Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

He obviously thinks that kids are annoying, but he was still willing to accompany her to the orphanage. He even spent time playing games that he deemed were too childish.

Not only that, but he made effort and spent time to help her acquire the land for Tiny Stars Orphanage. He also accompanied her to the fried vermicelli stall and didn’t mind sitting among students — he even ate the food that he usually despised. And on the weekends, he stayed home and watched some boring dramas with her.

So, who cares if he had done all these out of love or not? But… at least it wasn’t just to show Fang Jiayin. He was really trying hard to improve their relationship. This was proof that he indeed wanted to spend a lifetime together with her, right?

As she pondered, her mouth morphed into a blissful, satisfied smile.

Her heart… seemed to have been revived. She felt that same feeling she had when she first fell in love with him.

“What did you say?” Yan Rusheng heard her mumbling, but he couldn’t understand a word.

He lifted his head to look at her.

Xuxu smiled bashfully and nudged him. “Nothing much. Go take a shower.”

Take a shower? Was she planning to wait for him?

The scion, suspecting something, stared at the tiny woman. Happiness had dawned too quickly and it was too good to be true.

“Are you going to lock yourself in your room while I’m in the bathroom?”

She had done it several times before.

She saw his wary expression and Xuxu could hardly suppress a smile.

“Oh ya, where are the tickets that Jiayin has given you?”

She didn’t mention about yesterday night, but apparently, he still had his mind on it.

She blinked her eyes, trying to feign innocence.

She was obviously teasing him. The scion tried to suppress his anger as he glowered, “stupid woman, stop saying empty words!”

She finally admitted that she was angry because of the tickets.

And she lied saying that she had left the room because she couldn’t stand the stench of alcohol. This dumb woman was lying through her teeth.

After an intense and passionate night, both of them went to work late.

It was the first time that both President Yan and Madam Yan were late for work.

The young madam’s neck had a faint hickey — and it might’ve been the reason why they were late for work.

The moment Xuxu stepped into the office, she received plenty of inquisitive stares.

She had a hunch that it had something to do with her appearance. Immediately, she went to the ladies’ comfort room to take a look.

She spotted a hickey on the right side of her neck almost instantly.

That wretched Yan Rusheng! No wonder he kept grinning at her for no reason earlier that morning. She had assumed that he was teasing her for taking the initiative last night.

She gritted her teeth and silently cursed him in her mind repeatedly.

She woke up too late this morning. She couldn’t even manage to brush her teeth properly, let alone take a good look at herself in the mirror.

That wretched Yan Rusheng didn’t even warn her about what he had done.

She was wearing a white collared shirt, and so she pulled up the collar to at least cover the embarrassing mark. She left the ladies’ comfort room in search for a scarf to wrap around her neck.

“It sounds like it. President Yan must have done something wrong to make Sister Xuxu angry.”

“How could that even be possible? Didn’t you see them coming in late today? And that ‘love mark’ on Xuxu’s neck…”

“Well, what do you know? An overbearing person like our President Yan — say , don’t you think him asking for forgiveness wouldn’t be so ordinary? He must have thrown her on the bed and made the woman beg for forgiveness instead.”

“That makes sense. The overbearing presidents in most love novels all act in that way.”

There was a long pause…

In the President’s office, a cluster of workers was eagerly gossiping about her and Yan Rusheng.

When she overheard the content of their conversation, Xuxu blushed crimson.

What did they mean by the overbearing President would have forced the woman till she begs for forgiveness?