Chapter 569: You Are a Dumb Man

But wait, Ming Ansheng was with Yueyue the whole day. Young Master Ming would never miss any of the gatherings.

Xuxu couldn’t comprehend what was going on when Yan Rusheng became solemn once more. He warned her in a dictatorial manner, “Wen Xuxu, from today onwards you’re not allowed to think of Jiang Zhuoheng.”

Xuxu smiled. “Ah Sheng, I love you.”

‘I’ve always loved you.’

She couldn’t imagine what would happen if he realized that the ‘jerk’ he kept harping on was actually himself. What reaction, expression, or action would he have?

She had endured everything alone, and everything was already over. Xuxu felt that she should continue to conceal the truth and tuck it away in her heart. Only she and the heavens shall know.

“You dumb woman. It’s your luck that you met me.” Yan Rusheng bent his head to kiss her once more.

His torn lips bled once again.

She could taste the blood, but Xuxu couldn’t help but worry about Jiang Zhuoheng. “Ah Heng… were his injuries worse than yours?”

Both of them were of similar build, and their strength was at par as well.

Ah Heng was more gentle and wasn’t as fierce as him. Hence ever since they were both children, whenever they fought, Ah Heng was always at a disadvantage.

Yan Rusheng immediately pulled back from Xuxu’s lips with a frown. He glared at her and hollered, “Wen Xuxu!”

Xuxu instantly clammed up and wondered what exactly was wrong with him. First, he fought with Jiang Zhuoheng. Then he came back and adopted such a gentle tone with her.

She suspected that she might be dreaming.

“In the future, your heart, eyes, your entire life can only have me as your man,” tenderly said Yan Rusheng. He suddenly took her hand, and he looked her in the eye.

The corners of Xuxu’s mouth twitched when she heard his heartfelt words. She said cheekily, “Our country doesn’t allow a wife to take more than one husband, anyway.”

The fellow was acting abnormally that day. Earlier on, his gentleness was suddenly replaced with his usual overbearingness, and now, he was saying such moving words.

Yan Rusheng knew that she had said that on purpose and his face fell. “Dumb woman, you really don’t know how to play along.”

Then he stood up and strode out of the room.

Xuxu quickly rose and scrambled to catch up with him. “Yan Rusheng, where are you going?”

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In a rather annoyed tone, Yan Rusheng replied, “Home.”

Xuxu said, “No you can’t! We have to fetch Yueyue.”

They had already reached the elevator by then.

Only then did Yan Rusheng remember about Su Yue. “Where is she?”

“She is at Ming Ansheng’s place,” Xuxu replied as she pressed the elevator button.

Yan Rusheng frowned. “Why is she with him?”

When did that lass become close to Ming Ansheng?

“It’s a long story. I’ll tell you more when we get in the car.” The elevator arrived and Xuxu stepped in.

Yan Rusheng followed her, his gaze glued to her back.

Why? Why wasn’t he her first love?

At that thought, he gnashed his teeth with jealousy. “You are a dumb woman.”

She almost tormented herself to death for loving such a jerk.

Xuxu glared at him as she was being chided for no apparent reason. She retorted, “You are a dumb man.”

Then both of them chuckled at the same time.

The elevator reached the ground floor when Yan Rusheng’s phone rang.

He extended his hand into his pocket for his phone. He glanced at the screen and stole a swift glance at Xuxu. He released her hand and picked up the call. “Speak.”

His footsteps quickened, and he walked ahead of Xuxu.

When Xuxu came out, Yan Rusheng had already hung up. With his eyes glued to the screen, he seemed to be in a trance.

“What’s wrong?” Xuxu asked, looking concerned.

Yan Rusheng stowed his phone back in his pocket and smiled at Xuxu. He grabbed her shoulders. “Let’s go.”

His huge hand tightly gripped her shoulders.

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