rusheng’s gorgeous face and his rosy lips.

How could she not desire him? He had often appeared in her dreams, and how she wished just one of her dreams would come true someday.

“Room 303 is vacant. You can use it.”

Zhao Zheng turned around after giving Bai Jing a wink. He strode back to the private room.

Bai Jing glanced at the nearest room. It was 301.

So room 303 should be right ahead.

She bit her lips and struggled with herself. When she turned back, Zhao Zheng was long gone.