Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

“Lu Yinan isn’t as horrible as you’ve pictured him to be. Both of them refuse to give in because they want to gain the upper hand in their relationship. This is why their relationship is so strained.”

Ming Ansheng still defended Lu Yinan.

It was because he was sure of Lu Yinan’s character. They played together when they were children and they were closer than real brothers. Certainly, he would know him very well.

Su Yue retorted, “But women cannot give in so easily!”

Women cannot give in so easily… Ming Ansheng helplessly grinned.

He shared the same sentiment as Su Yue. In a relationship or marriage, he believed that a woman sacrifices much more than a man.

Men could never be able to imagine.

He stretched his hand and gently patted Su Yue’s shoulder. “Give Lu Yinan some time. I have faith in him.”

Su Yue softly sneered. “Of course, you would help out your friend.”

“All right. I will always be by your side and support your decisions.” Ming Ansheng wound his arm around her waist before kissing the top of her head.

Su Yue raised her chin as she peered at Ming Ansheng. She pointed at him and quipped, “Not for me. But for Sister Hooligan.”

Ming Ansheng solemnly nodded as though he was a warrior on the battlefield. “Alright, I will support Hooligan Zhou.”

Fortunately, Yan Rusheng and Lu Yinan weren’t around. If they were, they would certainly mock him.

“Uncle Ming, you’re the best.” Su Yue beamed at him, and her eyes twinkled.

She clung tightly to Ming Ansheng’s arm and pressed her head against his muscular arm.

Women were really superficial at times. Even if she was aware that a man was just coaxing her, she would still be happy.

If a man lied just to coax a woman, provided that he didn’t break his principles or commit a mistake, it would show that he loved that woman.

…

“Change your shoes.”

Su Yue led Ming Ansheng into the house and opened the shoe cabinet. She hesitated before retrieving her slippers and placing it on the floor for him.

“Okay.” Ming Ansheng nodded before he bent to peer at the slippers.

That small pair of furry white slippers had a cartoon design on it.

He was afraid that he could only stuff half his foot in. But he didn’t hesitate and removed his shoes.

Just as he had expected, half of his feet were still exposed.

But the house was warm.

He followed Su Yue to the dining table.

Xiaojiao sat across Su Yue. There was a bowl of rice, a pair of chopsticks, and a wine glass.

It was as though… someone was sitting there.

“Have a seat.” Su Yue pulled the chair for Ming Ansheng.

“Okay.” Ming Ansheng nodded, and he withdrew his gaze from the empty seat next to Xiaojiao. He bent to sit beside Su Yue.

“I cooked everything. Try them.” Su Yue put some food into Ming Ansheng’s bowl.

She was enthusiastic.

As though she couldn’t wait for Ming Ansheng to try her cooking.

Ming Ansheng frowned when he heard her. “Where is your helper?”

Su Yue smiled. “Since we are going back soon, this place…”

She paused and bowed her head. Something had stirred in her heart, and she whispered, “I asked her to go back for Chinese New Year.”

Ming Ansheng nodded. “Alright.”