Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Zhou Shuang’s face turned scarlet, and she stomped on Lu Yinan’s foot mercilessly. “Scram! Disgusting lecher!”

She even shoved him away to vent her anger.

Lu Yinan stumbled a step backward as he furrowed his eyebrows. “We’re a couple, and this will naturally occur. Why am I a lecher? Which couple doesn’t make love?”

He wants a woman… he wants a woman… a woman…

It had almost been five years. And he was a young, hot-blooded man with needs. To think he only succeeded only once.

This dry spell had tormented him badly.

Every time Yan Rusheng taunted and ridiculed him, he would always fight back through words. But he would always calm himself down by chanting; I shall suffer in silence.

Ming Ansheng and Su Yue were getting closer and Zhou Shuang hissed at Lu Yinan. “Lu Yinan, shut up.”

For fear that he didn’t get the message, she raised her fists to threaten him.

‘Why did he fall in love with such a violent, rough and tomboyish woman? He must have offended his ancestors!’ 

But he didn’t have a choice. He had already fallen in love with her.

Lu Yinan ranted to himself before he darted forward. He wound his arm around Zhou Shuang’s waist and squeezed her.

He bent and landed a kiss on Zhou Shuang’s cheek loudly.

There were surveillance cameras around, and Ming Ansheng and Su Yue were behind them. This fellow…

Zhou Shuang jabbed Lu Yinan and shoved him away. “Lu Yinan, you’re so disgusting! You, Yan Rusheng, and Ming Ansheng are all so disgusting! Wretched lecherous men!”

Images of the conversations she saw between Lu Yinan, Ming Ansheng, and Yan Rusheng popped into her mind all of a sudden.

Her face was crimson and burning.

“What’s wrong?” Lu Yinan gazed at Zhou Shuang and he looked bewildered. “Why do you keep repeating that we’re disgusting? And not just me. How would you know if they are lecherous and wretched?”

It wasn’t the first time she had chided them.

“You… all of you!” Zhou Shuang spluttered and she couldn’t get the rest of the words out.

Her entire face was flushed as she spoke.

“What are all of you talking about?”

Su Yue strode towards them and stared at them. She looked mildly interested.

Ming Ansheng glanced at Zhou Shuang. “Yeah, why did you say that we’re wretched?”

He had overheard snippets of Lu Yinan and Zhou Shuang’s conversation. And he had caught the words ‘lecherous’ and ‘wretched’ clearly.

He couldn’t understand. Why was he wretched and lecherous?

Even if that was true, he did nothing to Zhou Shuang. It dumbfounded him.

Zhou Shuang rolled her eyes at Ming Ansheng and stormed away. She yelled across her shoulders. “Stop talking and let’s hurry up. I’m famished.”

Looking at how Zhou Shuang had walked away in a huff, Su Yue blinked innocently. “Did the three of you did something wrong and Sister Hooligan caught wind of it?”

Ming Ansheng shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.

Su Yue eyed Lu Yinan sharply, but Lu Yinan’s expression remained bewildered. If only he knew.

He had a nagging hunch that the reason Zhou Shuang refused to sleep with him was that she labeled the three of them as lechers.